Name: Michael Lane Robinson
Nickname: Mike Mikey
Gender: Male
Birthdate: October 31st
Orientation: Bi
House: Slytherin
Occupation: Death Eater
Grade: Quit after the Battle At Hogwarts
Age: 39
Species: Human
Blood Status: Pureblood
Ability: Apparition
Relationship: Married to Zoe Wren Robinson
Patronus: Runespoor
Wand: 10 inches, Blackthorn, Dragon Core
Pet: Not telling




Love it?
+My wife
+My Lover
+Being a Death Eater
+My children 
+Using the Cruciatus curse
+Imperius curse is quite fun too

Hate it?
-Daphne Greengrass Montague
-Waiting around
-Being bored
-When I'm being good
-Somebody messing with my wife or kids
-Hogwarts

Strengths and Weaknesses?
+My wife
+My kids
+My lover
-My wife
-My kids
-My lover

Fears?!

• Never rising to power
  
• Losing my wife or one of my kids
  
• Theodore getting pissed at me

Full Personality:

I can be quite demanding and wanting. I do usually end up with my way after a fight. Though I don't go up against Theo. No way not since he put me in my place when we were teenagers at Hogwarts. I'm definitely a Pureblood, and despise those that aren't. Well except for Theo's wife cause she definitely acts like a Pureblood. Not her fault her father was a squib, and god forbid married a muggle. I can be playful and fun when the need arises too.

Celebrity Play-By: Alexander Skarsgard
Eyes: Blue
Skin: White
Hair: Dirty Blonde
Scars/Marking: 
Build: Muscular



Mother: Ramona Lestrange Robinson
Father: Josiah Robinson
Siblings: None
Spouse: Zoe Wren Robinson
Children: Tabitha Zoe Robinson "Tabby" and Two boys
Other: None

History:

I was born to parents who had desperately wanted a child and were quite disappointed time and time again. Mom called me her miracle child that she finally had when they were in their forties. They led quite a life though as they were Death Eaters, and had went into hiding when Voldemort was killed the first time. I was born a year later. Mom always wondered if it was cause they had settled down and weren't on the warpath being followers of Voldemort. Either way I was quite loved and adored by my parents as they never had any other children.

To my parents delight I showed magic at an early age. If I didn't like one of my toys I would destroy it in someway showing that I didn't like it. Something new would always replace it, and I was definitely spoiled. My parents kept me a secret from my mother's family. Though they were in Azkaban anyhow so it wasn't that hard. She wanted something for her own. Her sister in law Bellatrix if she were free she'd make herself right into the family and try to win my favors is what mom thought. Her and Bellatrix had a love hate relationship. Mom wasn't very close to her brothers either.

I grew up with the belief's of my parents. That if you weren't a Pureblood you were nothing. My mothers family were one of the Sacred 28. Though it may still be on there, my family's not. The Robinson's weren't part of the Sacred 28. That's alright though we have our own Sacred bunch.

I was accepted to Hogwarts at age eleven. Of course I was sorted into Slytherin the same as my parents had been. That was the only thing I liked about Slytherin. Though I missed both of my parents very much. I couldn't wait for the holiday to go home and see them. Second year I started playing Quidditch, but I grew bored of it after awhile and never played for the house team after that year. Something else caught my eye and that was Zoe Accrington. Damn she was hot. We were dating by the time we were fourteen. I was also dating Graham Montague. It was soon the three of us always together. Unfortunately he had to fall for Daphne Greengrass an older Slytherin student, but she was never part of our trio. Never knew what went on with us and still doesn't.

There were eight of us that grew close with Theodore Nott over the years at Hogwarts. Being older we listened to him, and liked as well as trusted him. Our parents had all been death eaters together. So we sort of knew one another from childhood too. Our group was treasured and kept a secret from others. We had bonds that we didn't want broke. Even Zoe wasn't a part of it. She knew about it, but stayed separate from it.

My fifth year on May 2nd was the Battle of Hogwarts. I snuck out along with Theodore and our other friends and we joined the battle along with our parents. My parents included in that. They'd once again followed Voldemort for the last few years since he had come back. Unfortunately I watched both of my parents fall in that battle. They fell side by side, and as I dropped beside them watched them reach out to one another, entwining their fingers as they looked at me and smiled. Told me to live my life and be happy, before they took their last breaths. I broke down over their bodies screaming and crying. Theo and Graham had to drag me away later when I wouldn't leave them.

We went into hiding after that though no one really knew we had fought on the Death Eater's side. I couldn't eat or sleep for awhile. All I thought about was my parents, and watching them die. If I fell asleep I would have a nightmare about it. Graham finally went and found Zoe and brought her to me. The two of them stayed with me and pulled me out of my funk. They've been there for me ever since.

Zoe went back and finished her last two years at Hogwarts. I didn't. I stayed with Graham and we plotted with the rest of our friends to avenge our parents those still alive in Azkaban and those that lost their lives in the Battle of Hogwarts. I proposed to her after she graduated and we were married awhile later. Graham was the best man, and he partied all night long with us.

It wasn't long before we had our first and only daughter Tabitha. We called her Tabby, and she was definitely Daddy's little girl taking after me. We had two boys after her, and were very happy. Now they are all at Hogwarts sorted into Slytherin. Zoe teaches at Hogwarts too, Dark Arts Class. If the administration only knew the truth. So yeah we have a house elsewhere for holidays and the summer, but we live at Hogwarts.

Over the years us Dark Eaters, the eight of us have planned and planned. It's almost time for us to take plans into action. The twenty-fifth anniversary of the Battle of Hogwarts is coming up, and that is when we will strike! Though there will be indications that we are coming from them so watch out Hogwarts!

RP Sample:

Albus had made his way to potions. A class that he really didn’t want to be in, but his parents had made him take it. Knowing his luck he would just blow the classroom up. He’d already gone through half a dozen cauldrons over the years. Just as he thought he was getting it right he’d do something stupid. Well this year was going to be different he thought, and he’d show his family that he could do something right. This year had to be different. It couldn’t be as bad as the first four years. Yet he wasn’t going to get his hopes up at all. He was going to take one day at a time.

He stayed in the shadows as he made his way into the potion’s classroom. No one talked to him and he was glad of that. Usually if someone did talk to him it was to put him down or goad him about his famous father. He let out a sigh of relief sitting toward the back and more to the shadows. Maybe the professor wouldn’t notice him over here either. He sat there looking down at the desk bored waiting for the class to start. He groaned inwardly as the boys in front of him were starting to dart glances back at him. He knew they were going to start in and they did, but he just tried to ignore them.

He didn’t even look over when the door opened and someone came in. He didn’t care who it was. He was more than startled though when the boy came over to sit by him. He knew who it was. It was Scorpius Malfoy. HIs father’s arch rival from Hogwarts. He was the seeker on their house Quidditch team. In five years he’d never even said a word to him that he could remember. He gaped a bit as Scorpius held out his hand. He swallowed hard wondering if he should shake his hand or not. Of course Scorpius had never given him a hard time like their fellow Slytherins. He was bringing up his hand to shake when he heard the boys in front of them snicker.

“You're making friends with Potter the squib? Are you crazy?” One of the boys asked, smirking at Scorpius. The professor was walking in, but they ignored him. “He can’t even ride a broom. Only reason he’s still at Hogwarts is because he's Harry Potter’s son.” The other one let out a laugh. “Ohhh is Potter going to cry?” He made a face at Albus mocking him and he and his friend were laughing some more.

Albus looked down at the table, dropping his hand as he heard the boys. He shot a glare at the boys. He definitely wasn’t going to cry. He hadn’t cried since he was eleven no matter what the other kids handed out to him. He was just trying to ignore them, but the moment had passed to shake hands with Scorpius and tell him his name.

Username: Michael
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