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I spotted LAURENT HENRI ARMOND DELACOUR in Diagon Alley early today. Have you heard the rumors? Supposedly the QUARTER VEELA is affiliated with NO ONE. Born on SEPTEMBER / 15th / 1956, they are TWENTY SIX and identify as MALE ( he/him ) and BISEXUAL. They are A BEATER FOR THE MONTROSE MAGPIES; it makes sense, given they are CAREFREE & CONSIDERATE but also OUT OF TOUCH & PROTECTIVE. When I think of them, I think of love for many things, but family above all else, forging a path for yourself but not realizing there’d be so many detours along the way, and a heart that is always in the right place.
Born into the upper echelon of French society, your family’s wealth ensured that you would want for nothing. Though you were raised properly, taught the ways and norms of your world, you could not be less similar to your peers across the channel. You would know love. In fact, you would be raised on it. The Delacour family has never been wrapped up in someone else’s grand war, and you yourself are not as readily concerned with politics and gaining status. As a result, yours was a happy childhood, if a bit removed from the goings on in the greater world. The third child and second son to Émeraude and Jean-Marcel Delacour, while your future held undeniable promise it was very much still a blank canvas, yours to fill. You were never one of any single calling. But as the second son to the family you weren’t expected to be anything but yourself, either. Always reassured that you could be whatever you chose, you certainly had ample time to make a selection. And before you settled on anything at all, you would be sure to dabble in just about everything.
You loved your older siblings with all of your heart, and much of your young life was spent hoping to make them proud. But imitating Jean-Luc never felt quite right, and trying to follow Bea’s lead was a valiant effort, if ill-begotten in nature. While their summers home were filled with laughter and light, when the school year rolled back around as it invariably would, you found yourself feeling exceedingly lonely. You would be left with no one to keep you company but the countryside - and maman and papa, and the nannies of course - but it was never quite the same. You longed for the connection that you had seen in your older siblings. And when Angelique was born, you knew you’d gotten it. The very first time you held your baby sister in your arms, you promised her that you’d never leave her side. It was a lofty promise for a boy of only four, not yet seeing the prospective future ahead. And it is true that you left her side for a time, when you went off to Beauxbatons without her. But you have spent much of your life making up for it.
Jean-luc and Beatrice might have been the twins of the family, but it was not for lack of trying on Angel’s part. The pair of you did everything together. You spent much of your young life unemployed, save for the fleeting positions that your status and education afforded you. They all caught your attention for a time, fleeting passions, but in most cases you moved on just as quickly as you started. Your relationships were much the same. Earning the reputation as something of a well known bachelor among your social circles, you had no interest in settling down. It was simply understood by your family that you sought experience - and their understanding was all you ever sought, in any case. You were a man of whim and passion, and saw no reason to suffer when there was so much joy in the world. It wasn’t exactly your intention to be drafted to a professional quidditch league when you joined your little sister at try outs. But you had played in school and trained for years, and if that was where life took you, who were you to say no? it felt right. You followed through and the pair of you have been a package deal ever since.
When Jean-luc and Beatrice decided to make the move, it was a fool’s errand to believe either you or Angel would stay away for long. You would miss your home, but it never held quite the same appeal without your siblings there... So you and Angel packed up your bags as well, following them to the next great adventure. These days, you balance your Quidditch career and your growing interest in philanthropic work. Though you are decidedly more settled than you were in your youth, you have begun to feel the telltale signs of unrest stirring in your gut again, wondering just where it might lead you next.
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