#alphard farrier

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✧･ﾟ✧･ﾟ𝐀𝐋𝐏𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐃 𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑𝐎𝐍 𝐅𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐑

-> it’s Rufus Sewell’s birthday today so why not make an aesthetic for Alphard!

[phoenixresistance]

Phoenix Resistance - Book 2 Chapter 14

Malfoy Manor, Wiltshire, England - March 28th, 1998, 5:58 PM

Eloise stared at her reflection in the large windows that overlooked the grand Malfoy Manor garden. Her chin length ebony hair was slicked back with gel and she wore a deep emerald velvet dress. It had a deep plunging neck and an open back. A long slit ran down her left leg, leaving her thigh holster for her wand visible to everyone.

If Eloise had her way, she would be wearing a suit. Her father, however, insisted that she wore a dress, something more appropriate for a young lady. With a grimace, she admitted that the dress was probably for the best. She knew just how many old men would appreciate her for it, and would gladly spill some secrets to her with their guard down.

“Dinner is served,” a posh voice rang out, calling all the party guests to start migrating to the large pompous dining room.

Marble columns held up the high ceiling and lined the walls. One wall consisted almost entirely of an open faced fireplace that roared and crackled. The dining table itself was a deep brown black wood that was polished and shone in the light of the hanging chandeliers above. It was so long that it could comfortably seat ten people on both sides.

Eloise took a seat next to her father Corban and a few chairs down from the head of the table where Lucius Malfoy currently sat. His wife Narcissa and son Draco sat to the side of him. Also nearby was Bellatrix Lestrange, sister to Narcissa. A few other people she knew took their places along the table, Neira and Roland Wilson among them. Leaning forward, Eloise could just see the opposite end of the table. A shiver ran down her exposed back as she saw the long white hair and sharp features of Eme Amaranthine staring back at her.

Her attention was caught as the heavy wooden chair to the right of her was pulled out and a man with chiseled cheekbones and piercing eyes sat down. He glanced at Eloise out of the corner of his eye as he unfolded a napkin and placed it neatly upon his lap, his eyes lingering on her legs for just a second longer than required.

“I do not believe we’ve had the honor of meeting. Alphard Farrier,” he announced suddenly, turning in his chair and holding a hand out.

“Eloise Yaxley,” she countered back in her best friendly voice, a polite smile on her face.

She was keenly aware of who he was. He worked in the Ministry for the Department of Magical Law Enforcement. In fact, he was just below her father in rank. Clearly this was a play for power. He was aiming to get nice and friendly with his boss’s daughter. That was something she could arrange as he was the closest person next to her father that she could weasel some information out of.

“Oh yes, how could I have not known. My father talks all about you!” Eloise raved, turning in her chair to face him. “He said you were indispensable to him these past few months with the investigation into the missing Azkaban prisoners.

“Is that so?” Alphard mused proudly, twirling his wine around in his glass before taking a sip.

“I’m curious, did you ever catch them?” She leaned forwards so that he was in range of her perfume. It was her own special Amortentia perfume. Eloise wondered what he could smell.

“Not yet, but we have a good idea about how they’ve managed to do it. The apparition point is being monitored so the next time they try it we will have them,” he replied after breathing deeply.

“Delightful. You’ll have to let me know when you do so we can share a glass of champagne in celebration,” Eloise smiled and gently placed a hand upon his shoulder before turning back in her chair, their conversation coming to an end.

Her attention was drawn to some nearby conversations as she turned back to her dinner. She heard some talk about the inadequacy of the Gringotts goblins and boasts of children’s accomplishments at Hogwarts under the new Headmaster.

Further down the table the Malfoy’s falling from grace were discussed at great length while at the opposite head of the table, where Eme Amaranthine was sitting, no one seemed to be talking much at all.

“Bellatrix and Narcissa must be relieved to hear about the death of Ted Tonks. It was such a disgrace that their sister tainted the family's pure blood with muggle blood,” Roland Wilson muttered quietly to the people next to him.

“I still don’t know why they insisted on bringing the rest of his group here as prisoners. They would have been better off dead along with Tonks and Cresswell,” his wife Neira chimed in with a sneer.

“Lord and Lady Wilson, how’s your family?” Eloise interrupted, her knife dancing around her fingers playfully and a smile upon her face that didn’t quite reach her eyes.

“You have two young sons, I believe? I hope they are in good health,” she mused, cutting a piece of steak and bringing it up to her mouth using her knife instead of her fork.

“They are quite fine, thank you,” Roland answered apprehensively but with a smile upon his face nonetheless.

“I apologize but I can’t help but wonder, Lord Wilson. I’ve heard a rumor going around about your own sister Mirai mingling about with your own house elf and producing a child. That wouldn’t happen to be true, would it?”

A few guests nearby gasped and whispers started to cascade down the table like dominoes. Panic flashed in Roland’s eyes but his smile remained.

“I’m sure I don’t know what you are talking about. Whoever you heard that preposterous rumor from was clearly mistaken and needs to be informed otherwise,” he rambled, turning to those nearest to him to quell the rush of gossip.

His wife Neira gave Eloise a burning glare of hatred before joining her husband in the efforts to repair their reputation.

The rest of the dinner passed in a rush of gossip and political debates that Eloise had no interest in. Her father’s mood, along with most of the guests, started to deflate when they decided that the Dark Lord himself would not be attending after all. She rolled her eyes at how hopeful her father was to have a chance to suck up to the “greatest wizard to ever exist”, in his own words.

Before she knew it, it was nearing 8 pm and the dance had started. Couples were waltzing in the ballroom, the long gowns sweeping across the black marble floors.

Eloise was walking around the edge of the dance floor as suddenly she was met with a wall of white. It was Eme Amaranthine, his long hair cascading like a waterfall down his dark red-purple velvet suit. His eyes narrowed down at her and his mouth cracked into a smirk upwards.

“Would you do me the honor of a dance, Lady Yaxley?” His deep silky voice pierced through the noise of the music and chattering voices and he held his hand out towards her.

Eloise smiled and took his hand, forcing down her revulsion and they started to elegantly waltz across the ballroom. He leaned in close and once again Eloise wondered what he could smell. She avoided eye contact as much as possible but she felt his cold steel gray eyes scanning her face intently. He towered over her and looked down upon her in a similar manner to how her own father used to study and judge her as a child.

Panic started to well up in her chest but she pushed it away. She almost felt like he could see right through her lies and deceit. Never before had she met someone just as skilled in deception. Eme had hundreds of years to polish his silver tongue and insight. Any moment now he could discover that she was really a spy for the Order and the Resistance.

Eloise’s eyes darted around as she scanned for any excuse and her brain calculated possible escape routes if the worst happened.

“Mind if I cut in?” A handsome dark haired man stood to the side of them, his hand resting on the arm of Eme.

Eme’s face was hard to read as he glanced down at the hand upon his arm, but he relented with a bow to Eloise and then sauntered away. Eloise’s shoulders slumped as she released the tension she wasn’t aware she had.

“He was dancing with you for far too long for my liking,” the man whispered in her ear as they spun around together.

“I pity your wife if you think a minute is a long time,” Eloise retorted coolly.

“Luckily for you, I don’t have a wife,” his chest vibrated with a deep chuckle.

“Jacob Hexley”

“Eloise Yaxley,” she sighed, tired of the endless polite introductions of the night.

“Curious things going on in your head, darlin’. Would be a shame if anyone found out,” he breathed, his hand caressing her cheek. “You really shouldn’t keep your mind open like that with such precious secrets inside.”

Eloise’s heart plummeted and she swallowed hard. “What do you want?” She hissed back.

Jacob flashed a grin and then in one quick movement he looped his arm around her waist and tugged her off the dance floor, down a hallway, and then pushed her into an empty room, closing the door behind them.

Eloise whirled around and slammed him up against the wall, her arm choking his neck. “Do that again and I’ll give you an intimate lesson in slow acting poisons,” she threatened.

“As much fun as that would be, how about we just trade intel instead?” Jacob smirked, his voice hoarse from the pressure on his windpipe.

Eloise squinted suspiciously but pulled her arm back and instead rested it up against the wall to the side of his head. “Talk.”

“You work with the Resistance, am I right? You wouldn’t happen to know my dear sister, would you?”

“And what if I did?”

“I would ask you to deliver her a message. Tell her she isn’t safe. She needs to stop her work immediately.”

“What do I get in return for this generous act?” she mused with a head tilt.

“I would tell your companions to be careful with who you deal with. Many stores are being monitored, a certain potion shop among them.”

Eloise considered the information for a second before footsteps in the hallway drew their attention. The door handle twisted and before it could open, both Jacob and Eloise acted identically, pulling each other in.

“Oh dear, I’m so sorry!” A woman rambled an apology at the sight of the two of them entangled in an act of passion. She poorly hid a smile as she retreated and closed the door. It was likely she was off to spill the new gossip to anyone she could find.

Eloise knew the woman as Dahlia Selwyn-Black. By the end of tonight, it was guaranteed that the entire Black family and many others would know about Corban Yaxley’s daughter's affair with Jacob Hexley. None of that bothered her, however. Let them fucking gossip. Besides, she would rather them talk about her love life than her allegiance.

Once the woman was safely gone, they broke apart and Eloise walked to the door without a second glance.

“Will you tell her?” he spoke up before she could leave. “Please.”

“I promise.”

She pulled open the door and walked back down the hallway, her heels clicking on the marble floor. An older man walked down the hall on the opposite side, he wavered and steadied himself on the wall.

“You’re quite a pretty sight, aren’t you girl?” He grinned and his words slurred with intoxication.

Eloise rolled her eyes and kept going but as she passed by him he reached out and grabbed her by the thigh and pulled her towards him. Eloise’s eyes flashed and she drew her wand, pressing the metal spike at the pommel of it against his carotid artery. She could smell the alcohol on his breath.

“Try it,” she hissed and then shoved him against the wall, continuing down the hallway in a rush.

She got all the information she needed so there was no reason to stay any longer. Her father could stay all night if he wanted, she didn’t give a shit. She was done with feinting amusement in men for the night.

Tagging: @the-al-chemist for Jacob Hexley, @cursebreakerfarrier for Alphard Farrier, and @kc-and-co for Dahlia Selwyn-Black 💕

[cursebreakerfarrier]

hp families — 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐑𝐒

astrid berges-frisbey / 𝐣𝐮𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐫

tom hughes / 𝐣𝐚𝐜𝐨𝐛 𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐬 𝐟𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐫

catriona balfe / 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐚 𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐚 𝐟𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐫

rufus sewell / 𝐚𝐥𝐩𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐧 𝐟𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐫

[cursebreakerfarrier]

An aesthetic for Jules’s father Alphard as it’s his faceclaim’s birthday- Rufus Sewell my beloved 😍💚

[cursebreakerfarrier]

THE FARRIER FAMILY — FAMILAE HONORI

Alphard Farrier is very much the typical patriarch. He’s stern, protective, and incredibly loyal. He’s reliable and trustworthy toward those close to him, but if he smells betrayal he will not hesitate to punish. At Hogwarts, he was both Prefect and Head Boy for Slytherin and was a stellar student, excelling in almost all of his classes and proceeding in life with a high ranking Ministry job in the Department of Magical Law Enforcement. He becomes one of the Dark Lord’s most faithful followers and is willing to die for his cause.

Marietta Farrier (née Abbott) is most loyal to her husband. Wherever he goes she follows. She’s a loving mother and has taught her two children everything there is to know about blood purity and how they must live up to the Farrier family motto: Familae Honori, family and honour. Marietta is a talented witch, especially in Herbology and Alchemy, and is fascinated by Dark Magic. She is not typically submissive and sometimes surprises people with her fierceness when she subverts stereotypes after initially portraying herself as the protective mother & devoted wife.

Jacob Farrier is most well known for getting expelled from Hogwarts after attempting to find the legendary Cursed Vaults. He was a great student, although spent most of his time in detention. After going missing for a number of years, Jacob settles easily back into his life and soon becomes an esteemed Auror, but despite sitting on the fence when it comes to ideals, he’s forced by his parents to fight for the Dark Lord. He is also a stereotypical big brother and teases his younger sister just as much as he loves her (a lot) and is both headstrong and resilient.

Juliette Farrier, endearingly known as Jules, is known for uncovering the secrets of the Cursed Vaults and will go down in history for it. She has always disagreed with her parents dilluded ideals concerning blood purity and chooses to judge somebody based off of their actions and words instead. She, like her father, excels in most subjects, in particular Defence Against the Dark Arts and Charms, which she uses to her advantage to later become a Curse-Breaker. Jules is courageous, ambitious, gentle, and would lay down her life for those she loves.

[cursebreakerfarrier]

THE FARRIER FAMILY

featuring Rufus Sewell as Alphard Farrier, Caitriona Balfe as Marietta Farrier, Astrid Berges-Frisbey as Juliette ‘Jules’ Farrier, and David Lambert as Jacob Farrier

As a child, Jules was very close to her parents. She looked up to her father and wanted to have a Ministry job like he did and she wanted to be as fearless as her mother. She liked that she looked a lot like them, too, with having her father’s brown eyes, her mother’s round face and pale skin, and both of their dark hair.

Alphard was never one for physical displays of affection, but was more than happy to hug his children when they had nightmares or needed comforting. He wasn’t afraid to show that he was a dedicated father, but was more concerned with portraying himself as a man of great power who deserved the utmost respect in the general sense and even portraying himself that way to his children. It was Alphard that read bedtime stories to Jules since Jacob was never fussed about them. She loved that he could do the funny voices of the characters and read the stories with a genuine smile: a sure sign that he wasn’t just pretending to enjoy it.

Marietta was a typical over-protective mother and only let Jules and Jacob occasionally play in the nearby fields out of fear of them breaking bones or even worse. Neither Jacob nor Jules were the rough and tumble type even if they did try to climb the highest trees and slide down the bannisters, so Marietta needn’t really worry. She also tried to get her children interested in Herbology by showing them her plants that she kept in the garden greenhouse, but they both hated the subject, which initially upset her. But Marietta did introduce Jules to Alchemy and she really took to the subject, eventually taking it as an option at Hogwarts and passing her N.E.W.T. exam with flying colours. It wa some of Marietta’s proudest moments.

Alphard and Marietta were pleased when Jules was sorted into Slytherin- the house that the Farriers had been sorted into for several generations. Being a former Prefect and Head Boy himself, Alphard was determined for Jules to follow in his footsteps. He wanted her to be a shining example in all areas, both academically and personally, which she found difficult to keep up with. However, she didn’t want to disappoint them so became dedicated to her role and hoped that she was going to be better than her father at it.

As Jules grew older she drifted further apart from her parents. She completely disagreed with their ideals on blood purity and loathed the fact that they were trying to control the direction her life was heading. Both Alphard and Marietta were concerned that Jules now wanted to become a Curse-Breaker; she’d talked about being a part of Magical Law Enforcement for the majority of her childhood and for her to want to do something so reckless was, in her parents’s eyes, incredibly stupid. So naturally Jules was going to do just about anything to prove that she was more than worthy of pursuing her dream career and eventually (almost reluctantly) Alphard and Marietta gave in; they knew their daughter and they knew she wasn’t going to consider anything else.

And speaking of Curse-Breakers, Jules’s parents didn’t take kindly to the fact that she was dating Bill Weasley. Marietta especially despised the idea after trying to get her daughter to see ‘proper pureblood boys, not one of the traitorous ones’. They feuded over it for a good while and even though Marietta won the argument she could plainly see that Jules was never going to stop loving him. Jules was deeply affected where this was concerned: she was scared that her parents were going to hurt the Weasleys if she even uttered Bill’s name and for a number of years she tried to fight her feelings, but in the end they prevailed and she chose to live and love her way. She no longer wanted her life dictated by anyone other than herself.

During the Battle of Hogwarts, Alphard was hellbent on trying to get his daughter to fight on the Dark Lord’s side, saying how family had to stick together no matter what. But neither he nor Marietta had been Jules’s family in a long time. And so she persisted in trying to free herself from his iron grip, simultaneously screaming about how fighting for the Dark Lord was like fighting a losing game. This time she was determined not to let her father win over her. Bill had been with her at the time and was more than ready to duel Alphard if things escalated. But Alphard became angry and frustrated so fled back to castle to rejoin the fight. Jules never saw him again.

After the battle, Jules wasn’t sure what family was anymore. She’d been led to believe it was all about blood and honour and loyalty, but soon realised that family- whether they’re relatives or not- is about those who love you the most and about those who would protect you with their lives. And Jules found that in the Weasleys and in the friends she’d made at Hogwarts.

They were her family now.

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( @cursebreakerelmswood mentioned wanting to know more about Jules’s relationship with her parents so I made this to explore that! )