Lestat Zherdev Full Name: Lestat Edward Zherdev
Gender: Male
Birthday: February 29 2011
Age: 23
Blood: Halfblood
Birth Place: Moscow, Russia
Nationality: Russian
Current Residence: London United Kingdom
Family: Ricardo Grew in a rich pureblood family who were very strict. So when Richardo fell for a beautiful muggle they threatened to disown him. Though Richardo wouldn't be swayed with or without his parents permission he was going to take Elena to be his wife. He was disowned by them and was told that he was no longer part of the Feofan family so he chose the last name Zherdev and married the love of his life. After two miscarriages Elena finally gave birth to her first child a son who they named Lestat. The name means status though they were sure that Lestat would never have any status in either of their worlds.
Ricardo was taught to hate everyone who was not a pureblood however his attitudes began to change when he met Elena. Right from the beginning he wanted to get to know her and be with her. When he found out that she was a muggle he spent months wrestling with his mind. Until he could not ignore the love that he had for the girl and he didn't care any more what anyone thought. He was even ready to face his parents about what he was going to do and that was when he was given the choice to either break up with Elena or leave the family and he chose to leave the family as he could not ignore his love for her.
History: Lestat is the only child of Ricardo and Elena Zherdev he was considered a miracle as Elena was considered barren after her second miscarriage. He grew up as a very pampered child though his parents were poor they tried to give him everything that he wanted to the best of their ability.
When he was ten his family moved to England and on his eleventh birthday he was discovered to be a young wizard. He was sent to Hogwarts where he struggled for the first couple of years until he came into his own and soon he worked his way to be the top of his class.
When he heard about his grandparents betrayal to his father well the set that would of been his grandparents on his father's side he decided to make them pay for disowning his father. So he hunted them down and killed them for just disowning his father because he happened to fall for a muggle though he did wish that he didn't have any mixed blood and was a pureblood. The main reason he killed his parents was a mixture of anger and rage had tried just torturing them but that wasn't enough they were not going to break. They were not going to take his father back into their family or take him in. He was left with no choice in his mind. 'It screamed kill them. Kill them they are no good to you or your family. They don't deserve to live.' He could think of nothing but killing his father's grandparents. So he finally went through it using Avada Kedavra. His grandmother who he killed last was shocked that he even knew the spell though she didn't have long to ponder before she gave up her last breath.
Appearance: Lestat is 6'5 is rather muscular. He has bright blue eyes his hair is longer on the top then the sides. He likes to wear military jackets with white t shirts and black ripped jeans with black combat boots.
Personality: Lestat is rather crude and cruel to anyone who rubs him the wrong way. He likes the sight of blood especially if it is from his hands. He also likes how powerful he feels when he is in control of person's life either by magic or by physical means. However deep down he just wants to be loved and understood.
Lestat dislikes little children he thinks they are just pathetic how they are reliant on their parents. Though he secretly would love to have one of his own to raise in the ways of the dark wizards before him to help form the next generation of dark wizards. He has tried several times to get an apprentice so that he could do just that but he has always failed to keep one. He also dislikes following rules and any form authority though he will follow rules to stay alive if he has to.
He prefers to remain in the shadows and not to be noticed for anything. He will take the blame however from those who are of a higher rank then himself if he was asked to. Though he would prefer not to unless he is ordered to. He also tends to remain quiet unless he is spoken to as he believes the best wizards are those who listen to what is going on around them and then decided what the best action to take from there would be.
When Lestat is recognized for his accomplishments he is rather modest though he may not come across that way at times. Being the quiet type he gives rather good advice when he finally does speak. Though most do not want to follow the advice that he gives. At times he wishes that when he wants to speak that other's would listen to what he has to say.
Lestat was more then thrilled that the leader of the Reapers had called a meeting now maybe they could start cleaning out the rats that had infiltrated their ranks. Though of course he had no idea who they were though he had his ideas. He apparated to the shack with his hood on and took a seat at the table after bowing slightly to the Dark Lord. "My Lord" He then looked at the other's who had showed up before him recognizing the beauty who he wanted and her adopted son though it was she that he wanted to get with her but she was already taken by another man he wanted that man who had her arm to be dead so he could sweep in and take her as his own he wanted that beauty by his side.
He knew however that he should find his own girl but he wanted the one who he couldn't have. He wanted to be the one that she wanted to see at the end of the night not man who she was with. Her golden eyes he chestnut hair she was just perfect. A stunning image yet she had to be already taken curse the gods why did he have to be in love with a beauty that was taken by another man. He then turned his focus reluctantly back to his leader himself. He really wanted to focus on the flower that was the one who he wanted to be on his arm though she wasn't the leader she wasn't even second she was third in command yet he wanted her to be his queen the queen of his heart.
Sighing as he listened to what was said though he couldn't really focus. His eyes kept drifting to the woman he wanted to be his but would never be able to have.