Amadeus Koenig

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DARLIN', I THINK YOU'RE SWEET. 
AMADEUS JOHANNES KOENIG

Eye color: Black, with frequent use of blue contacts.

Height: 6’4

Occupation: Junior Undersecretary to the Mistress of Magic

Former House: Ravenclaw

Several years ago there was a bright, brilliant wizard who worked tirelessly for the ministry under the department for the regulation and control of magical creatures. He was a young man, just a few years out of school with a radiant future, a solid work ethic, and a favorable disposition. He was a yes-man, of course, and because of that, a favorite amongst superiors. Having no family he was able to dedicate his life to his job, working long and vigorous hours, taking on even the most strenuous of tasks. Amongst co workers he was well liked and genuine though he had little time to socialize. He was busy, but that is the way he liked things, willing to take on heavy responsibility to get things done. His name was Amadeus Koenig.

One evening there was a late night call to a remote muggle farm, and Amadeus having volunteered for the graveyard shift, was the one to answer it, briskly apparating to the location expecting to find the atypical fairie infestation or cow-spooking ghost. Instead what greeted him in that dark cornfield was a trail of blood. Despite being frightened Amadeus was confident he could handle whatever the source might have been. It may have been arrogance or a desire to prove himself- whatever it was, it was a lapse in his judgement the moment he disembarked to discover its origin with his wand readied, Amadeus was doomed to fail. 

Everything happened in a flash. As he neared closer to the barn a feral noise reached his ear unlike one he had ever heard. He racked his brain and his blood ran hot and heavy like a prized racehorse. The noise stopped and so did his footsteps. Before him laid a dead muggle woman, pale, with her eyes open and frozen in terror, much the same as how Amadeus was feeling. Then, something bit him- something so fast he had hardly caught glimpse of the ghoulish creature. Pale, gaunt, but familiar and certainly humanoid. The last thing he remembered doing was sending several red sparks up into the air- a cry for help- and losing consciousness.

Amadeus woke in a cage with an insatiable appetite and the desire to kill. That man who had been attacked in the cornfield had died. The papers even wrote about his unfortunate death. They wrote about after killing the newborn vampire which had bit him, they had no choice but to end the young man's life in a similar nature, destroying him from the creature he would surely become and the shame he would bring upon his name. 

But Amadeus wasn't killed that evening and lived- well, kind of. The Amadeus that his coworkers had known was most definitely deceased, his skin cold and his heart pulseless. Even the inklings of his old personality seemed to dissipate into that fateful evening, leaving the former wizard a hollow and untamed shell of his former personhood. Of course some semblance of civility would return to Amadeus over time, but as a new born and a new born without a maker, he was as feral as the vampire that had bit him. 

It took several years, most of which were spent in solitary with a few minor deaths accidents along the way. The Ministry felt responsible for what had happened to Amadeus and therefore took the baby vampire into their care, doing the best they could to essentially raise him in secret and away from the gouging eye of the public. With the use of dragon's blood they sufficiently quelled the young man's bloodlust and slowly reintroduced him back into the public. While there were a few mistakes and relapses along the way, he proved to be just- if not more diligent than ever before. 

Seeing as Amadeus was now a Magical Creature himself, he opted for a transfer of departments to avoid any further potential conflicts with other magical creatures. After several moves from department to department he seems to have settled into the Junior Undersecretary position.

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LIKES
Living lushly and yielding to desires. Amadeus enjoys smoking, drinking, and his sexuality. Seeing as there is now little risk in these activities he thoroughly indulges. His drink of choice is whiskey (Fire or Jaimie will do) and smokes nat shermans. 

Menswear, and he has rather expensive tastes at that. He seems to have a large preference for muggle designers like Alexander McQueen and Vivienne Westwood. Seldom is he not fully put together. He prefers the look of suits over robes.

There is something very attractive to Amadeus about purity- perhaps because his own was taken so abruptly from him. 

Blood, obviously. On an instinctual level it is very alluring and smells quite sweet. So much that other scents and sights just seem so pale in comparison. 

Cats- he thinks they're cute. Proud owner of a tabby named Salvador. 

DISLIKES
Garlic/sun and other typical vampire shit. Potentially fatal but mostly just bothersome, he would prefer to stay away from these things. 

There is an innate bitterness that he still holds against the Ministry over what happened, despite being his employers. However, it is a difficult grudge to hold seeing that not one individual is particularly responsible.