Durmstrang Institute is the wizarding school located in the northern regions of Norway, it's known for its study in Dark Arts magic and accepting boys of pureblood and half-blood status. Their castle wasn't as big as other wizarding schools yet it was still four stories tall, it was never any source of light except when lighting fires for specifically for magical purposes. The dark skies roared over the dim school, lightening flashed as the rain fell harder, a storm was brewing in more ways than one. The halls were quiet and still, most of the school had traveled to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry in Scotland for the Triwizard Tournament. Deep in the dungeons bathrooms were a few boys getting ready for bed, the shower door swung open with a burst of steam escaping. A light pale fifteen year old teen stepped out wrapping a black towel around his waist, grabbing his red mini towel to dry his blonde hair. He wiped off the foggy mirror just as the last student left, he stood staring at his reflection, he wasn't scrawny but was well built with a decent amount of muscles. He stood 5'9 with a pair of gray eyes, a six pack, and a smile that could get him away with murder. His name is Ares, named after the Greek God, his father wanting him to embrace the name and become like the God. He was a dangerous force, overwhelming and destructive, the God of war, bloodshed and violence. He was born into two of the Sacred Twenty-Eight, the Malfoys and the Blacks. Ares always thought being apart of the Malfoy and Black family was probably the best thing that could've happened to him. The Malfoy family was independently wealthy, with no need to work for a living, rather than sit on the throne, they are happy to be the master controlling the puppet. His father, Lucius always talked of the family's pure-blood status, always teaching his children about the dark arts and how one day the Dark Lord would return. His mother, Narcissa was from the noble and most ancient house of Black, who was one of the most largest, oldest and wealthiest pure blooded wizarding families in Britain. They supported the belief of elevated status and wealth, they disdained muggles, squibs, blood traitors and muggle borns. In their eyes people like muggle-borns were considered to have dirty and common blood, who were undeserving of magic and it's education. Ares and his brother were taught to marry those of their status, or they would be removed from the family tree with no further communication. He learned of several family members from the Black family that were no longer considered family for their decisions. His aunt Andromeda and cousin Sirius were burned from the family tree for marrying a muggle-born wizard and being a blood traitor. Once you are burned from the tree, you are to refrain from mentioning the names. Ares took a great deal of interest upon learning that majority of the Malfoys and Blacks were in support of the Dark Lord. He was bestowed the knowledge that many of his family members had become death eaters although many on his mother's side never took the mark but believed in the purification. Whenever he did question the older members about their beliefs that would always reply "toujours pur" meaning 'always pure' in French. He was supposed to be enrolled in Hogwarts however his grandfather, Abraxas Malfoy stretched that Durmstrang will be of better teaching the importance of their beliefs. He had just finished his last class of his fifth year, he dried his blonde hair, dressing in his all black suit and shoes heading out to the ship.