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Post by Deleted on Jan 25, 2015 12:23:13 GMT
Heather had meant to just stay on Diagon Alley. She had a few supplies she needed to pick up, mostly more quills and parchment. She preferred the muggle way of typing things up, but that wasn’t going to get her published due to the current state of affairs. So quills and parchment it was. Plus since she was going down there she figured she would stop at Madam Malkin’s and at least peek at what was new. Her robes were starting to look a little worse for the wear. Heather was slow going about her shopping, enjoying the people watching. It was a busy day and there were plenty of people to observe.
It was quite distracting for the poor spacey witch. Instead of heading to the shops she needed to go to she ended up popping into ice cream shop instead. At least that hadn’t taken too long. Ice cream cone in hand, she continued her stroll down the alley. She observed the other people going about their business, getting some inspiration for her writing. Heather wasn’t the best with directions even when she was paying attention to where she was going. When she wasn’t paying attention it was much worse.
So of course she took a turn very much down the wrong street and ended up in Knockturn Alley. It took her a few minutes to realize where she was and she ended up quite a bit down the street. ”Oh bollocks” she muttered, tossing her ice cream in a trash bin. ”Now how to get back” She turned around a couple times, looking around the street. On her third turn she bumped straight into someone. ”Oh goodness so..” her apologized died on her lips as she realized who it was, the man who had tortured her.
”Y..you” she sputtered, taking a few steps back, unfortunately knocking her back into a wall. The memories flooded into her mind of the pain that went on for hours. She truly didn’t know where her mother was, but the death eaters of course didn’t believe her. So it was crucio curse after crucio curse until they finally gave up. She closed her eyes, trying to make the thoughts go away. Her hands were clenched into fists and she had the desire to punch. That didn’t seem like the best idea given their location and she was too scared of what his retaliation may be.
THANK YOU MALIA TATE FROM ADOXOGRAPHY |
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22
Age
occlumens / werewolf
Ability/Race
DEATH EATERS
Allegiance
DURMSTRANG
Former House
POTIONS PROFESSOR
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Post by NICOLAUS JAKOB GREYBACK on Jan 29, 2015 4:54:16 GMT
` NICOLAUS GREYBACK :  @heather as someone, who had become a death eater as soon as he was done with durmstrang, nic had plenty of enemies. enemies in the form of those that he tortured or people, whom their family members that he had killed. he knew nothing could change what had happened to any of them, but he wasn't seeking each person out and apologizing for his actions. since being around charlotte finnigan, his alliance towards anyone had been faltered. he had warned her of the soon to be attack on st. mungo's despite the fact that he was a death eater. nic had never needed to warn her, but he felt it was necessary after all the backstabbing that the death eaters had done to him recently. from assaulting his sister to trying to get him to kill or turn charlie into a werewolf, the actions were easily pointing out to him that they were losing their faith in him. something that was not a good sign despite them finding out about the order thanks to his discovery. while he had done a good deed of making the information of the attack aware, he hadn't done much else to show that he was slowly losing his faith in the death eaters. anyone else that encountered him, assumed him to be the same as he had always been. the rude remarks that came out of his mouth sometimes weren't out of the ordinary. he was a greyback after all and had grown up around fenrir. knockturn alley had been one of the first places that fenrir visited with his sons thus nic knew of it very well. he knew where each shop was located and how to get diagon alley from knockturn. knockturn was nowhere near as big as diagon, but it was a place that was eerily frightening to anyone that stood out. with death eaters running around, it was still that way since knockturn alley had many homeless witches and wizards wandering about it as well. they weren't afraid of robbing anyone that looked like they had money though stayed away from anyone that they knew to hold a powerful name to themselves. nic had been walking down the street, those same people avoiding him since they knew he was a greyback. they knew he was a werewolf as well. one person that did not stay away from him was heather jones, who had bumped right into his chest. he remembered her from when he and other death eaters had tortured her for the whereabouts of her mother. it had been a few years ago, but it wasn't hard to forget names or faces when hours were spent torturing them. nic said, "you could watch where you are going." she had backed up into the wall behind her though he made no move towards her. perhaps in the past, he might have. he did note that she had her hands balled into fists and would have been ready to throw a spell at her, if she tried anything since his wand was in his pocket.
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