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Post by AMOS DIMITRI LESTRANGE on Jan 16, 2015 23:30:17 GMT
this ain't over , love in the middle of a firefight
He read the letter, his heart pounding. That was it, he'd made a mistake. he should have left it be. But now he was a death eater that contacted a Potter that obviously was running from his kind. Amos didn't pick up the letter for a long time, he stared at a quill debating on even replying. Amos took a deep breath and picked up the quill, glancing at the door occasionally, careful to pick each word carefully and pausing between each, Amos felt his stomach drop.
A,
I'm hardly an owl, though this is smarter than most.
I got caught up in the moment of finding you. I assure you that I will not contact again.
Goodbye.
A.
And where they said 'until next time' the last time they spoke, Amos was very particular about saying goodbye. He had the power of contact now, and he wouldn't be using it. Next time it would be his move, and Amos wouldn't do anything again. He sent the owl away, telling him not to bother waiting a reply and closed his window. He had better things to do, and now he realized it. The moment passed and he felt a wall going up around him, he would return to his guarded self. And whether or not his stomach still fluttered thinking back, Amos was stupid to think anything of it. This was over, and this was every indication of why it would fail. He should have listened to his thoughts before sending the stupid owl.
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Post by AMOS DIMITRI LESTRANGE on Jan 16, 2015 23:24:19 GMT
this ain't over , love in the middle of a firefight Heart pounding, Amos saw the owl on his window before it tapped. Possibly because he'd been staring out of it, making up his mind if, the owl returned with a letter different than the one he sent. But when he had the letter in his hand, he couldn't help but feel his body relax. He opened it and looked at the scrawl, internally going over the two words he could read. Shaking his head, he smiled. How safe. He was a potter, Amos suspected he'd been on the run a while now.
Found an old newspaper. Back when the Potters were famous, put two and two together. I'm a bit smart, you know. Either way, A. Hm, it seems we've got a first initial in common. Don't worry, I have no knowledge of your location.
He sent the letter off to Albus. Turning and glancing at the door before he could help himself. This was wrong. On more than one level. If Albus even knew who Amos was... that would be it, and it would sour. The kind eyes that he found so enticing would look at him with hatred. It was wrong to reach out, but now as the owl was flying away, Amos felt a small twinge in his gut. It would be easier to push him away now, wouldn't it? To never see him again. or talk to him. Amos closed his eyes, pacing the place behind his desk, waiting on a return. No matter how long it took.
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Post by AMOS DIMITRI LESTRANGE on Jan 16, 2015 23:21:23 GMT
this ain't over , love in the middle of a firefight
Amos had been surprised when he was looking up the waters case for his boss. The case intrigued him to the extent that he was willing to put his nose into it and work over hours. Amos wasn't going to lie, worked overtime anyway, but that was purely the fact that he enjoyed this atmosphere far beyond that of home. Much to the dismay, undoubtedly, of his fiance. He sat in his dim office and put a hand to his head when he came across a particular photo. Taken when Death Eaters killed Harry Potter, it was only a few years prior and while Amos recalled looking at the photograph, it hadn't stuck with him. Furrowing his brow he looked at the younger boy in the photograph of the daily prophet.
The eldest Lestrange felt his stomach plummet, as he desperately flipped over the paper to read the name associated to a face that looked... far too similar to the man he'd met a year ago. "Fuck." he breathed, as the his finger traced over the name of Albus Potter. He slammed the paper closed, leaning back in his chair and running a hand through his hair. There are some things, he wish he didn't know. Which was why he hadn't gone looking for the man after what happened. Amos just went on with his life, considering it to be fate that they meet and never return to one another.
That night he went home and locked himself away in his office, the image still haunted him, as did the idea that he'd... well he'd shacked up with a Potter. But more than that, there was still a nagging feeling in his stomach that was happy that he found him. Excited to have gotten a name to the face that haunted his dreams. He then began his careful and beautiful script on a piece of paper.
Albus Potter,
He began it but the sudden adrenaline pumping through his veins made his quill fall back to his desk. It was one thing to know. But to attempt to contact him. His death eaters have been working for a year or more to find the man. It'd be unlikely that he would even receive the letter.
Albus Potter,
I found you. On accident, actually. I've also discovered that I prefer black coffee. Amazing what time does, isn't it?
His heart was racing, leaving the coffee thing in there as a way of maybe hinting as to who it was? He felt so alien to this type of thing. Amos, looked around him though he knew nobody would be there. This was wrong, but with every ounce of will he had, Amos sent his owl away with the small note tied on his leg.
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Post by AMOS DIMITRI LESTRANGE on Jan 16, 2015 15:38:09 GMT
this ain't over , love in the middle of a firefight Amos walked into the three broomsticks. He'd had an errand to run in a nearby village for his job, and thought he might as well stop by. He did have a few friends at Hogwarts teaching, and because of that, he figured he may run into them. Besides, the Lestrange found he needed a good breather from work and other matters that he would certainly not get into. He stepped up to the bar ordering a whiskey but remained standing. He preferred it that way, particularly with the pub so busy, and busy for him was over ten people. He watched a few students go by and rolled his eyes, finding himself disinterested with anyone under the age of twenty years old.
Taking the whiskey he sat down at a the bar, off to the side to keep himself out of the way of people he may want to curse later. But it seemed silly for him to take a table for only one. Even if it meant more isolation for him and his nerves. He had a habit of removing himself from stressful or over active environments, but this time he was stubbornly refusing to leave. He'd wanted a drink, and damn he's going to get one and drink it it peace. Leaning back in his chair, Amos, ever tidy and neat, took a drink of his firewhiskey- not touching the stuff in years... and for good reason. | @open words; xxx notes; blerp |
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Post by AMOS DIMITRI LESTRANGE on Jan 13, 2015 18:39:45 GMT
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Taking the whiskey he sat down at a the bar, off to the side to keep himself out of the way of people he may want to curse later. But it seemed silly for him to take a table for only one. Even if it meant more isolation for him and his nerves. Amos felt distinctly that there was someone watching him, which happened often, as he was a lestrange and usually stuck out like a sore thumb, but he glanced over the faces and his eyes met someone else's long enough to raise an eyebrow. Whether it be threatening or intriguing, Amos didn't know, people interpreted his actions in whichever way they want to. Though, as he looked away to take a sip of his drink, he wondered if this woman knew him somehow, or if she didn't. And he wasn't sure which he preferred. |
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