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Meeting
Apr 12, 2008 20:50:57 GMT -5
Post by elliexwood on Apr 12, 2008 20:50:57 GMT -5
Blair waited for Anthony in the hallway where she told her to. He had slipped her a note in Charms as he walked out the door with Jessica. Blair was sure that he didn't want anyone to know, so she kept her mouth shut and didn't open it until she was alone. It said to meet her here at twelve-thirty. She sighed, tapping her heel on the cold floor. She wanted to just leave, but there was a way he wrote that she could tell he was serious. Suddenly she heard footsteps on the floor, and snuck back into the shadows and peered around the wall.
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Meeting
Apr 12, 2008 22:40:50 GMT -5
Post by Anthony Dorev on Apr 12, 2008 22:40:50 GMT -5
Anthony strode around the corner, blatantly ignoring Blair. He said the password to the prefect's bathroom and entered, making a barely perceptible motion for Blair to follow. As she entered behind him and the door shut, he said dryly, "Oh hello Blair, I didn't notice you. You shouldn't be here but if you just slipped in..." He waved his wand and the torches along the wall lit themselves. He made his way along the corridor, and stopping short before the baths, he turned and walked into what seemed to be a solid wall. As he passed through it, Blair followed closely.
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Meeting
Apr 12, 2008 22:47:22 GMT -5
Post by elliexwood on Apr 12, 2008 22:47:22 GMT -5
Blair followed him where ever he was leading her. She was fuming, having Anthony lead her around like this. She never let anyone do this. Her green eyes were slightly clouded over from frustration. He lit the torches on the walls, and a dim light cast upon the hallway, causing odd shapes on the floors and walls. Finally they stopped. She glanced in his direction, seeing he was looking at the wall to her left. She crossed her arms and glared at the floor.
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Meeting
Apr 14, 2008 20:15:04 GMT -5
Post by bellatrix on Apr 14, 2008 20:15:04 GMT -5
Out of a shadowy corner appeared some sort of dark looking figure. As the light reached her pale skin and dark eyes, it was obvious who this was. Her black hair hung around her face in curls, half of it tied back in a green ribbon. Her clothing was hidden by a dark green, almost black robe, similar to the black school robes they wore, only on the right breast of this particular garment was a crest of her ancestors, both Lestrange and Black. Her posture was straight and finally she lifted her head.
Eta Lestrange, of course, who would anyone else be expecting.
"Took you long enough. You said twelve forty-five. It's one o'clock." The look on her face was not particulary forgiving. She folded her arms, wand in hand. It was similar to what her mother's had once been, but thirteen inches instead of twelve and three quarters and made of cherry with dragon heartstring. It was best not to threaten her. Not with a wand that size. It was long and thick enough to cause a decent welt if slapped with it. Who needed magic to fight anyway?
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Meeting
Apr 14, 2008 21:07:55 GMT -5
Post by Andi Lupin on Apr 14, 2008 21:07:55 GMT -5
Derrek creeped swiftly down the hallways making sure he asn't caught along the way. He loved late night meetings, the night was always when he worked best. It empowered him almost. Made him feel.. at home, so to speak. Tonight, it was harder than usual to make his way to their usual meeting place as he was in charge of bringing a toad. It was a nasty creature, but he wouldn't dare to get on Anthony's bad side. He'd stolen the toad from some kid.. Longbottom was it? Not like it mattered to him anyways, they were all the same.. low life, worthless, fools. But, they could wait. Soon, he'd be on top of them all. He slipped into the prefect's bathroom quite later than usual. "Sorry about being ate. I had to nick the toad from Gryffindor tower.."
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Meeting
Apr 15, 2008 15:07:44 GMT -5
Post by elliexwood on Apr 15, 2008 15:07:44 GMT -5
Blair looked at Derrek. "You thing nicking a toad is bad?" She asked, her eyes darkening slightly. "Imagine having to get a chicken up here from the dungeons!" She rolled her eyes, causing a look of aggrivation from Derrek. "Anthony, we're here, and we've brought the stuff," she looked at Anthony Dorev expectantly.
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Meeting
May 16, 2008 21:57:21 GMT -5
Post by Anthony Dorev on May 16, 2008 21:57:21 GMT -5
Anthony closed his eye slightly and breathed in deeply. There was times such as these when he felt nearly serene; a plan on the verge of taking place, a long awaited moment. He stepped forward, cutting off any more talk, and his voice echoed sharply in the room, though he was speaking softly. "Muggles. The root of all pure wizard's problems. The filthy, rasping, dredging dirt that for some reason shares our same status. Our status of rulers. More even. We hide and grovel, to "protect" the good of the people. The good of the people would be under wizards. Under our rule. A muggle life means nothing to a wizard, a pure wizard, yet we share our power. Our right. The time is now to reclaim that right. Our blood right. We as wizards must make this happen." Anthony beckoned his group forward around the cauldron in the middle of the room. He carefully took out the basilisk venom and poured into the already made potion. the potion bubbled and hissed, and he motioned to Blair and Derek to bring the toad and the rooster.
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Meeting
May 16, 2008 22:37:43 GMT -5
Post by Andi Lupin on May 16, 2008 22:37:43 GMT -5
Derrek nodded slightly as Anthony talked. Of course, these were the values that Derrek had held for years, and now he was finally doing something about it. Derrek was never one to stand in the spotlight of anything, and now that Anthony was here he wouldn't have to. He could help from behind the scenes, still making a point, but not taking all the credit. Derrek stepped forward and handed Anthony the toad, stepping back as soon as it was out of his hands. Anthony scared him a little, sometimes he was a little too creepy, a little too intense. Derrek closed is eyes and shook the thought. He sometimes felt that Anthony could read his mind, almost as if he was constantly performing Occlumency on him, and everyone else around, but maybe he was just perceptive.
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Meeting
May 18, 2008 21:03:33 GMT -5
Post by elliexwood on May 18, 2008 21:03:33 GMT -5
Blair nodded. Muggles were an outrage to society, and she wondered with so many other witches and wizards who shared these same views how they were still around. Blair stepped forward with Derrek. She looked at Anthony's eyes, so deep, so full of something no one could really place, yet everyone knew was there. Some were creeped out by Anthony. Heck, almost all of Hogwarts was. But Blair knew that if you didn't get on his bad side, everything would be perfectly fine.
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