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Post by alicia on Jun 30, 2009 19:46:29 GMT -5
Lilly stormed out of her home, too many of her family were trying to convince her to get re-sorted and hope for another house, she didn't understand why the hell they can't be satisfied with her being in Slytherin. It may have been a shock to the family, but they were just silly houses at school based on their personalities, and if she was in cunning Slytherin so be it. The argument she had, had put her in the foulest of moods. She felt like going somewhere far away, but with the only place that popped into her head was Hogsmeade. She soon arrived wondering around, it was starting to get late however she didn't care that much. She soon arrived outside of The Three Broomsticks, she sighed and stormed in, the door slamming behind her. Great entrance idiot. she said to herself. She walked up to the bar and sat down on one of the stools. "Butterbear please" she muttered quietly feeling people staring at her, she didn't bother turning around. The drink arrived and she took a sip, it lightened her mood slightly. I can't believe them, all of them.. some family they are she shouted inside, she just wanted too scream. She finally gained the courage to look around her, it was almost empty, she turned back round and took another sip of her drink. She just wanted to calm down, perhaps she had picked the wrong place to be.
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Post by jack on Jun 30, 2009 19:57:55 GMT -5
Jack walked into the bar with a lit cigarette hanging out of the corner of his mouth. He noticed how empty the bar was, and smirked. He then looked to the bar where a nervous looking witch stood behind it, and he almost laughed. Of course people would be wary of the place, after all it had only been two days earlier that the normal bartender had been murdered. Little did they know that the man who had killed him had just walked in the door. He took a drag of his cigarette, and went to take his normal seat at the bar, but found that a young girl now occupied it so he took the seat to her right. He looked up at the bartender with a smile. "A bottle of your finest fire whiskey." She nodded and pulled out the bottle placing it on the table before him with a glass. He poured himself a glass then finished his cigarette. He flicked the butt out the door as someone walked out of it. Then he downed his glass and looked at the girl next to him. "Well you look like you've had a hard day."
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Post by alicia on Jun 30, 2009 20:03:17 GMT -5
She heard the door to the pub open, she merely glanced to see who it was.. someone she hadn't recognised she turned her head back to the bar. just keep to yourself and there will be no trouble she reassured herself, she took another sip of the butterbear, it hardly cheered her up. She heard the man take the seat to her right, she dared not look. So she kept staring down at her glass, in the corner of her eye she watched him down his drink, she was so nervous now. But why? She need'nt be.. should she? She seemed to get a cold aura coming of him, and the miniute he spoke she wasn't sure it was too her. She looked at her and noticed him looking at her. "Yeah its been bad.." she replied simply and then turned back to stare at her glass, eventually taking another few sips.
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Post by jack on Jun 30, 2009 20:15:57 GMT -5
Jack normaly wasn't to social, and he would have let the conversation drop, but there was something about this girl, and he wasn't sure exactly what it was. He glanced at the bar tender who was lingering on their side of the bar. Under his gaze she quickly went to the other side of the bar acting as if nothing had happened. He then scanned the bar, and noted three customers other than himself, and the girl. Then he looked back to the girl as he poured another glass of fire whiskey. "You know everyone has bad days, but things always get better. Just the other day I was so upset I could have killed someone, but some things happened and today I'm in a very good mood. So what's got you down? I may be able to brighten your day."
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Post by alicia on Jun 30, 2009 20:22:59 GMT -5
Jenny looked at him. It was a pretty lame attempt for a conversation she thought to herself, though to calm her down she decided to tell him her story. "My dad.." she started, "well my whole family are trying to force me to get resorted at school because apparently Slytherin isn't good enough as far as their concered. They think i should have been Griffendor like my dad and mom and the rest of my family, or maybe a Ravenclaw. But i dont want too..." she stopped, what the hell was she doing talking to a stranger?
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Post by jack on Jun 30, 2009 20:29:37 GMT -5
Jack smirked. "Well I don't exactly understand your situation where as I never attended hogwarts, but both of my parents did, and they where both in Slytherin. They are the only people I have ever respected. Now I don't see why this would bother you though. It shouldn't matter to you how anyone else feels about what house you are in It should only matter how you feel about it." Jack laughed a little bit. "I don't see why they should care so much what house you are in either as long as you do well in the school." Now Jack was even confusing himself. He was sure that soon this girl would see through him so he decided to try to get information on her. "I'm Jack Perevel, and you are?" He decided not to use his mothers last name as his because he did not want to give it away that he was associated with the death eaters.
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Post by alicia on Jun 30, 2009 20:35:32 GMT -5
"Yeah its complicated... its a complicated family." she answered him. He said he respected his parents, she thought that would have been caused by a good relationship or something. She didnt really care, she turned to look exactly who she was talking to. He was older than her, that was obvious, she wondered why he never went Hogwarts but thought enquiring into his personal life wasn't the best way to keep peace with people. She thought about telling her name.. she had nothing to fear did she? "Im Lilly... Lilly Potter" she muttered hoping others in the bar hadn't heard, she hated being pointed out as a potter, she resembled too much of her father though they never really interacted as much as they did when she was little, she had changed and gained her own opinions and like a natural family they differed and they had eventually drifted apart.
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Post by jack on Jun 30, 2009 21:02:21 GMT -5
Jack listened as she spoke, but when she said her name everything changed a wide grin spread accross his face. He withdrew his wand, and pointed it at her. Ropes shot out of the end and tied her to the chair. He quickly turned to the bar flicking his wand to the door which locked with an audible click. "Avada Kedavra" With a green flash one of the three customers dropped dead. With in seconds there had been two more green flashes and the other two customers were dead as well. Jack now had his wand on the bar tender. "Funny that I should dispatch you only two days after I killed the last bar tender, but please don't blame me. Blame Miss. Potter here. If it wasn't for her showing up here you wouldn't have had to be here to witness my kidnapping her and you would be allowed to live." The woman was sitting on the floor tears pouring from her eyes. "Avada Kedavra" Another green flash, and the woman was dead. Jack then turned to Lily. "Sorry about this Miss. Potter. It's nothing personal I just need a way to lure your father into a trap so that I can kill him. Also I am sorry for Lieing to you my name is Jack but it's not Perevell it's really Jack Riddle. I am the one and only child of the dark lord, and I will kill your father for killing mine."
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Post by alicia on Jun 30, 2009 21:10:04 GMT -5
Lilly watched as the grin appeared on his face, she knew something was wrong and the minuite he pointed his wand at her she knew it. "what..." but before she managed ropes had tied her down. She watched in horror as he went around killing those who were sat innocently, and he had blamed it all on her. She struggled with the ropes but knew it was no good. Even if she did run, she had no wand to protect herself. can this day get any worse she said to herself. She sat quietly for a little while, not knowing what to go, she had never been kidnapped before, but she would be pathetic and plead for him to let her go. She had never known the dark lord had had a son, and she was sat infront of him. She looked down at her knees wondering what he was waiting for, nobody would come looking for her yet, her parents wouldnt get worried till a few days later. She yet again didn't look up she was trying to hold back tears but failing miserably.
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Post by jack on Jun 30, 2009 21:18:24 GMT -5
Jack rolled his eyes at her tears. He walked right up to her, and he looked her directly in her eyes. "There is no need to cry I do not intend on hurting you at all. There is also no need for things to be unpleasant while you are my hostage. I do not expect for this to be over all to soon in fact I intend on letting your father sweat it out for a while before I contact him. If you are good I will let you walk freely in my house. If you are really good I will teach you things that your family would try to keep you sheltered from. Now when ever you are ready I will apparate us to my house."
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Post by alicia on Jun 30, 2009 21:27:17 GMT -5
She was surprised to see him even bother with her, even more so that he told her he wasn't going to hurt her, that was her main worry, the second would be he was going to kill her dad and he showed determination. She hoped he spoke the truth when he said that nothing would happen to her.. but who could trust someone who had just kidnapped you. She opened her mouth to speak "ok" she managed nodding her head letting him know she was ready to go. She would rather not be sat in a pub with her kidnapper and a few dead bodies, she wondered where his home was.. but was more curious to know what he was going to teach her.
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Post by jack on Jul 1, 2009 7:12:25 GMT -5
Jack smirked. He could practicaly see the wheels in her head turning. "If I were going to kill or hurt you you can believe that I would tell you. You won't be able to get away from me any ways." He turned to look at the bodies. With a few flicks of his wand all of the bodies had been nailed to the wall in the pub. He liked to be dramatic. Now the people of hogsmeade would be terrified, and the three broomsticks would have one hell of a hard time getting a new bartender never mind customers. He laughed as he turned back to Lily, and put a hand on her shoulder. Then they disapparated.
((To be continued in the old riddle house.))
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