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Post by isabella on Jul 5, 2010 18:57:55 GMT -5
 SOMETIMES I FIND IT HARD• to believe there's someone else who could be •JUST AS MESSED UP AS MEIsabella had been taken away from the world during the summer. Her care keeper, James, who had been taking care of her since she was young and her mother left, took her away and into hiding in Romania. She wouldn't go on her own free will, so he was forced to charm her, and then, about a week into the summer, they were found by death eaters. The ones that found them wanted to make her one of them, but James wouldn't allow it and, therefore, led her away, in the process losing his life. While in hiding, Bella had a serious head injury that left her with amnesia as well as being unconscious for a few days. Upon waking up, groggy and confused, she automatically apparated home in an attempt to find anyone she knew. Unfortunately though, that brought her right into the hands of about twenty death eaters.
Barely able to escape from them, she found herself at the iron gates of Hogwarts. Not sure of who would be around when she got inside, and not really caring, Bella made a quick sprint for the large wooden doors. The pouring rain soaking her thoroughly, she ran with tears in her eyes and her wand gripped tightly in her hand, her grey eyes scanning the darkness for whatever might be out there. She finally came to the doors that she opened with a high pitched squeaking sound and looked around at the dimly lit hall. She remembered being there in her fourth year, but nothing past that. She leaned against the door and slouched down, tears now streaking her pale white skin, not being able to go into the sun nearly all summer and she layed her head in her hands.
One thing a Swan never did was cry. That's what her father always told her. Ever since she was little. Bell never really listened to that saying ever, she was never afraid to cry, just afraid to cry in front of others. She remembered crying in her fourth year when she broke her ankle, but the only person there was Lisa Green, her best friend since childhood. She wondered where she would be at that moment. Isabella knew she should be in the common room, looking for a familiar face, any familiar face. Looking around she decided the best person to find was a teacher. They would be able to help her better, not to mention be able to explain why she couldn't remember anything up until the summer before her fifth year.
Standing up, she listened as her hair and clothes dripped onto the floor. Her face stung from the rain, and her eyes burned red from her tears, but she still knew where to go. The North Tower, from there, she could see everything that was going on down on the grounds. That's where she'd spend the night until she knew it was safe. Slowly she made her way up the moving staircases, her shirt, now see through, clinging to her small frame and her dark jeans rubbed against her thighs, making it uncomfortable and loud when she walked. Finally, she made it to the North Tower, and on the last step, she slipped on the water that had dripped from her hair and slipped with a loud thud on the stone steps. As she slid down about five steps before catching herself, she hit her chin, causing her tooth to puncture her lower lip. She cringed at the taste of her blood and listened for any movements or changes, worried that her thud had alerted someone nearby.
WORDS ! a lot 
OUTFIT ! pants shirt only see through hair lol
LYRICS ! sometimes by skillet
TEMPLATE ! PANIC! ITS LAUZ @ CAUTION
NOTES ! sorry it's so suckish
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Post by phoenixphyre2 on Jul 5, 2010 20:04:34 GMT -5
Tiberius Greyback was working late into the night for Astronomy. The new term had just started and life was hectic for the professor newly out of Hogwarts. It came as a shock to him that the Headmaster and school professors let him teach Astronomy. They were at a shortage of professors and Tiberius had always excelled at Astronomy. Of course, not many people knew he was a werewolf. The thing that came as a bigger shock was the fact that his twin brother, Demitri Greyback was chosen to teach History of Magic. Dem was a complete player who cared for nothing but girls. It was the actual reason he chose to teach. And History of Magic?! What a joke!
The Greyback professor hated his brother beyond compare. Part of him knew there was a demon inside, but the other half refused to succumb to that. At a young age, it just started at the point where they competed for everything. Literally everything from grades to girls to Quidditch skills. Now Demitri had lost interest in everything but girls. He had even stooped to the pitiful level of raping girls. Their relationship at turned into genuine hatred. It was even possible that they would attempt to kill at the sight of each other.
Putting down his papers, Tiberius breathed in and out deeply. Anger and disappointment swelled in his head. Luckily, it was not a full moon tonight. Otherwise, he would probably find himself waking up exhaustedly in the middle of a forest with scars, bruises, and what not on his body. Well Tiberius did not need to have it be a full moon to transform into a werewolf. This was a quality that he shared with his dead father. But during a full moon, the Slytherin would forcibly be turned into a werewolf. He had forgotten to take his Wolfsbane Potion for this month. It was the one flaw that he had. Sometimes Ty would not remember to take the potion and would end up running in the forest for his monthly evening rampage. Jack had arranged that for him and made sure no one other than expressed by him knew about his...problem.
Tiberius Greyback was not the most down to earth person you would ever meet. This meaning that he was quite full of himself in public and tended to have reservations toward the people whom he would allow to be seen with. At the top of the list of people he would not allow to be seen with among others were Hufflepuffs. At least, Gryffindors could be commended and respected for their ‘bravery and loyalty’. Ravenclaws were somewhat intelligent. What good were Hufflepuffs? That was his basic attitude and mindset towards that house. One example of such a girl was Dominique Weasley, now the Hogwarts Nurse! It may have sounded personal, but Tiberius absolutely hated her. She was cocky, outspoken, and irritating. Nothing like what a 'model Hufflepuff' should be. Much less a Head Girl for Hogwarts. But Analeigh Scofield was completely different. And she managed to dispel some of his dislike and bias against Hufflepuffs. Well maybe just for her. Ana was sweet, innocent, beautiful, and shared his interests. So maybe his dislike for Hufflepuffs was just personal and completely irrational. But that was just the person he was.
Luckily, it was not a full moon the night before. Otherwise, he would probably find himself waking up exhaustedly in the middle of a forest with scars, bruises, and what not on his body. Well Tiberius did not need to have it be a full moon to transform into a werewolf. This was a quality that he shared with his dead father. But during a full moon, the Slytherin would forcibly be turned into a werewolf. He had forgotten to take his Wolfsbane Potion for this month. It was the one flaw that he had. Sometimes Ty would not remember to take the potion and would end up running in the forest for his monthly evening rampage. Jack had arranged that for him and made sure no one other than expressed by him knew about his...problem. It was quite awkward getting up this morning for Tiberius Greyback. Most times, he would be hung over from drinking the night away. He would sometimes be found exhaustedly sleeping due to a night out as a werewolf.
Tiberius Greyback got up from his desk and walked over to his bookcase. He was about to grab a book from it, but he hesitated for a second. First, the Professor looked around him to make sure no one was there and grinned. Then, he pulled out the book slowly and breathed in deeply. It was his favorite book and of course, it was about Dark Magic and Death Eaters. Every time he read it, it seemed to fill him with energy and could turn even his worst day into a day worth remembering. Taking the book back to his desk, Ty skimmed through a few pages. This book held the darkest secrets of the Death Eaters and Dark Magic itself. It witheld information on Lord Voldemort's power and the Dark Lords before him.
Suddenly, he heard a loud thud from outside his office. It had to be someone there. He shut his book immediately and spell bound it. Then, Tiberius strode quickly outside and towards the stairs. About five steps below him was a poor girl coiled up on the slippery, cold stone steps of Hogwarts. After a minute, his eyes grew wider as they adjusted to the lighting and recognized who it was. Could it really be her? Isabella Swan? The last time he had seen her was when a group of Death Eaters led by him were sent to capture her. But she had escaped barely. Hopefully, she did not remember him. He rushed down over to her and bent closely next to her. She was bleeding slightly and shivering from the cold rain that covered her body. "Here let me help you. Don't worry I won't hurt you." said Tiberius as he slowly lifted her up. Her leg was hurt. "Put your weight on me. We can go into my office."
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Post by isabella on Jul 5, 2010 20:55:24 GMT -5
SOMETIMES I FIND IT HARD• to believe there's someone else who could be •JUST AS MESSED UP AS MEIn the amount of time it took Isabella to fall, she had already contemplated what she would do if and when someone heard her. Mostly, her plan consisted of her putting a wand to his throat and threatening to paralize them from the neck down if they so much as mention her name to anyone. She pinned her back to the wall and looked from the top of the stairs to the bottom. No one yet. Atempting to stand up, she felt a shooting pain fly throughout her entire body, originating from her ankle though and she looked down to see her left ankle slightly swollen and she cursed under her breath. Looking around, she pulled her knees to her chest, leaving her ankle out flat and frowned softly, sniffling due to the cold on her skin.
At the sound of a door opening, she looked towards the top of the steps and tightened the grip on her wand. Then, a professor, or who she tought was a professor came out. At the sight of her he seemed to hesitate, and in that instant, her instinct kicked in. No professor would have hesitated that long at the sight of a student, let alone one that was drenched and out past curfew. Something wasn't right about him. She didn't remember having him as a teacher, or even seeing him throughout the school, and that was another reason she didn't trust him. Then he moved and so did she. Tripping him so that he would fall on his back, she put her wand to his throat, so busy trying to protect herself, she didn't hear his words.
Scowling slightly she looked him in the eyes, trying to find some idea of who he was by the way he looked. "Who are you?" she asked the simple question with so much venem in the words, she was surprised he didn't feel the sting of it. Her ankle felt like it was on fire, and her clothes were still soaking wet and with her leaning on him the way she was, his probably were too. She tried as hard as she could to remember who he was to her, but she just couldn't. And that's when she wondered if it was because of the hit she suffered that she was sleep for three months, or was it that she was charmed. The throbbing coming from the left part of her head didn't help with the deciding part of it all.
TAGGED ! Tiberius
WORDS ! a lot
OUTFIT ! pants shirt only see through hair lol
LYRICS ! sometimes by skillet
TEMPLATE ! PANIC! ITS LAUZ @ CAUTION
NOTES ! sorry it's so suckish
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Post by phoenixphyre2 on Jul 10, 2010 17:11:18 GMT -5
Tiberius Greyback was frozen in time for just a split second. He could not believe his eyes. It was Isabella in the flesh. The girl that the Death Eaters were looking for was right here at his mercy. A smirk unnoticable in the dark crept its way onto his lips. What was he thinking? This poor girl needed help! Ty could remember how she was when he was younger. In just over a year, he could see her change. She had grown up into quite a beautiful young woman. Even though she was glaring at him, he did not feel the need to pull out his wand.
The Astronomy professor noticed that she was sitting awkwardly at the bottom of the stairs. As he got closer, he could see that Isabella was in serious pain. She was bleeding and her ankle was badly injured. At that moment, Ty could have sworn he heard a wince escape the girl's lips. Finally, he made the mistake of walking towards her. Within the next second, he found himself on the cold, stone floor with a wand pushed into his throat. Living on the run from Death Eaters must have made her instincts and reactions very good. And, by the looks of it, Isabella Swan had also learned to trust no one. Tiberius smiled softly as he put his hands up. She would make the perfect Death Eater, no doubt about it. "My name is Tiberius. You don't need to know any more than that for now my dear." he replied to her venomous question.
Now being closer to her, the werewolf could recognize her physical features better. He could not deny that the girl had a wonderful body. Apart from that, her face was beautiful beyond compare and looked to be more mature than her age. It was probably because she had seen and experienced too much for her age. He frowned as he realized that his own life was like that. At the age of eighteen, Bellatrix Lestrange made him third in command of her Death Eater army. Shaking that from his mind, he noticed spots of blood on her face and arms. Bella had taken a terrible fall from the top of the stairs. Looking down, he noticed that her ankle was badly swollen and, at the least, sprained. Her jet black hair and clothes were wet. A drop of rain dripped onto the stone beneath them from her chin. She was shivering from the cold, and an injury as serious as this in the cold could cause her to die. Cautiously, Tiberius Greyback took off his jacket and placed it around the girl to ease the pain and cold. "Please let me help you Bella. You will die out here in the cold with that injury. Come into my room where I can treat your injury. You can rest for the night in the warmth and we can talk afterwards." said Tiberius with genuinely imploring eyes.
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Post by isabella on Jul 13, 2010 13:59:23 GMT -5
SOMETIMES I FIND IT HARD• to believe there's someone else who could be •JUST AS MESSED UP AS MEDue to the fact that Isabella Swan was a full blooded veela, it served as no shock that her instincts were twice as sharp as any regular witch or wizard. Now, add the fact that she had been on the run from Death Eaters, and you get a girl who's instincts at the moment said not to trust anyone. The wind whistled through her clenched teeth as the pain in her ankle shot up to her legs. She couldn't even find the words to describe how much pain was coursing through her body, and she was in shock that she allowed him to see how much pain she was in. He could use that to his advantage for Christ's sake!
Then she saw it. The smile that tugged at the corners of his lips. It was that smile, as his hands were slowly being raised to be at the side of his head, that cused her to dig her throat deeper under his Adam apple. He was smiling while she was in pain?! What kind of a teacher would do that?! Not one she would easily trust. Then he spoke, and his voice sounded soft, regardless of the venom she used on him. She looked over the teacher's face, Tiberius he said his name was, and decided that, as long as she had her wand, she was safe. For now.
Slowly, Bella eased off the poor man, and pressed her back tightly to the cold, stone wall. Now that she wasn't letting her instincts take over, and was allowing herself to relax, she noticed the loud sound of her teeth chattering due to the cold, as well as how much the motion was hurting her chin and lip. Then, a shiver overtook her entire body and she closed her eyes as she felt Tiberius's jacket around her. Looking up at him she nodded softly, showing him that she would allow him to help her. With emmense cautuion, she stood up, all of her weight on the wall and she looked down at him. "W-where's y-y-your o-o-office?" she asked, stuttering due to her slowly decrecing body temperature.
When she looked down at him, she was actually allowed to see his features. Dark skin, accompanied with brown eyes, and dark brown hair, and his smile was a contrasst to his face. Pearly white, shining in the light type of smile. His features looked like he stepped out of Brazil, and he was too dark to have been born and raised in England. He was tall and lean, but, through his now soaked shirt thanks to Bella, she was able to see his muscular chest. All in all, he was a hunk, who probably made all the girls swoon. But Isabella knew better now. Regardless of how they look, do not trust anyone.
TAGGED ! Tiberius
WORDS ! a lot
OUTFIT ! NEW OUTFIT
LYRICS ! sometimes by skillet
TEMPLATE ! PANIC! ITS LAUZ @ CAUTION
NOTES ! blahhh nooo museee
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Post by phoenixphyre2 on Aug 3, 2010 23:04:40 GMT -5
Tiberius Greyback kept his eyes locked on Isabella. Even in the dark night he could notice how pale white she was. The Slytherin girl was completely drained of energy and in extreme pain. He could not help but frown slightly and let out a soft whimper. Even through all the history Ty had as a werewolf and Death Eater, he still had too much heart for people. And though he barely knew this beautiful Veela girl in front of him, he still could not resist sadness sweeping over his whole body. God, Ty had the name of a Greyback and a girl he knew nothing about was completely making his heart shatter. It definitely was not love, but she still broke through his barriers. Coming back to reality, he noticed a flash of white as she clenched her teeth and heard them chatter.
He slightly flinched at the pain of her wand shoved in his throat, but continued smiling nevertheless. Isabella would not do anything to him. Tiberius knew the type of people who would not hesitate and ones who did not have the ability to. This was becuase he was one of the people stuck inbetween. The will and desire to kill when necessary versus the outright inability or heart to kill. Keeping his hands propped high above his head, his eyes quickly flashed toward the pocket where his wand was kept. Noticing how observant and careful Isabella Swan was...she would probably remove the wand from his body within the next second. Afterwards, his eyes shifted to her ankle. The swelling was getting worse out here. And it was unimaginably huge!
The Astronomy professor sighed deeply as she moved off of him. Rubbing his neck where Bella's wand was thrust momentarily. Then he breathed in a full breath of the cold night air. It sent a blast of refreshing rejuvination through his body. Tiberius shivered slightly as it sent a chill down his spine. Then he remembered that the Slytherin girl in front of him was still terribly injured. She slowly and painfully stood up with all her energy, using the wall as a support. Bella nodded her consent to come to his room. "W-where's y-y-your o-o-office?" Ty immediately stood up and scurried over to give her support. "Here. Lean on me. I'll take you to my room." said Tiberius, lending his body to her. He pulled her onto him and placed one of her arms over his shoulder.
Slowly and cautiously, the Astronomy professor dragged her into his room and placed her in a chair by the fireplace. Her face slightly began to regain it's color. The licks of flames lit up their faces. It was completely silent. And Tiberius did not know what to say. He was at a loss for words. Without saying anything, he walked into the next room and came back with a mug of warm butterbeer. Giving it to her, the werewolf spoke. "Here. Drink this. It's just butterbeer. You'll feel better." Pausing for a moment, he continued again. "I can mend that if you want me to." Ty said nodding toward her ankle. "And um if you are tired, you can can sleep in my bed. I'll take the couch out here."
He had no idea why he was being so hospitable. Sure there was a small amount of guilt in him, knowing that he was the cause of her suffering. And no girl at her age should be exposed to all that. Isabella Swan had seen and experienced things that most grown men would be frightenened of. She would have probably known what he was thinking, but Tiberius Greyback was an Occlumens and Legilimens. At first, the Astronomy professor thought of maybe sitting next to her, but decided against it. Sitting in an armchair a few feet away from Bella, he examined her for a few seconds and then looked down at the floor and became lost in thought.
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Post by phoenixphyre2 on Aug 3, 2010 23:05:37 GMT -5
Tiberius Greyback kept his eyes locked on Isabella. Even in the dark night he could notice how pale white she was. The Slytherin girl was completely drained of energy and in extreme pain. He could not help but frown slightly and let out a soft whimper. Even through all the history Ty had as a werewolf and Death Eater, he still had too much heart for people. And though he barely knew this beautiful Veela girl in front of him, he still could not resist sadness sweeping over his whole body. God, Ty had the name of a Greyback and a girl he knew nothing about was completely making his heart shatter. It definitely was not love, but she still broke through his barriers. Coming back to reality, he noticed a flash of white as she clenched her teeth and heard them chatter.
He slightly flinched at the pain of her wand shoved in his throat, but continued smiling nevertheless. Isabella would not do anything to him. Tiberius knew the type of people who would not hesitate and ones who did not have the ability to. This was becuase he was one of the people stuck inbetween. The will and desire to kill when necessary versus the outright inability or heart to kill. Keeping his hands propped high above his head, his eyes quickly flashed toward the pocket where his wand was kept. Noticing how observant and careful Isabella Swan was...she would probably remove the wand from his body within the next second. Afterwards, his eyes shifted to her ankle. The swelling was getting worse out here. And it was unimaginably huge!
The Astronomy professor sighed deeply as she moved off of him. Rubbing his neck where Bella's wand was thrust momentarily. Then he breathed in a full breath of the cold night air. It sent a blast of refreshing rejuvination through his body. Tiberius shivered slightly as it sent a chill down his spine. Then he remembered that the Slytherin girl in front of him was still terribly injured. She slowly and painfully stood up with all her energy, using the wall as a support. Bella nodded her consent to come to his room. "W-where's y-y-your o-o-office?" Ty immediately stood up and scurried over to give her support. "Here. Lean on me. I'll take you to my room." said Tiberius, lending his body to her. He pulled her onto him and placed one of her arms over his shoulder.
Slowly and cautiously, the Astronomy professor dragged her into his room and placed her in a chair by the fireplace. Her face slightly began to regain it's color. The licks of flames lit up their faces. It was completely silent. And Tiberius did not know what to say. He was at a loss for words. Without saying anything, he walked into the next room and came back with a mug of warm butterbeer. Giving it to her, the werewolf spoke. "Here. Drink this. It's just butterbeer. You'll feel better." Pausing for a moment, he continued again. "I can mend that if you want me to." Ty said nodding toward her ankle. "And um if you are tired, you can can sleep in my bed. I'll take the couch out here."
He had no idea why he was being so hospitable. Sure there was a small amount of guilt in him, knowing that he was the cause of her suffering. And no girl at her age should be exposed to all that. Isabella Swan had seen and experienced things that most grown men would be frightenened of. She would have probably known what he was thinking, but Tiberius Greyback was an Occlumens and Legilimens. At first, the Astronomy professor thought of maybe sitting next to her, but decided against it. Sitting in an armchair a few feet away from Bella, he examined her for a few seconds and then looked down at the floor and became lost in thought.
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