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Post by ru on Jun 21, 2010 2:24:09 GMT -5
Dem walked up the stairs that led to the north tower. His hands were in his pockets. He usually went there to get a little bit of thinking done. He felt the breeze that hit him. Merlin's fucking beard, he had not felt this good in quite a while. His life was alright. He only chose to become a teacher just so her could get the girls. But he barely thought any of the girls wanted him, he was a rapist. But it wasn't Demetri. It was something else. Something had taken over him and forced him to do such grotesque things. However, Demetri himself was still a bastard and every single day, he had this urge to kill his brother. Dem wanted to go back to his old self but something, or someone, had forced him to become much too dark.
He ran a few fingers through his hair. The atmosphere around him was always dark and cold. The demon inside of him liked this, but sometimes, Dem did not. He wanted to kick the demon out of him and go back to his less asshole self again. The night he had grown into a demon was the night him and his best friend sort of got into a fight. Well, it couldn't be something too serious, could it? He suddenly heard something from behind, something that had startled him from his overflowing thoughts. He turned to glance over at the person. His glance slowly began transforming into a glare when he identified the intruder.
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Post by phoenixphyre2 on Jun 21, 2010 5:55:14 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. Standing up slowly, he walked out of his office tucked inside the North Tower to the open air of the main tower. It was dark and cold. Not just because it was the late night. This was different, almost as if it was menacing. An evil lurked in the air. Tiberius Greyback spotted a familiar shadow of a person turning to face him. As the moonlight shone on him, his eyes turned bloodshot and his muscles tensed. His inner werewolf was coming to life."Demitri." No words could express the tension in the air. His instant reaction was to reach for his wand, but he resisted just for the moment. First, Tiberius Greyback needed to talk with his loving brother. It had been oh so long.
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Post by ru on Jul 10, 2010 17:54:06 GMT -5
Even his brother's voice forced rage to run through Demetri's veins. His hatred for his brother grew month by month, week by week, day by day, minute by minute and second by second. There wasn't a day that flew by where he didn't want to kick the fuck out of Tiberius. The tension in the air made his heart skip a few beats. He cracked a few his knuckles, to show his brother some sort of toughness. He wanted to show his brother that if Ty were to make a move on Dem, he would have been in a very, very sticky situation. Well, both would have been in a sticky situation, but Dem would definitely stand his ground and take control of what was going on.
But Ty remained calm. Dem somehow respected this and so Dem decided to copy Ty's movements. His hands dropped down but Dem stood still in his spot, staring into his brother's eyes. He smirked a slight bit. Perhaps Ty wanted to talk. Well, how coincidental, so did Demetri. Ah, it had been a while since he actually sat down face to face with his brother and had a little chat. They both had quite a lot of catching up to do. So he decided to play along. He moved toward his brother and slapped him on the back. "Ah, Tiberius," he started with a wolfish smirk. "How have you been, brother? Trying to get tough lately?" he asked. "I see your technique isn't working much."
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