how 'bout a magic trick? // kelsey

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Things were sane. A little too sane, in the little group of surviving Death Eaters, and as much as it pained him, Sethos had to admit that he was rather bored. These people cared too much about leaving a fingerprint. They were too cautious about being caught. That was not how Sethos lived. He would rather slaughter a dozen people, and have his signature graffiti all over the chosen room, so that everyone would know that it was he who had done it. So, after only three days of doing absolutely nothing, Sethos decided he was better off alone. He felt, well, normal. He didn't like that. Although, he did round up a few younger, less experienced men who desired power, and they obviously felt that Sethos would be the right man to give it to them. But of course, they would surely die at one point. They were all going to be a bunch of 'small-timers'. But they were of good use to him, no doubt. They were like his own puppets. He controlled them. He had power.

But for now, Sethos was quite alone. But he had a few trustworthy companions he liked to call dynamite. And gunpowder. And of course, his wand. But Sethos did not rely on his magical ability. He was skilled, yes. But he had no patience for magic.

The night had stretched on for too long. Well, it seemed that way. It was approaching three o'clock, and the streets of Hogsmeade was more of a ghost town than a market. Yes, the cobbled streets seemed to change dramatically from day to night. No-one dared to leave the safety of their homes, and anyone who had no comfort of shelter would hide in the shadows, easing into the darkness of insanity day by day. Sethos was more than attracted to these sort of people. Their crazed minds wouldn't care for any human being. They wouldn't care for anything. Much like Sethos. He walked swiftly down the street, with slow, defining footsteps, to show everyone that someone was lurking around. He liked to build the tension. He was here for no apparent reason. Maybe he was simply out for some fresh air. Well, hell had to be freezing over if that were the case. No, Sethos was out, just looking for something or someone that caught his eye.

The air was deadened by his presence. Not one person dared to even peek out of their curtians, but Sethos noticed a few rushing shiloettes behind the light material. Sethos snorted, but pressed on. He decided, for once, not to cause a scene, but he did kick aside a body. The man on the ground was not dead, but he had passed out. The stench of alcohol was slightly overwhelming, but Sethos merely sighed and walked on, leaving the creepy silence of Hogsmeade.

He ended up in the outskirts of Hogsmeade. The ground was damp from the rain that had poured down earlier. The air was crisp and frozen, and Sethos could see his breath before him. He was rather amused by it, but it reminded him of his addiction with tobacco, so he stopped breathing for a moment, but he didn't want to pass out, so he kept his breaths slow and soft. He began to walk slowly, he seemed to be in a meadow. But there must've been residents who lived here, because the grass was burnt away to dirt. And there were bits of debre evreywhere. This place might have been a nice accomadation to stay. Not anymore. He began humming a very happy tune. Then the hums turned into 'Da-Dums', and he started skipping. He was enjoying this.

He stopped after a few moments, stopping in the midst of a pile of firewood. He guessed that a house stood here. He could even see a crumbled old fireplace. The bricks were still in place, but the walls that once stood around it were gone. Pity.

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[Kelsey Rachel LeBlanc]

Life was a strange thing. One moment it could be the very best but the next it could be totally screwed up. Kelsey often found herself on the screwed up side. Hell she was the entire screwed up side. Mostly everyone around the wizarding world knew her as the girl with all the problems, though they did not know what all the problems actually were. Just since she had started her sixth year up until the present day, Kelsey had been turned to the dark side, gone out of the dark side, gotten married, re-built her relationship with her father, ruined her relationship with her father, re-built it again, got raped, found out she was a horcrux, became an alcoholic, re-built the relationship with her mother, threaten to run away, quit her alcoholic ways, and was not back in Hogwarts. Who would of thought that all of this could happen to one teenage girl?

Kelsey felt as though Hogwarts was a prison to her. Those stone walls felt like jail bars. All the lies, the gossip and the constant stares she got from people were really starting to annoy her. She found herself becoming more distant with everyone around her. Often times all she would do was just take walks by herself to think about everything. That was exactly what she was doing tonight. Kelsey just left. She needed to get out of Hogwarts for a bit. The only place she knew to go was the outskirts of Hogsmeade. Kelsey had found this burnt down house before that no one went to and it provided her the perfect place to think. She would just stare at the fireplace and wondered what life was like for the people who used to live in that house.

Kelsey soon approached this house, letting the cold air hit her body and make her skin tingle. She didn't care if it was cold out, or the fact that she shouldn't be out this late. She just wanted to think and think some more. However, as Kelsey approached the house she noticed a man. This man was not a normal man. Everything about his appearance screamed for her to run away. However, she couldn't run. She was frozen in time and unable to say a word. Everything about this man screamed danger. Kelsey knew she should leave. She turned around and began to walk away silently, hoping that he would not see her.

WORDS: 405?!
LYRICS: Gravity - Sara Bareilles?!
COMMENTS: this sucks I know?!
CREDIT: This is a Kelsey creation and totally from her zany imagination! Text thingy was done by her also. Steal it and die.

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It wasn't completely dark. The moon sone just to his left. Sethos looked up, and for once, stopped to admire the night sky. It was very pretty. He preferred this sky to the blinding daylight. Blue was a very nasty color. It got him down. But it wasn't because of that old phrase 'Feeling blue?', no. The color revealed a very negative and tragic time of Sethos' past. Well, it might have been his past, or it might have been a dream he had and claimed it to be his history, well whatever way, he didn't really like it.

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He sighed as he was reminded of this sad time in his life. But he then smiled, as he realized that this could've just been made-up. How foolish he was to get attatched to another being. Things like love never existed, not in this world. But it would be nice to search, or explore it. But no, he was too busy creating havoc. He enjoyed that much better.

Then, the silence was broken. Sethos turned his head back, and he saw a body. It was a girl. He cocked his head to the side and saw she was getting smaller. She was walking away. He had to stop her! He hurried over to her side, his hands behind his back. "Well hello there, what's a fine girl like you doing out here? And why are you going that way?" He gestured the way back into the village. He stepped around her, stopping her from getting further away. This place was nice and secluded. This girl was an easy target, but he'd seen her face before. He raised an eyebrow and pointed a gloved finger towards her. His expression was thoughtful. He nodded once, twice, and the third time, his tounge flickered from his mouth. "Your face strikes me. Maybe I know you ... or maybe your just very pretty." He chuckled, but his laugh was more of a bark. He stopped laughing as if he was switching from one person to another. He seemed dead serious now. Waiting for Kelsey LeBlanc's reply.[/size][/blockquote]

[Kelsey Rachel LeBlanc]

With each passing night of her life, Kelsey was haunted. Not by a ghost or a spirit of some kind, but by nightmares, violent and disturbing nightmares. All these nightmares used to be connected by her being a horcrux, but now they were all about the night she was raped. Jack's face kept showing up in her dreams and the twisted look he wore as he raped her would burn into her memory. That twisted laugh of his replayed as the theme song to her nightmares and every night she would wake up in a cold sweat. If only there was a way to make those dreams go away.

Kelsey heard the foot steps quickly catch up to her and her heart stopped. This man was beyond creepy. Jack seemed more friendly that what this man seemed. Kelsey felt all of the blood in her veins run cold as he was beside her. Then he stepped in front of her and Kelsey felt in her pocked to see if her wand was there. There was no way she was getting raped again, that was a fact.

"I'm just needed to go for a walk. I have to get back to the castle now, though. My father is expecting to see me and will be very worried if I don't come back on time," Kelsey lied, a slightly scared look on her face. Truth was her father didn't even know she was out here. She just merely left campus without telling anyone. It was some of the perks of being the headmaster's daughter. Kelsey couldn't help but feel so uncomfortable with this man. He was just so creepy.

"No, I don't think we've met before but that you for the compliment," Kelsey said to the man in a confident voice, trying not to let her fear show. She stood up straight to make herself seem more intimidating. There was no way she was going to let anything happen to her tonight or again in her life for that matter. Maybe taking a walk was not one of her more brilliant plans. She looked around and noticed that it was isolated here. If he would attack her, no one would hear her screams.

"I would love to stay and chat but I really have to go now. So if you will just excuse me," Kelsey said, trying to get around him. Her hand was still gracefully at her side, but ready to pull out her wand at any moment. Hopefully she would not freeze up if she needed to use her wand. She knew she could not handle another tragedy in her life again.

WORDS: 440?!
LYRICS: Gravity - Sara Bareilles?!
COMMENTS: sethos scares me?!
CREDIT: This is a Kelsey creation and totally from her zany imagination! Text thingy was done by her also. Steal it and die.

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Even though hemay have just looked like a freak of nature, a crazed man, Sethos was very intelligent. How else was he able to lure his victims into such complex traps? And escape from Azkaban without anyone knowing how he did it. Yes, Sethos was beyond any normal phsyco. He didn't think he was all that insane though. He felt quite normal, calm. But maybe it was because he was used to seeing these bloody, nightmare-like scenes of terror. Sethos felt he was a normal citizen, but he was, of course, smarter. He knew what he was doing was right. He'd show everyone that they were infact the crazy ones. Not him. He was the one speaking any sense.

The smart man was more than aware of the fact that this young girl was troubled by something. He could see past her hard shield. The sheild itself was very firm. This girl had a spine. He liked this. But the pretty red-head had some insanity in her eyes. She'd seen a few things too. Something had happened to her. Sethos would surely find out. He was curious, and there was no going back now. Sethos eyed the girl very cautiously. He saw her flinch and guessed that she was reaching for her wand. Smart girl. But he saw her looking whiter. Would she pass out? Perhaps. She seemed dizzy enough. Sethos smiled when he realized that it was he who was causing this affect on her. He stepped back slightly and raised his gloved hands, showing that he was ... vaguely unarmed.

"I'm just needed to go for a walk. I have to get back to the castle now, though. My father is expecting to see me and will be very worried if I don't come back on time,"

So she was a student. But more important, she was a LeBlanc! Robert LeBlanc, that cowardly old man, hidden away in the barely safe boundaries of Hogwarts. Pathetic. Sethos' eyes lightened up when he was finally able to put a name to this girl's trembling self. Kelsey. A pretty name for a pretty girl. Sethos had heard a little about Kelsey. He knew that she did not follow in her father's dark footsteps. He knew what Kelsey was aswell. A Horcrux. Very valuable, this girl was. Sethos was growing more and more interested in her. And as much information he was getting from Kelsey's rushed words, he knew that she was not speaking the truth. But he was certian that this was LeBlanc's daughter. She resembled him slightly.

This girl was polite, but strong too. Eager to get away from Sethos. Pity. But he let the girl walk around him. He watched her dark shilloette in the corner of his eyes and craned his neck to the side to keep his gaze on her. There was a chance she could murder him tonight. What a great fall that would be! Sethos killed by a child. But he could never forget who killed Lord Voldemort all those years ago, so Sethos would never underestimate a child. That was Tom Riddle's mistake. Sethos waited a few beats before calling around, turning his head to Kelsey. He was smiling, and if it weren't for the scars, he'd look quite plesant. "So my lovely, I'm curious how you cope in life .." and he turned his body around to face Kelsey. "A teenager, at school, facing social and academic problems at school, but not only that, your being forced into a plot that youve had no say in. Ahh, such a shame. And you seemed very nice, miss LeBlanc. You didn't really deserve to become a part of Bellatrix Lestrange, now did you?" He asked, raising his eyebrows, anticipating her answer.

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