Temper Temper (open)

[jack]

Jack walked into the three broomsticks with his normal look of utter discontent upon his face. He always seemed to have somekind of problem. Today it was that he hadn't scared any one yet. This was a problem he was looking to fix. He walked up to the bar. There were a good bit of people in there, and the bartender was pretty busy, but none of it mattered to him. He believed that he was better than the other people there, and that he should be served first.

He tapped his hand on the bar just loudly enough for the bartender to hear him. The man looked over, and held up a finger signaling for him to wait. Not something that he was willing to do. Now he pounded his hand on the bar. This time the bartender only glanced over at him, and then attempted to act as if he hadn't noticed. This was a big mistake. Jack pulled out his wand and shot the bartender in the rear with red sparks.

The man jumped into the air, and knocked a few bottles off of the shelf behind him. The bottles fell to the ground, and smashed. The man then stormed over to Jack with an angry expression on his face. "You can leave." Then without being given a chance to react Jack grabbed him by the front of his robes, and pulled him half way over the bar. "I will not be leaving, and you will be getting me a bottle of your finest fire whiskey. Do it or you'll regret it." The man nodded nervously, and he let go of his robes. The man fell back to the floor and quickly got Jack his bottle.

[Kelsey Rachel LeBlanc]

I'll be the princess.

Everything was not normal about Kelsey. The way she acted gave a new meaning to bittersweet. Kelsey was one of the sweetest girls you could ever meet. That is until she got into one of her moods. When thrown into her moods, Kelsey turned into a monster. Not having the appearance, that is. She would be cold, vicious, mean, and at times, quite the slut. Kelsey never knew what would send her into these fits. She would be totally happy one minute, and then the next she would be the complete opposite, a total bitch.

You could say Kelsey's home life didn't help so much. At her house, it consisted of all properly raised Slytherin's, along with Kelsey, the Ravenclaw, the odd ball, the one left out. Her family hardly ever talked to her. They would just pretend like she was never there. This would get Kelsey angry and depressed. Then she would be tipped off into her fits. That is what happened on this particular day. Kelsey was home, being ignored yet again. Finally having enough of it, she had walked to the train station, bought a ticket to Hogsmede, and gone to her home away from home; The Three Broomsticks.

Kelsey entered the Three broomsticks right in the middle of what seemed to be a mild fight. Sitting next to the man who was fighting, Kelsey peered over the counter and said," While you are at it, can you get me a firewhiskey too. Merlin knows I need it!" Kelsey glanced over at the obviously older man, yet handsome. He seemed to have a look of pure annoyance on his face.
Smirking, Kelsey moved her body towards the man.

" Looks like something got your knickers in a bundle," Kelsey said to the man, her hazel eyes glimmering under her vibrant red bangs. Kelsey was a real beauty though she never thought that.

[jack]

It didn't get past Jack as the girl sat down next to him. His eyes were always scanning his settings. He wasn't a person that liked surprises. Then again surprises for him were never good. Normaly surprises for him involved persons of the law which lead to more holes for him to dig. he heard the girl ask the bartender for a glass of fire whiskey. The man was obviously to nervouse to come so close to Jack again.

He rolled his eyes, and with a wave of his wand a glass zoomed forward into his hand. He took the bottle the man had just given him and poured a glass. He put it infront of the girl next to him without saying a word. He took a large swig straight out of the bottle. Then he put it down and looked at the bartender. "You call this your finest? When I was a kid Madame Rosemerta had much better. You disgrace the name of this establishment." The man didn't respond he just went to the opposite side of the bar.

Then he heard the girl speak to him. He turned to her, and got his first real look at her. She was young, but she was pretty. He thought for a second on how to reply. Normaly he would have been vague, but he actually felt a bit social for once. "Actually I am in a good mood now. Scaring the wits out of the bartender made me feel a whole lot better. It's always entertaining to remind people of their place in society."

[Kelsey Rachel LeBlanc]

Merlin that's good.

Kelsey was just about to yell at the bartender for her drink when the man next to her gave her a glass. She grabbed it, chugging it down in one drink. She immediately felt a slight buzz, making her smile. If you knew Kelsey personally, you would know that she was in one of her moods right now. She would never ever drink firewhiskey or talk to older men if she was in her right state of mind. When one of her moods came along, Kelsey would do anything for attention. As the man looked over at her, Kelsey smirked a little more. She then gazed aorund the bar, noticing that not many people were here. It made sense, not many people lived in Hogsmede.

" So you consider yourself a man of social standing? Let me guess, you like to be in control. You never let people control you, nor do you ever get close to anyone. You spend your days alone, and when you are feeling really down, you come to places like this and get drunk. Sound about right?" Kelsey said, her smirk lightening up her face more. Kelsey could be very witty at times. She loved to point out the obvious, and would sometimes be mean in the process. She thought that this characteristic would have gotten her into Slytherin. Guess that wasn't enough. Her intelligence got the best of her and landed her in Ravenclaw. She didn't care though. She was happy with who she was; whoever that may be.

[jack]

Jack laughed tipping the bottle and filling her glass again. He took an extra large swig from the bottle after that. Then he turned back to the girl. "You're pretty close. I am deffinately a control freak though I use to listen to my father. I deffinately don't get close to any one. Not even my parents. I respect them, and thats it. I do tend to spend alot of time alone, but that is as far as you are right. I don't come to places like this when I am feeling down. I come here when I am running low on weed so I get messed up on alcohol instead. Trust me kid you don't want to know where I go when I am feeling down." He again took a large swig out of the bottle.

[Kelsey Rachel LeBlanc]

I wanna know what makes you tick.

Kelsey studied the man before her some more. He seemed like the type with a troubled past. The type that doesn't let anything get in his way of what he wants. A bad boy, if you may say. Kelsey didn't know if it was the firewhiskey thinking or if it was her subconscious thinking, but some part of her wanted this man, needed this man. Hopefully it was the firewhiskey thinking. This man was probably twice her age. He looked around her father's age. She couldn't help it though. The attraction was there. Or maybe it was just her desperation kicking in.

" Weed. The muggle's invention to create a fake happiness. I won't go near the stuff. I'm scared I may turn into one of them. Now that would be scary indeed. You go to some whore's house house when you feel down, don't you? You know, have a little qucksie then leave. Typical male," Kelsey said smirking, grabbing a nearby bottle of firewhiskey and pouring another glass. She downed the liquid, creating herself a false happiness.

" So, mystery man, whats your name?" Kelsey asked, settling the empty glass on the counter. Kelsey crossed her jean covered legs, resting her hands on her thighs. She waited for the answer from the man, wondering who she was wasting her time talking to. In the back of her mind, she wondered if her parents noticed that she was gone. They probably didn't them being so blind and all.

[jack]

Jack wasn't altogether shore that he should be talking to this girl. He wasn't to thrilled about the way she was looking at him. She looked as if she was still of school age. He picked up the bottle, and he took a swig. It was only a small swig though because that was all that was left. He chucked the bottle at the bartender who jumped out of the way. The bottle smashed on the wall behind him. Jack then waved his wand and another bottle of fire whiskey came zooming over into his outstretched hand. He popped the cork and took a long swig from it.

He turned back to the girl, and gave her a quizical look. "Weed is not a muggle invention. It is a plant like devils snair or mandrakes. It is just as magical as any plant you prize. The thing with this plant is that it alters your sense of reality, and it makes things more amusing. As for the whore I am going to have to say you are wrong again. I do not suffer the normal temptations of man. I have my own temptations." Jack watched as people began to leave the bar. Soon it would just be the girl the bartender and himself. Then the girl would understand.

Then she asked him a question. A question that he hadn't ever answered honestly. He thought for a second about telling her the truth, but then he would have to kill her. No one was suppose to know that the dark lord had had a son. It would cause far to many problems for him should people find out. He would have to stick with giving his mothers last name as his own for now, but soon the time would come. "I am Jack, Jack Lestrange. Now may I ask your name?"

[Kelsey Rachel LeBlanc]

I wish you the best.

Kelsey could feel the liquor getting to her. She wasn't used to holding such strong firewhiskey. She would only have a sip of the stuff once every two months or so. The intoxicating aroma was very addictive to her on this day. her head began to twirl as she looked for more of the stuff.

" Bartender, can, can I have another glass of this here stuff," Kelsey said, her words barely coming out. She had a slight drunken tongue, but not one that would say anything. She looked over at Jack and smiled. He seemed to be a man that knew what he wanted in life and how to get it. She admired this. Kelsey didn't know what she wanted in life and she sure as hell didn't know how to get it.

Kelsey's eyes grew wide as Jack said his name. Just the day before Kelsey had met Bellatrix Lestrange who offered to teach her magic beyond her wildest dreams. Now she was standing before another Lestrange. Was this Bellatrix's son? She wasn't going to ask. That was none of her business. He then asked her for her name. What should she do? Tell her real name or lie? Would this man track her down and kill or rape her?

" My name.. my name is Mildred Hallow," Kelsey lied, putting on a confident face. She may have been drunk, but she wasn't stupid. Giving her name out to a strange man in a bar was something that only an idiot. One thing was for sure, Kelsey LeBlanc was no idiot.

[jack]

Jack was not thrilled with the girl as she told him his name. He had inheritted the skill from his father of knowing when someone lied. He knew this girl was lying to him. "That is not your name." He said simply as he watched the last person other than the two of them, and the bartender leave. He flicked his wand toward the door, and there was the audible click of the door locking. He then picked up his bottle of fire whiskey taking it out of the girls reach. "You have had more than enough to drink."

Jack flicked his wand at her, and ropes shot out of the end of it tieing her to her stool. Jack then turned to the bartender who looked utterly terrified. He hopped over the bar his wand trained on the man the entire time. "You recognized me the moment I came in didn't you Runcorn." The man nodded his head nervously. "I thought you were dead." Jacks eye's became fierce. "You will spoke when spoken to." The man again nodded nervously.

Jack smiled at him. "Good. Now you know why I am here don't you." Again he nodded. "Well that makes things easier. Now how do I get to him?" This time the man niether moved nor said a word. Jack sighed. "You've forced my hand Runcorn." He channeled all of his hate and Rage into a single word. "CRUCIO" The man hit the ground, and arched his back. The air torn by his high pitched screams. The cracking of bones was audible.

He moved his wand away for a quick second releasing him. "Now tell me or it will be worse the next time." The man nodded fiercely. "Okay okay. I'll tell you. I've heard that his daughter attends hogwarts. Surely he will come for her." the man said in labored words. Jack laughed. "So do you understand now why he wanted me protected so badly?" He asked the bartender, and the man nodded. "Good. Avada Kedavra." With a flash of green the man was dead. Jack then turned back to the girl tapping his wand on the table. "If I was going to kill you I'd have done it already now whats your name?"

[Kelsey Rachel LeBlanc]

Witness your first death.

Everything happened in a blur. One moment she was going to grab a glass of Firewhisky, and another she was witnessing a murder. Kelsey stared in disbelief as Jack murdered the bartender. What had the man done to make Jack kill him? Who was this girl they were looking for? Maybe Kelsey knew her. Jack knew Kelsey lied about her name. Maybe she was next to die for lying to him. What if this was Kelsey's last day on earth? Did she live her life to the fullest? She never got to experience her first love, have sex, start a family, or even graduate. She never got to be all she could be. And now, she was here, facing her death. Or was she? Jack had just said he would have killed her by now. Maybe there was hope for her after all! Maybe she could help him.

"My name is Kelsey LeBlanc. Who is the girl you are looking for? I could help you! I go to Hogwarts and I know everyone there! I could help find her for you. Oh please don't kill me! I am way too young to die! I never got to experience life! Oh, and can you untie me? I don't like being held captive!" Kelsey pleaded, hoping Jack would let her go. That was one thing she hated, being tied and trapped. She was the type of girl that had to be free to roam and explore. Her fear was never being able to move on her own.

[jack]

Jack smiled as she spoke. He could hear the truth in her words. He pointed his wand at her, and held it a second just to let her wonder what he was going to do. Then he moved his wand so it was pointed at the ropes. "Diffindo" The ropes were cut, and they fell away. Jack hopped back over the bar, and he poured her another glass of fire whiskey. "You know you could help me. It's not exactly easy to break into the school so I will need an insider. Now Kelsey if what happened here or if what is said here gets out then I will know it was you, and then I will kill you."

He sat back down on the stool beside her. "You don't have to worry about the girl she will not be harmed. She is mearly a pawn to bring me the prey I really seek. Her name is Lily Potter. Her father is the man that killed the dark lord. I need to kidnap her to bring her father to me so that I can gain vengence for my fallen master. You are to stay in touch with me by owl, and you will help me to plan her kidnapping. You are not to repeat this to anyone it will go no further than you, and I. I will also not tell anyone anything about you, and trust me I'm good at keeping secrets."

He turned and looked at Runcorns body. "As for him he died for a reason. I don't like deatheaters who turned their backs on their brothers as soon as things looked grim. Runcorn here is one of those. Though he did keep my secret surprisingly enough. Thats another reason why he died because I don't like many people knowing my secret. Now no one who would unveal it knows so I don't have to worry about it. So do we have an understanding?"

[Kelsey Rachel LeBlanc]

A spy?

With each word Jack said, she thought he was more and more insane. He wanted Kelsey to spy on someone?! Kelsey wasn't all for this. She didn't want to be the helper in a kidnapping spree. she could go to Azkaban if caught. On top of that, Bellatrix would not be happy if she found out Kelsey ended herself up in Azkaban. She would probably murder her. Though Kelsey still doesn't know why Bellatrix cares so much. Kelsey was about to fight the ropes when they were cut my a spell. Relieved by the disappearance of the ropes, Kelsey jumped out of the chair and stretched. She eyed Jack, thinking of a situation.

" If I do this for you, I expect something in return. I don't work cheap. I want you to do something for me. You are a death eater right? Tell me, who is going to be the next Dark Lord? If you were a trusted Death Eater, you would know this. Hell, I even know this. I just need to know if you know," Kelsey said, a smirk on her face. If Jack knew Bellatrix was alive and he was in contact with her, Kelsey could ask him to do something for her. Something that if she asked Bellatrix, she would not tell her. All Kelsey wanted was the truth behind everything.

[jack]

Jack advanced on Kelsey with a cruel expression on his face. He rolloed up his left sleave to show that there was no mark there. "I am much more than a death eater child. I am not held down by their rules though I share the same ideals. I work withthe death eaters, but not for them. No one can tell me what to do. As for who the next dark lord will be that has not been told to me, but I know who it should be. As for you asking fro something from me that is quite ludacris of you. Especially to ask me for information with out giving proof that you are worthy of hearing such things. You will get nothing out of me without showing me proof. If you don't have any proof then I will have to torture you to find out why you want such information."

[Kelsey Rachel LeBlanc]

spy spy

"Nevermind then. I can't tell you if you don't know. I will spy for you though. I am really close to her brother, so it should be easy. Just please do not kill me," Kelsey said, looking at Jack with pleading eyes. He seemed rather angry with her right now. She was scared that if she didn't do this she would be murdered. Kelsey was too young to die. She walked over to the window, glancing out it, eyes scanning the street. No one was walking on the street yet again. It seemed that this place was always dead.

"What do you want me to find out from her? What kind of information do you need?" Kelsey asked, not quite sure what she should be looking for. She would be like a chicken with its head cut off if she had no more information on her mission from Jack. Kelsey glanced over to the dead body. A chill ran up her spine as she did so.

"What are you going to do about him?" Kelsey said as she pointed towards the dead body on the floor. Logically, he shouldn't have killed him in the first place. If someone found the body they would trace it back to him. Then she would be an accomplish to murder and go to azkaban. If she told, she would die. So basically, Kelsey was out of luck.

[jack]

Jack sat back in his chair, and his eyes followed Kelsey. There was something she wasn't saying, and he would get it out of her. "Forget about the girl I will find another way to handle that situation. I can't use someone who is already connected to the deatheaters." Jack waved his wand, and a booth slid in front of the door letting Kelsey know that she wasn't leaving so easily. "Forget about him. No one here is good enough to track him back to me." His thoughts flickered to a woman who knew how he really was, and was dead set on taking him down, but he needn't worry about her where as she was very far away, and hadn't a clue as to where he was.

He was more worried about what the girl in front of him knew. "If you want to get out of here unharmed you will start talking. You should have held your tongue, but you didn't. You know my mother I could tell as soon as I told you my last name. Now tell me what you know of her, and her followers. I want to know what you have to do with them, and don't worry about any reprecutions. My mother knows how skilled I am at getting information, and she wouldn't be able to persecute you for giving into me. Now unless you want me to torture it out of you you should start talking."