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Harry Potter Roleplay 8
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As you all know (or do you?) I haven't been on in a while, so if you could update me on whats been going on, that would be GREAT!!!:):):) I just wish me computer would up-load things better.:( :) Thanks, guys!!!!:):):):):D
submitted by Aqua/Bekah, age 14/12, GH/ND
(April 22, 2009 - 2:05 pm)
(April 22, 2009 - 2:05 pm)
((Neglecting my characters in favour of Bellatrix is fun! However...))
//Felicitas' POV//
Everyone scattered before the cloaked... thing... that had suddenly appeared in the Entrance Hall. Harry Potter burst out from behind a tapestry, shouting a long string of incantations. Something huge and silvery burst out of the tip of his wand. The dark figure jerked as the silvery shape smashed into it. It let out a shriek and backed away from the terrified looking student.
One of the Professors dashed up, conjuring some of the same silvery substance. The cloaked thing let out a scream of fury and at last vanished in a puff of smoke.
"Not exactly the way I'd thought term would start, eh, Harry?" asked the Professor with a joyless grin.
"Not at all, Terry," he replied, staring at the spot where the thing had vanished.
((haha, so, basically, Death Eaters can't cast Patronuses according to Word of God, so how're they going to get around the creatures in Y'Galle?))
(May 5, 2009 - 7:00 pm)
((to the front!))
(May 5, 2009 - 7:01 pm)
((and again....))
(May 5, 2009 - 10:32 pm)
Where did this roleplay go?
(May 6, 2009 - 8:27 am)
(('Kay, c'mon, let's start it up again!))
"Yes, the Harden of Y'Galle," said Wolfbar. He did not succeed in sounding nonchalant.
((Ugh, gotta go! I'm so sorry- only two sentences, but I have to run!))
(May 6, 2009 - 1:19 pm)
Bellatrix turned away, hiding the extent of her fear. She had never liked Dementors, even before Azkaban; so what to do against the creator of Dementors? A shiver ran down her spine.
Oh, well. At least Wolfbar had enough sense to be nervous at the idea of the Garden.
Quietly, she said, "Have you ever killed anyone?"
"N-no," said Wolfbar, uncertain.
That was something at least.
"Good," she murmured.
"Why?"
She turned around and glared at him. He shrank back. "Your soul is intact. You can still summon a Patronus, yes?"
"I-I've never tried."
Bellatrix swore, tried to keep her temper. A setback, nothing more. The boy could learn. "You will," she said.
(May 6, 2009 - 4:52 pm)
Wolfbar was not sure how to react to this. On one hand, it was nice to sense Bellatrix's nervousness at his mention of the Garden ((and how stupid of me, I only just realized how much that sounds like "the Guardians of Y'Galle"), but on the other, it was embarrassing to admit to her that not only had he never summoned a Patronus, he'd also never even murdered someone. But assuming that one had three hands, Bellatrix did seemed pleased at these two revelations. So that, at least, was a good thing.
"Erm," he said. "What now?" He winced at how childishly it came out, like a little boy talking hesitantly to his elder sibling, his superior.
"Now we're going to have a few lessons," Bellatrix announced. Wolfbar winced again, thinking of her earlier mention of "lessons in manipulation," but al she said was, "I'm going out on a limb and assuming you can Apparate?"
Wolfbar's eyes flashed, but he kept the sarcasm he was trying to control to a minimum. "Yes," he said, with a clear emphasis.
"Good," she said.
(May 6, 2009 - 5:23 pm)
Bellatrix suppressed a smile at his obvious annoyance.
"Come on, then," she said, reached out and caught his sleeve, and Apparated.
They appeared on the outskirts of her home, the old Lestrange mansion, abandoned and overgrown now. Wolfbar crashed to the ground next to her.
"I thought you said you could Apparate?" she said, feigning surprise.
"I didn't know you meant right then!" gasped the boy.
Bellatrix snorted. "Come on."
They started towards the old building, Bellatrix surreptitiously rearranging her protective enchantments as they passed, making certain that the mansion remained guarded completely at all times.
Wolfbar, meanwhile, wondered why Bellatrix hadn't set up any protective enchantments around the house. The thought that she was carefully hiding them from him never even crossed his mind.
Bellatrix, noting this, added cynicism to her growing list of skills to teach the boy.
(May 6, 2009 - 11:20 pm)
((I like Bellatrix more and more with every post, I'll admit. :D))
As they traipsed up the path, which was covered with greenery- or grayery, perhaps, would be a more appropriate word- Wolfbar became increasingly confused. He tried to summarize the last few hours of his day:
1. A fearsome Death Eater believed to be dead showed up at his house.
2. She mocked him.
3. He tried to look like he wasn't an idiot.
4. She mocked him some more, and then tortured him.
5. She tortured him again.
6. And again.
7. He sprung some information on her, which was meant to make her lose her cool.
8. It didn't. She made fun of him for a while longer.
9. She made fun of him again.
10. She pulled him through space, and they were now at what he recognized from pictures as the old Lestrange mansion.
11. Soon she would start making fun of him again.
((Sorry, Administrators, I did the spacing a little weirdly up there.))
Bad day, he concluded. He resolved that if he made it through this odd chapter in his life alive, he would never agree to work with anyone again, particularly twisted female Death Eaters.
They had reached the door, which opened without the merest touch. Wolfbar wasn't sure if Bellatrix was mentally controlling it or if that was the automatic response to a Lestrange entering.
Wolfbar found himself staring down a long hallway, filled with gruesome portraits and shelved artifacts. It wasn't awfully different from his own family manor, except that his house didn't terrify him out of his wits.
Bellatrix led him down the hallway to evilness-knows-where. Wolfbar grew a bit more uneasy with every step down the creepy hall. I wonder why she doesn't just kill me? he mused. After all, she's gotten the information she needs out of me. If she's looking for a pawn, she could easily Imperius someone who knows less about her plans. She must have some reason- which probably will not appeal to me- for keeping me breathing. But what might that be?
They had reached a door at the end of the hallway. Once again, it opened automatically. Wolfbar glanced inside.
(May 7, 2009 - 3:47 pm)
'Evilness knows where.' Brilliant. :) Anyway, we're continuing on Aqua/Bekah's thread.
(May 7, 2009 - 5:15 pm)
((Ah, so Wolfbar has a sense of humor? Goody. So... Short post before I start Geometry? Yes?))
Bellatrix led the already nervous youth down several flights of stairs, into a dank, dungeon like basement. Various Dark objects rested on tables and shelves; several large, leatherbound tomes lay open on a table. She selected an old, well-worn and yellow-paged volume and handed it to Wolfbar.
"What's this?" he asked.
"Lessons in manipulation, cynicism... Romantic tragedies, since you seem to like those... Intrigue, eloquence, courage, a touch of humour too." she replied simply beckoning for him to follow her back up to the surface.
"So it's... fiction?" asked Wolfbar, who was by now extremely confused.
Bellatrix rewarded his latest question with a scathing glance, then said, "It's Shakespeare." ((haha, yes, shameless promotion of my favourite pre-Victorian writer. Regardless, Wolfbar could learn a thing or two from some of Shakespeare's characters, yes?))
Wolfbar stared at her, wondering if she was crazier than he had thought. "He was a Muggle," he said. He had been expecting a lengthy volume of Dark spells, or something.
Bellatrix shrugged. "He had a remarkable grasp of the human condition. Read them all."
She showed him to a small, dingy bedroom on the first floor, and vanished into the mansion.
(May 7, 2009 - 5:33 pm)
((Ha, too funny! I was cracking up. Not only is Bellatrix an anti, she's also a Shakespeare fan! For a power-hungry Death Eater, she has spectacular literary taste!
Okay, let's continue on Bekah's thread, Harry Potter Roleplay 9, good?))
(May 8, 2009 - 7:45 pm)
((As you so rightly pointed out, every villain needs a vice; I've always imagined Bellatrix as a reader. *shrug*
See you on the next thread...))
(May 9, 2009 - 12:03 am)