Post by Phugsius Charadus on Aug 20, 2009 4:46:03 GMT -5
Phugsius opened the door to Ravenwood Tower wearing his normal robes and now a dragonscale cloak he had snatched from a nosferatu a few nights earlier. Entering very slowly, carefully, and quietly stepping into the tower he glanced around the tower for anyone else who may have been star gazing. It was deserted by his observation and he swiftly strode to a chair nestled discreetly near the edge of the tower. As the Slytherin took a seat his gazed focused on the door, waiting for his companion who swiftly entered behind him. A black panther kitten trotted over to Phugsius and leaped onto his lap where the kneazle recieved a few slow, affectionate strokes to his head.
With a quick swish of a wand the door to the tower was shut. Phugsius was waiting on a package to be delivered tonight. It was something his old mentor Richard in Hogsmeade was sending him as an early birthday gift. This gift however had a few risque labels attached to it by the wizarding community as it had been salvaged from the forbidden section of the Hogwarts library, or stolen before its destruction (Which of these events were true Phugsius didn't truly know, or care). This was very important for Phugsius especially with the recent Nosferatu attack on him, the timing couldn't have been better actually.
Phugsius had been notified the book was probably not good to have around anyone else and should only be read in private. Phugsius was only waiting to see what it was. If the book was obviously too evil he would disregard it and try to pawn it for some extra gold. He wanted no dealings with the dark arts. At least, not anymore. His thoughts turned to his now black hair which had been such a brilliant blonde before. Maybe with time, if he redeemed himself, this curse would fade away. He clearly hoped so.
With a quick swish of a wand the door to the tower was shut. Phugsius was waiting on a package to be delivered tonight. It was something his old mentor Richard in Hogsmeade was sending him as an early birthday gift. This gift however had a few risque labels attached to it by the wizarding community as it had been salvaged from the forbidden section of the Hogwarts library, or stolen before its destruction (Which of these events were true Phugsius didn't truly know, or care). This was very important for Phugsius especially with the recent Nosferatu attack on him, the timing couldn't have been better actually.
Phugsius had been notified the book was probably not good to have around anyone else and should only be read in private. Phugsius was only waiting to see what it was. If the book was obviously too evil he would disregard it and try to pawn it for some extra gold. He wanted no dealings with the dark arts. At least, not anymore. His thoughts turned to his now black hair which had been such a brilliant blonde before. Maybe with time, if he redeemed himself, this curse would fade away. He clearly hoped so.