Stars shone brightly over the Triangle Tunnel and a crescent moon shone over head. The night was warm and perfect, not a thing could possibly happen wrong. Well not that could be noticed.
The soft clicking of heels echoed softly as a figure wearing a black cloak with green lining walked the streets of the tunnel. The hood was pulled up so only piercing red eyes were shown. The female pulled it close to her body with one hand as the other wandered into her pocket to feel her wand.
"It seemed that these streets are empty, and I know it is not past curfew," the seventh year muttered as she looked around her surroundings. "But I have to start tonight if it was going to be done within my lifetime," she whispered softly.
Many thoughts ran through the teens mind as she stopped near an alleyway. What if the plans failWhat if they got caught. The answer was simple, whoever help with the plot against the ministry would be screwed. But that wasn't the case. Tonight only phase one of the plan was put into action, recruit people to join the cause.
She smirked as she saw a shadow come closer. Only one thought ran through her mind.
Post by Shadow Clearwater on Oct 4, 2007 10:57:16 GMT -5
Walking silently over the tunnel, the dim light cast eerie shadows around. Night-world of the shadows. Indeed shadows were roaming. He kept quiet as he moved, careful not to tread into the few moon rays casting light upon the ground.
Stopping the boy looked across. It seemed so deserted. As if, the people knew what was about to happen, but they couldn't. Pulling the long hood over his head, he smirked but they would wish they had known.
Hearing the sound of a footfall he turned softly, his wand grasped tightly in his palm. Walking slowly towards the figure his consience eased. The red eyes shone bright from the darkness, to any passer-by whom would have freaked. They were a sign and a beauty to him, he lowered his wand.
Approaching the figure, he bowed his head slightly. "Gwen..."
Lowering her hood slightly she smiled softly at the blue eyed male that approached her. "Shadow," she spoke softly as she looked at his wand. "Paranoid too eh," she laughed gently as she pocketed her own wand. She tried so hard not to start shaking in fear of what may happen if even a single thing went wrong.
Suck it up, she told herself mentally. The worst that can happen is being put to death. she reasuured herself mildly.
"So I'm glad that you managed to sneek out too," she smirked as she looked up at the night sky. "We should be heading back to FFU by dawn so we don't get caught sneaking back in," she told him calmly.
Post by Shadow Clearwater on Oct 4, 2007 11:15:30 GMT -5
"Not paranoid just....erm, careful..." he grinned. So much could go wrong, but they were doing it for the good of the country-for the world. These people didnt need a peaceful world, what would life be without the excitment of dark magic? Dull, dull, dull!
Looking across, towards the palace, his grin lowered slightly. so much could happen, ill take that chance. "Yeah, i bet those harpies get real hungry......" he smirked softly.
"And the dementors are need of love," she spoke softly. A small aprt of her wanted to pull back before it was too late, but a larger part wanted to continue.
"So who all do you think would help us?" she asked with a smirk. She felt herself grow more confident in their plan the more she began to think about it. "Are we going to try to weed out all the mudbloods too while we're at it?" she asked with a whole why not tone.
Post by Shadow Clearwater on Oct 4, 2007 12:02:29 GMT -5
Shadow's blue stare met her red eyes softly in his gaze. Should they quit before anything goes wrong? "oh, to be dark" he grinned quietly. Nodding at her words he smirked slightly, running his hand through his hair and pulling the hood tighter. "We should try, for a bonus.....erm" he paused, who exactly had he met like himself.
One person, and she was standing before him.
Trishelle? Ignatius? Katana? No way, not her-she was a traitor and a Hufflepuff. Trishelle, maybe. He wasn't to sure about Ignatius, sure he was a Malfoy, part of the family, but he seemed like too kind a guy. Maybe he could be persuaded.
Let's see I could always try talking to Lucre and Lurielle, mabey even Nav she thought to herself. But besides those three and Shadow she didn't really know anyone else. "I know of a few fellow Slytherins that may be interested," she smirked soflt not caring that her hood was falling off. It wasn't like they were hiding in the shadows forever.
Her eyes fell toward the ground as she tried to think up of more people. I could always try to go to Fenrir's woods to recruit lycans, but that there would be suicide There was always trying to find and befriend some of those Shadow wizards, but yet again suicide.
Post by Shadow Clearwater on Oct 4, 2007 12:27:41 GMT -5
Shadow smirked "Good....we should find them." In a sudden movement he grasped her hand and kissed it lightly, "whatever you decide is fine with me....".
Gazing straight along the tunnel he dropped her hand. We'll find followers. They'd proberly have to be students, or at least something that willingly or unwillingly would listen and do as they were told. A dishonest ally or a sneak wouldnt be good if they wanted to succeed.
"Aww that's almost sweet," she smirked as she supressed a blush from his actions. "But I'll bring them by you too," she added quietly.
It seemd as if history is about to repeat itself once again. Instead if all goes well, they would succeed.
Looking back up at Shadow, an idea popped into her mind. "I just thought of something kind of funny," she smirked as she remember her mother telling her about the dark mark. "What if we bring back the dark mark," she asked softly.
Post by Shadow Clearwater on Oct 4, 2007 12:52:25 GMT -5
Shadow looked back at her curiously, his eyes glittering mischieveously. Smirking slightly he cocked his head slightly to one side. "You know how?" he spoke.
The dark mark, brilliant! he thought, grinning to himself as he did so. Why stop there, they could have their own mark if possible. That way everyone would know just what they were up against. 'fear of the name only increases fear itself' His mother had told him some bright spark had whispered to her grandfather Draco about the Dark Lord Voldemort. Well fear was what they needed.
"Slightly, my mother taught me how to cast it within the sky," she smirked as she took out her wand. "I wonder what would happen if I were to try now," she asked with a michevious glint in her eyes.
She closed her eyes trying to remember the incantation for Voldemorts mark. To bring back the dark ages seemed like a great idea. But what if someone reconizes it, she asked herself. All the better a voice responded.
Pointing her wand in the air slightly, she smirked darkly. "Morsmordre" she chanted as she watched a skull with a snake coming from it's mouth appear in the sky.
Post by Shadow Clearwater on Oct 4, 2007 13:22:46 GMT -5
Gazing up into the sky, he watched as the skull appeared. The snake protruding from its mouth. He smirked in admiration. Anyone awake would see it, how could you miss it? He longed to hear a gasp, a scream or sense a shiver running down someones spine as they gaze out to see it. Dark lusture? he pondered at his longing.
"Morsmordre.." he repeated quietly, making a mental note of the incantation. All they needed now was the followers...
"Well would you look at that it worked," Gwen shrugged in a voice that clearly stated that she had no clue to whether or not it was right. Her red eyes looked around to see if anyone saw the mark. It seems that perhaps all are asleep or not paying attention she thought as she looked back up at the mark.
"Finite" she muttered as she aimed her wand at the dark mark and watched as it disolved in thin air.
Post by Shadow Clearwater on Oct 4, 2007 13:58:38 GMT -5
He grinned at her softly and nodded, "Yeah, it worked."
Lifting the hood down from his head, he took a deep inhale of the fresh air. "Tell me more about these others you know, we should find them." he whispered, placing an arm across her waist as they looked up to the spot where the skull had once been.
"Well two of them are of our house. Lucre and Lurielle. And the other is a half-drow," she explained as she ran her fingers through Shadow's hair. She looked toward the ground and shrugged. "And that's about it. she sighed.
Only if I knew more people. That way we could have more allies, she thought slightly angry with herself.
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