The air was chilled the and a slight breeze blew through the hallowed grounds of the crypt. The environment was unnervingly still a quiet. A single, pale skinned teen walked into the scene. Wearing his black school robes that had the Slytherin coat of arms sewn into the chest. He was here for his own personal reasons something had come to light and curiosity got the best of him, so he was here, wonder among the head stones.
Earlier that day he had sent letters to a few people telling them he would be here. He had heard enough about Azreal and the BFC to want to at least have alibis, in case something happened. He had Also invited Shadow, to come and chat if he had the chance.
Upon entering the Sacred ground Malachy felt something.' like he was being looked after from all around him it was lit the graves themselves where watching him. But it wasn't unnerving oddly enough.
Last Edit: Jan 14, 2008 13:13:04 GMT -5 by Malachy
Post by Shadow Clearwater on Jan 14, 2008 13:28:54 GMT -5
Glancing nervously around the crypt, Shadonious walked slowly between the gravestones. His hand was clasped firmly around the locket that hung around his neck. Not again was he allowing it to slip away from him.
Shadow quickly noticed the white haired boy, haulting in his tracks and staring at him. He'd become much more of a coward since Malachy had stolen his treasured posession. Knowing that he was in debt to the teen had caused him much grief and annoyance - but there was naught he could do about that. He was here just to find out why, and to know what his cousin had seen. For recieving the message, he had to come. To be in debt to Malachy was not something he enjoyed, but it meant he was to do as he was told.
Shadow bowed his head angrily, "You told me to come, sir."
Malachy's mind was snapped back from what he was experiencing after entering th crypt. The odd feeling of being watched was still about him. But now he had company he turned to Shadow, somewhat surprised as how he was being addressed. He had expected his rival to be angry at him. But then Malachy remember the kind of things he had seen in the locket. Shadow would do what he could to protect that past from the ears of other, even if it meant becoming subordinate to his greatest rival. Malachy felt uneasy about that, some what guilty.
"Correction, I asked you to come, you didn't have to." He responded stoically. He took a deep breath he did have some things to admit. What he had seen had stirred up some sympathy for his cousin. "Firstly I want to Apologized for taking the locket, it wasn't what I expected it to be. Still whats done is done. and as odd as it may sound I want to make amends." He said. He fished into a pocket of his robes and pulled out a small leather money pouch, inside was 10 gold galleons. He threw it to Shadow. "First, I want you to buy yourself a new wand. you where right about me not knowing anything about you and now that I understand I feel... guilty for taking your wand. I know what you've been through and i can understand your anger and why you're part of that rebellion. Though I don't agree with your choices, I believe you do have a right to defend yourself." He said calmly then he waited for a response.
Post by Shadow Clearwater on Jan 14, 2008 14:13:46 GMT -5
Staring blankly at the teen for a moment, Shadow replied in a monotone, "But I did."
"What did you expect? Did you not see the pain it caused me when you took it? Or did you enjoy that too?" he growled quietly. Malachy tossed a bind of leather towards him, which Shad caught with curiousity. There's money in here... he mused with shock, raising his eyebrows. He had not gathered that his rivalry with his cousin would result in this. Nor, that Malachy would ever give him anything - especially gold. "Sir," he nodded in gratitude, looking back towards the teen.
"How far did you look? If I may be so bold," he added hastily, clearly not enjoying his position below Malachy in the chain.
Malachy's mind had wondered off. It was as if the Crypt itself was trying to get his attention. But he heard What shadow said. "When I fist saw it I thought it might be the locket that had once belonged to Regulus Black. You know, the one he had used to replace the Dark Lord's Horcrux." He said responding to the first question asked, even if it was rhetorical.
"As for what I witness? I saw what your father had done to you and to your mother. Muggle persecution of witchcraft and wizardry is something I had only read about before. And it seems that your sister and my mother have something in common. Seems even in a bloodline as pure as Black, Squibs can be produced." He said. That last part was a big risk he had just handed Shadow a weapon almost as good as a wand.
Post by Shadow Clearwater on Jan 14, 2008 14:43:03 GMT -5
Shadow glowered, "And I supose you thought it belonged to you then. Keep your nose out of my buisness Necrosa," he winced, "Master Necrosa."
Malachy proberly wouldn't understand. He'd seen all the things Shadow had worked hard to forget, and he'd brought them all back. All the memories. If Shadow had willingly shown him, they wouldn't be in this mess - but no, now he was inferior to the whitehaired guy.
The serpent coughed, "Squib? Your mother is a squib!" he smirked, taking a step closer to Malachy. He really wasn't in a position to be back talking, but Shadow couldn't resist that much of a temptation. "A squib in the bloodline, wouldn't you ancestor's be proud. Have her face scoulded from the tree, wouldn't they? Shame. And I almost understood you."
Malachy snaped back to reality again, what was up with this place? He had come to see if something he assumed was correct, and he couldn't get his mind of the crypt. But still he had a pretty good comeback. "Oh and I'm Sure our Great-Great-Grandmother would leave your mother on the tapestry after marrying a wizard-hating Muggle. The Malfoy's may be a branch off of the tree, but it wouldn't exempt her from being persecuted. Especially after he actions got her killed." He didn't want to insult his mother like that, but Shadow had insulted his.
It was a low blow and Malachy had a sudden wave of guilt. But there was something odd. It was as if his coincidence had gotten a mind of its own.a nd was scolding him for insulting some one that was dead. And some how it added to is guilt. Like a crowed was booing him making him feel rather low. There was definately odd about this place, or was it Malachy.
Post by Shadow Clearwater on Jan 14, 2008 15:16:45 GMT -5
"Oh and I'm Sure our Great-Great-Grandmother would leave your mother on the tapestry after marrying a wizard-hating Muggle. The Malfoy's may be a branch off of the tree, but it wouldn't exempt her from being persecuted. Especially after he actions got her killed."
Shadow's fist hit Malachy hard in the face. He snarled, forgetting about the teen being his new master in his blinded rage. "Take it back," he spat, seething.
Catching himself, the serpent's angered expression became one of horror. Not only had he just attacked his cousin, his blood but he had attacked his 'controller'. But the fear that he had done what he had felt so many times in the past, gripping him more than anything else. Shadow collapsed besides a grave, shaking his head and staring at his hands. He crumbled, repeating one word over and over;
Malachy was knocked knocked back by the blow. His eyes involuntarily welled with liquid. and he fet something warm begin moving don his upper lip. Wiping at the annoyance he looked at his finger and saw red, His nose was now bleeding. Malachy started to get angry, but then it was as if other consciences held him back talking him he deserved it and he had to agree, but agree with whom exactly? Malachy looked around curiously the oddity had gotten the best of his curiosity. "I deserved that, sorry. However, I can't take it all back its as true as what you said about my mother."
As he spoke his voice trailed off as if he was distracted. Malachy decided to try focousijng on that new conscience of his and found a totally alien entity. 'That Rainier girl was right about you, you know.' *disembodied chuckle.*' "What the hell?!" He exclaimed out loud kind of forgetting that Shadow was there. It was obvious that he was reacting to something but Shadow wouldn't be able to here what had startled Malachy and it looked like Malachy was being a little... crazy.
Post by Shadow Clearwater on Jan 15, 2008 14:26:30 GMT -5
Shadow whimpered, staring at his still clenched fists in horror. He'd actually hit someone. After all the replays of his abuse, he'd gone and returned the favor. "I'm sorry master," he muttered quietly, glancing back across at Malachy.
The teen's eyes widdenned slightly, at the other's sudden exclaimation. He raised an eyebrow, watching the blood slip down his cousin's face for a moment before speaking. "You okay?"
Malachy didn't know for sure what the answer to Shadows question was. "You don't need to appoligize or call me master. " He said. "And I have no Clue if I'm alright I thought I heard something?" He said. "Gimme a sec." He tried consentrating consentrating on that voice, and it looked as if he was stareing off at nothing. Then he heard it again. 'Yes she was right or at least assumed correctly. Mediums are few and far between and the Necrosas are known for their connection to souls of the the dead.' This time malachy half knew what to expect So he wasn't nearly as startled this time is was surprised he wasn't just hearing things. But a medium? he would have test this out but infront of Shadow? "You, can't hear anything can you on person other than you or me right now correct?" He asked Shadow.
Post by Shadow Clearwater on Jan 15, 2008 14:57:20 GMT -5
The teen sighed, "No, you don't understand. I've got to, you've seen my past pain, to keep the secret, my curse was to be subordinate under those who found out. Gwen, she know but my curse does not apply for I willingly told her. But you found out on your own, so therefore, my master."
Shadow frowned, sure that his cousin was going crazy, but shook his head, "Theres only me and you here."
"...and the dead." Malachy added scanning the crypt. 'Am I gong crazy? He wonder and then he felt two squeezes from Sning. 'So I am a medium?' One squeeze. A thoughtful grin crossed his lips. This was a rather unique discovery. He wondered if he should tell Shadow, and be sent to St. Mungles in a strait-jacket? No he had to be careful, either prove it or say nothing.
He focused on the voice again only this time he tried prjecting a thought to what ever it was. 'Is there away for me to prove my ability to this friend of mine?' And there was a response. 'Yes, I can lead to to something that none but a resident of these hallowed grounds might know about, but first...' The voice gave him instructions on how to tell his supposed subordinate.
"I don't think I'm crazy, but i think I may have learned something else about myself. Do believe that, in the same manner that Some wizards can speak with snakes, that others can commune with dead, I mean dead other than just ghosts? You know, a medium?" He asked carefully trying to phrase it clearly.
Post by Shadow Clearwater on Jan 16, 2008 13:49:47 GMT -5
Exhaling with a sigh, Shadow shook away hit thoughts. He glanced at Malachy, leaning back against the tombstone before realising what he was doing and jumping up. Did he believe that wizards could communicate with the dead? If he believed that, wouldn't he have tried it already? The one thing he wanted more than anything else, was to speak to his mother again. To tell her how sorry he was for not being able to save her. And to tell her he was sorry for leaving Lily with his father whilst he and Azzy ran.
To tell her everything.
The teen stared upwards as he placed his hands into his pockets, "No, sir, if I believed that, I would have found someone with the ability by now."
Malachy nodded, "And indeed i think you have." He said. seeming sure. "I haven't been to this crypt before yet I have an odd feeling a deja-vu. Among other things." He knew the conclusion that Shadow would be drawing about now and needed to act before he had time to deem Malachy insane. "I can tell you don't believe me. But I believe I might be able to prove it." He said trying talking in a careful tone as if he was selecting the correct word. He wanted Shadow to know that Maalchy was doubtful of his own claim, and not just trying get his hopes up. He wanted to prove to himself that he wasn't just hearing voices as well.
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