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Jade Young · 05-16-2008, 01:42 PM

The Memory Chamber of the Department of Mysteries is a highly secured vault in which history is recorded by a series of memories expertly pieced together to illustrate accounts of events in the fullest degree possible. These records are not complete. Some pieces are missing and others are damaged by spells and traumatic happenings, but these are the details as clearly as they were seen and interpreted. The following recollections are based upon the occurences surrounding Danton Latimer Gethin, also known as Lord Gethin, also known as the Second Arising of He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named, also known as the Dark Son.

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Gethin, Danton Latimer: Department of Mysteries - Log 1 (Esica 14-A) November 22, 2106

It is difficult now to say why Danton did what he did, for no one can remember what the poor lad was like while he was alive. Perhaps he was adventerous and simply chasing a thrill. Perhaps he thought it a scholarly challenge. Or perhaps he was evil, even before he made that trip into the darkness this world had left behind. Even those of us recording the story in the archives of the Department of Mysteries do not know. What we do know is that this world will not again underestimate the dark powers of the late Lord Voldemort.

Attached memory from Gethin, Omery Talen, father - Retrieved by DoM agent Alpha-3C

Danton held the handle of his wand between his teeth in deep concentration as he stared at the color of his potion. It had to be perfect before he could add the final ingredient unless he wanted to start the seven-month-long process all over again. Squinting at it thoughtfully, he nodded, removed his wand from his mouth and gently placed a single beatle's eye in the dead center of the cauldron, whispering dead words as he waved his wand over the concoction.

Almost instantaneously after he fell silent, the air above the cauldron began to crackle, smelling like burnt atmosphere. A dark spot seemed to appear in Danton's vision. He rubbed his eyes with the back of his sleeve, but it remained, becoming larger. When it was the size of a snitch, the young wizard realized that it wasn't a black spot in his vision but a black spot in the world. An empty space, as black as death, grew and stretched before him. He smiled to himself and let loose a call of triumph that echoed through the empty basement laboratory. It had worked! The portal was opening! When the portal was the size of a small doorway, Danton stuck his wand in his back pocket and climbed through.

Dead silence filled the chamber Danton had used to perform this ancient ritual. A man, with the same dark hair and dark brown eyes as Danton stepped off of the stairwell, a stunned expression on his face. He walked slowly over to the portal, careful to keep his distance and unwilling to get withing three feet of it. Omery Gethin, Danton's father and the owner of the lab, had never throught it possible for his 18-year-old son to do what he had just done, smart as he was. Still, he was terrified of the rift and, despite the danger of his son, found that he could do nothing but wait and stare into the nothing. He stood there for days, not eating or drinking. Just... waiting.

At the end of the sixth day, a hand grasped the edge of the portal and Danton pulled himself back through. He tossed a bit of sand into the cauldron and, the potion ruined, the portal closed with a sound of suction. Danton straightened his robes, dusting himself off slightly and smirked. He took a deep breath of the dungeonous air, his eyes flickering a murderous red as he looked upon his father. Wand in hand, Danton approached Omery.

End of attached memory.

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05-16-2008, 01:42 PM	#1 (permalink)
Jade Young Plimpy Location: Pumpkin's Shire Join Date: May 2008 Posts: 1,108 Hogwarts RPG Name: Jade Zketchilya Vyacheslav First Year Ministry RPG Name: Zketchilya Vitolyara Vyacheslav Department of Mysteries	The Memory Chamber: Sinister Ambition - Sa13+ The Memory Chamber of the Department of Mysteries is a highly secured vault in which history is recorded by a series of memories expertly pieced together to illustrate accounts of events in the fullest degree possible. These records are not complete. Some pieces are missing and others are damaged by spells and traumatic happenings, but these are the details as clearly as they were seen and interpreted. The following recollections are based upon the occurences surrounding Danton Latimer Gethin, also known as Lord Gethin, also known as the Second Arising of He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named, also known as the Dark Son. - Gethin, Danton Latimer: Department of Mysteries - Log 1 (Esica 14-A) November 22, 2106* It is difficult now to say why Danton did what he did, for no one can remember what the poor lad was like while he was alive. Perhaps he was adventerous and simply chasing a thrill. Perhaps he thought it a scholarly challenge. Or perhaps he was evil, even before he made that trip into the darkness this world had left behind. Even those of us recording the story in the archives of the Department of Mysteries do not know. What we do know is that this world will not again underestimate the dark powers of the late Lord Voldemort. Attached memory from Gethin, Omery Talen, father - Retrieved by DoM agent Alpha-3C Danton held the handle of his wand between his teeth in deep concentration as he stared at the color of his potion. It had to be perfect before he could add the final ingredient unless he wanted to start the seven-month-long process all over again. Squinting at it thoughtfully, he nodded, removed his wand from his mouth and gently placed a single beatle's eye in the dead center of the cauldron, whispering dead words as he waved his wand over the concoction. Almost instantaneously after he fell silent, the air above the cauldron began to crackle, smelling like burnt atmosphere. A dark spot seemed to appear in Danton's vision. He rubbed his eyes with the back of his sleeve, but it remained, becoming larger. When it was the size of a snitch, the young wizard realized that it wasn't a black spot in his vision but a black spot in the world. An empty space, as black as death, grew and stretched before him. He smiled to himself and let loose a call of triumph that echoed through the empty basement laboratory. It had worked! The portal was opening! When the portal was the size of a small doorway, Danton stuck his wand in his back pocket and climbed through. Dead silence filled the chamber Danton had used to perform this ancient ritual. A man, with the same dark hair and dark brown eyes as Danton stepped off of the stairwell, a stunned expression on his face. He walked slowly over to the portal, careful to keep his distance and unwilling to get withing three feet of it. Omery Gethin, Danton's father and the owner of the lab, had never throught it possible for his 18-year-old son to do what he had just done, smart as he was. Still, he was terrified of the rift and, despite the danger of his son, found that he could do nothing but wait and stare into the nothing. He stood there for days, not eating or drinking. Just... waiting. At the end of the sixth day, a hand grasped the edge of the portal and Danton pulled himself back through. He tossed a bit of sand into the cauldron and, the potion ruined, the portal closed with a sound of suction. Danton straightened his robes, dusting himself off slightly and smirked. He took a deep breath of the dungeonous air, his eyes flickering a murderous red as he looked upon his father. Wand in hand, Danton approached Omery. End of attached memory. ---------- Please review! Last edited by Jade Young : 06-08-2008 at 08:10 PM.