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druidflower · 07-25-2007, 11:51 PM

Narcissa floated into the entrance hall with all the grace that was expected of her. No one but her husband, maybe her son, would have a chance of guessing it was forced, except, if he counted her as worth seeing, the Dark Lord, but she was often no more than vapour to him, and she counted herself fortunate for it.

"Severus," she greeted, determined not to show any gratitude for ultimately saving her son's life, too many questions would be asked. "You return a hero. Tell me, how does that feel?" The sneer on her lovely face was expected, the hint that he had never done anything so heroic before so very... Malfoy, of her. Appearances must be kept.

Boys Like Ama · 07-25-2007, 11:51 PM

OoC: Pfft theory smeory. I am going to assume they're all gathered in Malfoy's Manor or....? *clueless* *hears crickets*

And she was off like a bat out of hell probably antagonizing the little life left in Severus. Taking a step from the shadows Rookwood stood by Bella, trying his best not to clamp a hand over her mouth. Why couldn't Rodolphus keep his wife in check? Lucius managed to do it with his woman.

"Breathe Bella," he instructed out of the corner of his mouth.

---

He had really tried not to flinch at the sound of her shrill voice but it was almost impossible and unavoidable. Avery detested being around when Bellatrix was present. Her voice always hid a secretive smile inside it and he constantly wondered what sick plans were going through her once handsome head.

"He must have seeing as your nephew didn't get the job done."

And then there was Narcissa. Avery shivered.

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Speaking of the devil, thought Rookwood as his cold gaze went to rest on Narcissa's pointed chin. Why couldn't Bella be more like her? Cold. Precise. Fake. Instead of being insane, loud and explosive.

Leeness · 07-26-2007, 12:16 AM

Bellatrix rolled her eyes as her stupid, false sister practically floated into the room to greet this sleeze ball, she didnt even care! Bellatrix had half a mind to reach into her pocket and... NO! She is your sister, your pureblood sister: respect that. She grunted in disapproval towards her own thoughts.

Avery and Rookwood didn't take long to turn up at the sound of her screams. They were never in sight to help, they just wanted to see what all the drama was about and if it was anything to dangerous they both would turn on heel and walk away. "Dont make me curse you," Bellatrix spat at Avery as he mocked her and the embaressment she had to call family.

druidflower · 07-26-2007, 12:19 AM

Rodolphus skidded into the hall behind the others, he was NOT going to miss the happenings, his lovely, terrifying brilliant Bella was already getting the wonderful details from Snape, she could always be counted on to be the first on the scene. "Out with it man! Tell us all the details! TELL US NOW!" He finished in a commanding bellow that reminded everyone just how unstable he was.

"Mind your tongue Avery, this remains Malfoy Manor," said Narcissa acidly. Her cold face swiftly taking a stunning resemblence to her sister's for a moment, but quickly settled back to normal, "Perhaps we should all enter into the dining room, as the rest return and where our Mighty Dark Lord awaits."

Nienna · 07-26-2007, 12:36 AM

OCC: I'm slow excuse me xD

Walking into what seemed to be a meeting of Death Eaters, she folded her arms and stood next to Bellatrix. "Oh be quiet, Rudulphos. you don't need to yap about it. Severus'll tell us. Whether he likes it or not." Smirked Sarah, her eyes glinting with mischieviousness as it laid on Snape.

"Tell us dear man. How did you kill him?"

"I can always force it out him." A hiss came out from the corner of the room. Slowly walking out from his corner, he smirked. "You know, Snape. We'd all like to know...so tell us." Folding his arms, he looked around the room and gave everyone a nod. Turning his head back to Snape, he raised a brow, "well?"

LadyNerd · 07-26-2007, 01:02 AM

Yaxley entered the Malfoy Mannor by peeking behind the huge wooden front door. He was late as usual and was not ready to be cursed by someone or something. After seeing the coast was clear, he inched down a long and narrow hallway following the sound of voices to another wooden door that led into what seemed an enormously dim room.

With a sigh of relief, Yaxley did not hear the voice of the Dark Lord and decided to make his presents known to the others that gathered before him. "Here!" he said as he entered the room with arrogance.

Crabbe waddled down the hallway with a cupcake in hand that was snatched from the kitchens of the Malfoy's. Not paying attention to his where abouts, Crabbe looked around for a sign of any of his Slytherin friends and shrugged when no one seemed to be around.

Mamushkaleontti · 07-26-2007, 01:17 AM

Dolohov was perched comfortably on a single arm chair, resting his mask on the left arm while he wiped his wand with a delicate piece of material for sharpening. He was to leave soon for a mission, a mission only to be trusted to him, but the sight of Snape in with news always made him curious. Very curious.

His nose poked the air around him arrogantly while his eyes remained stuck to the wand, but he was paying attention to his surroundings, taking it all in. Without being submissive.

++++++++

Goyle was checking the rim of his belt as he stepped accidentally into the hallow hallways leading into the living room, he didn't mean to come out here but he was distracted by hiding the loaf of bread inside his robes. He's been starving and being around the Dark Lord wasn't exactly a meal catalyst. He thought for one split second that he'd have Draco's house memorized like the back oh his hand with all the years he's been spending here, but no. Unfortunately not.

Hearing a heated argument made him raise an eyebrow in interest, but hunger wasn't exactly helping. There was only one solution to it, hide behind the hallow edge of the lengthy staircase and eat the bread while listening into the conversation. Perfect. He always knew he had a mastermind, something the Dark Lord will reward him beyond others. Yes.

Boys Like Ama · 07-26-2007, 01:20 AM

Rookwood glanced sideways at Avery, his hands clasped behind his back, eyebrows raised. He was always letting his tongue get the best of him and he ended up paying dearly most of the time. Then Lucius joined them. A perfect pair if he ever saw one. Psychotic was too simple of a word to describe them.

"We mustn't keep him waiting then," he spoke to Narcissa purposely walking in front of her.

Avery held his tongue both in fear of what he might say and that Bellatrix would actually curse him into oblivion. The woman wouldn't even think twice about it and she'd sleep like a baby afterwards. Well, perhaps like a demented murdering genius baby.

"My apologies," mumbled Avery, one hand on his stomach, eyes still on Narcissa's eyes as he bowed in an exaggeration of deep regret. He really was pushing it.

**Granger1814** · 07-26-2007, 01:26 AM

It was about time. Snape had finally arrived, and apparently more than one person was quite excited to hear his tale. Crystal rose from her seat in the adjoining room, following a few fellow Death Eaters, the shrieks of Bellatrix echoing around her. Must that woman be so loud?

Pressing one palm against her lips delicately to hide a sigh of frustration, Crystal moved towards the group that had gathered in the room, all badgering Snape with questions of his killing. Would they just let the man speak? He would never get a word in edgewise if everyone continued to interrupt him.

Raising her brow as Yaxley suddenly entered, proclaiming his entrance rather haughtily, Crystal shook her head subtly, finding his display excessive and uncalled for, before flickering her gaze towards Narcissa at her suggestion that they meet with their Lord.

druidflower · 07-26-2007, 01:41 AM

Ever the perfect hostess, no matter how she wished to vomit at Greyback's presence, even Sarah had a certain... unhinged quality that unsettled Narcissa's stomach, she lead them down the beatiful ornate halls of forest green marble and hematite carvings, with gleeming silver tropies, shields and swords in spotless cases, to the Dining Room, which had become a veritable War Room since the Dark Lord had taken up residence.

"My Lord, Severus Snape..." Narcissa truly stood upon ceremony, for she did revere his deed, but for reasons that were hers alone, "and..." she continued distastefully, "others..."

LadyNerd · 07-26-2007, 01:52 AM

Yaxley found an empty spot against the wall, resting his back against it. He heard Narcissa speak and rolled his eyes to himself as she spoke of the "others", as if he were unwanted at her house. His heart began to beat faster as he thought of his Master entering the room at any time. No matter what anyone dare say or think, the Dark Lord was a frightening sight and made Yaxley a tad nervous at times. But non the less, he was a Death Eater and shared values that his fellow DEs deemed worthy as well. He tried to hide his uncomfortable actions from the others around the room and kept his thoughts to himself for a change.

Crabbe walked around the hallway and heard a noise as he stuff the last of his cupcake into his mouth. "Oye!" he spoke with is mouth full as a few crumbs splattered into the air. "Where have you been?" he asked Goyle as he noticed his Slytherin friend hiding. "You know anyone can see you with your robes hanging out like that." He pointed out and quickly turned in the direction of the voices in the room. "Is he in there?" he whispered as he hid behind Goyle speaking of Draco.

Boys Like Ama · 07-26-2007, 01:59 AM

There's a sword. There's another sword. There's a portrait. Hands still clasped behind his back, he released one to stiffle a yawn. If he didn't meet the Dark Lord soon he was going to have to distract himself by trying to see how impermeable some of these folk were with a Malfoy sword. He doubted, however, that Narcissa would find it amusing. Bella perhaps but certainly not Narcissa.

Avery was sulking. He had reason to sulk he also had reason to be afraid. Although he would never admit it, serving Lord Voldemort was frightening especially if you tended to screw up.

Avery wasn't planning on screwing up.

Augustus was not phased by the lack of presentation but he leaned back slightly to glance at Yaxley. He had a feeling the fellow would have liked a more--flashier introduction.

"My Lord," spoke Rookwood and Avery at once, bowing low, eyes cast at the Dark Lord's feet.

druidflower · 07-26-2007, 02:17 AM

Rodolphus bounced from the ball of one foot to the other, unable to keep still. The Dark Lord! He relished with exstacy, He Who Shall Wipe Out All Mudblood Filth! He Who Shall Bring Us To Apogees of Power and Mayhem Never Before Fathomed! Rodolphus cackled meniancly before several sharp looks among his comerades and not a little sobering one from his wife shut him up.

"My Lord," He muttered.

**Granger1814** · 07-26-2007, 02:17 AM

Not speaking her opinion of the suggestion, Crystal simply folded her hands in front of her and followed the group out of the room. She had no complaint of being in the Malfoy mansion, finding the residence somewhat drab, but yet settling for its surroundings. After all, it was not her choice for where they met. She was there to simply follow orders and for the chance to act upon her own pureblood philosophy; given to her by the Dark Lord himself.

Speaking of her Lord....as Crystal entered the room, she bowed out of reverence, soon stepping back to fall into place with the others, ignoring Narcissa's disdainful comment. They were her equals, despite the fact that her home was being used as their headquarters for the time being.

She waited quietly, yet eagerly, rapt with attention for her Lord to speak, so that they may all finally know the story.

BrightestWitch · 07-26-2007, 02:58 AM

Draco had purposely made the walk to the meeting room a long one. Prolonging his arrival to the Death Eater meetings had become a habit, and one that he wouldn’t soon discard of.

Rounding a corner he saw Crabbe and Goyle. Wanting more than anything to go and be with his friends he decided against the inclination and proceeded to the room. But not before gesturing to his friends to hide behind a large tapestry that hung outside the room. There they would be able to eavesdrop without the fear of being discovered.

Entering the room with his head hung low, Draco didn’t look at anyone. The only time he raised his head was to bow to The Dark Lord. As nerve racking as that was, he had no choice, he had to show respect.

Returning his gaze to the floor he made his way over to where his mother sat. He had memorized the path to his usual seat and was glad he had. The last thing he wanted to do was look at anyone, Severus Snape in particular.

Glancing at his mother Draco managed to give her a smile; others would not interpret it as a smile but as a mere frown, albeit to a mother everything was visible.

Nabiya · 07-26-2007, 09:15 AM

Amycus Carrow ambled into Malfoy Manor, a sneer twisting his lips and making him appear far more sinister than he usually did. He almost laughed out loud as he recalled the look on Narcissa Malfoy's face when the Dark Lord had moved into her home.

Disgusting. He thought as he passed an ornate portrait of Draco Malfoy on his way to the meeting room.

He walked in just behind the boy himself and nodded to everyone else gathered there in greeting. The smirk on his face became more pronounced as he took in Lucius' pale countenance.

Leeness · 07-26-2007, 11:32 AM

Bellatrix was still not satisfied by Snape's so called success and she regretted the fact that she would have to wait till the meeting in order to hear the tale... which lucky for Bellatrix was right now. All thoughts of hanging Avery by the toe on barbed wire had been wiped from her mind as she thought of seeing the Dark Lord once more. He was such a kind man. Bellatrix felt like crying with happiness, but resisted. She was not weak, she nuts and crazy! but not weak. "My Lord," she did some stupid arm movements that made her look as if she was irish dancing in a stationary position.

"Silence," hissed a voice near the fire place of the dining room. The chair situated in front of the fire slowly turned itself round so that the man could see all of the people before him. "Sit!" he commanded. He flicked his wand and a few more seats appeared for the spare arrivals and his slit like eyes examined them all. Severus was here, wonderful.

"Welcome my followers, some of you have assisted me in many ways over the past few years, others havent," he didn't glance at anyone in particular. "I think it is time for the ungrateful swines to get a little... payback. Dolohov, please don't forget to give Igor my thanks when you go and kill him and be sure to take someone with you.

"I have come to the conclusion, that we are all to stay here in the Malfoy Manor. There are enough beds in this house to suit you all and even if there werent it wouldnt matter. We need to be as near each other as possible, we cannot have ANY flaws in this plan!" he groaned. "Do I hear any objections?" he looked around at all the faces before him, daring someone to object.

Nienna · 07-26-2007, 03:08 PM

"My Lord!" Muttered Fenrir under his breath as he bowed at the He Who Must Not Be Named. At his command, Greyback quickly sat down, afraid from his master.

His eyes widened at the mention of the Malfoy Manor. "Very lovely your holiness." Greyback smiled, "I'm sure Lucius wouldn't mind us staying in his lovely house."

Sarah rolled her eyes at Greyback and snorted, "You haven't slept in a real house, Greyback. Excited much?" she asked him raising a brow and folding her arms, "I mean you've been rotting in the mud like the little half breed you are."

"You better be quiet little missy, I can bite."

Makani · 07-26-2007, 04:42 PM

Davina kept her tongue in check and her ears deaf as nearly everyone obsessed over Severus killing Snape. Since when did they even think they would get the details before their Dark Lord? Honestly. And then there was their petty bickering. Davina shook her head, wondering how much longer they'd be forced to stay in the same house with one another.

Hanging back as the others gathered in the room, she waited until the very last person sat. She wasn't very fond of sitting before the Dark Lord. Oh yes, she respected him, very much so, but sitting made her feel more vulnerable than usual, and like a child. Children didn't kill like her, so when she could steal the chance, she stood.

She leaned against the doorframe and shook her head lightly as Greyback and little Sarah got into it. Bloody Merlin. Keep the bickering to the dark alleys.

Although she would fancy returning to her own home, they had a task at hand and if Lord Voldemort wanted them sleeping in boxes infested with maggots, they would, without interjections.

Blackened · 07-26-2007, 06:21 PM

Lucius had slipped into the room unnoticed, his apparel far from what was usually expected from the head of the Malfoy family. Mere days had passed since his rescue from Azkaban. Rescue, if it could be indeed called such; Lucius was certain that the price of his freedom would be more terrible than spending another decade in that wretched, God-forsaken place. The past year he had grown to actually feel some very tiny shred of respect for Bellatrix's crazed devotion that had kept her in Azkaban all that time. Of course, Lucius was nowhere near being as loyal or in fact as stupid as to make such a sacrifice.

The troublesome part was that the Dark Lord also knew these things. Lucius was certain. Even if he didn't guess them, which there was hardly any doubt of, nothing escaped the knowledge of their leader. Nothing whatsoever, except perhaps...

His glacial eyes landed on the silhouette of Severus Snape, his old buddy, had Death Eaters had buddies to begin with. Lucius didn't know what to think of Snape. He had saved his son's life, for Draco had failed, failed as everyone had predicted he would. Yet Lucius was still alive, and so was his family. It was almost too good to be true. Where was his punishment?

It was then that he heard Voldemort publicise his plans. They were going to transform the Malfoy Mansion into their Headquarters. Lucius frowned, incapable of feigning his dislike.

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Originally Posted by Nienna

His eyes widened at the mention of the Malfoy Manor. "Very lovely your holiness." Greyback smiled, "I'm sure Lucius wouldn't mind us staying in his lovely house."

"Not that it's any of your business, Greyback..." Lucius sneered, eyeing the werewolf as if he was a disgusting cockroach lounging in one of his silver cups. The thought of that stray dog living in his mansion infuriated him. But any signs of disobedience would probably bring one of Voldemort's Unforgivables upon him.

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Originally Posted by Fizzing Leebee

"I have come to the conclusion, that we are all to stay here in the Malfoy Manor. There are enough beds in this house to suit you all and even if there werent it wouldnt matter. We need to be as near each other as possible, we cannot have ANY flaws in this plan!" he groaned. "Do I hear any objections?" he looked around at all the faces before him, daring someone to object.[/font]

"No, my Lord, we are most pleased to have you here," Lucius spoke in a voice barely louder than a whisper, trying to avoid Voldemort's glance. "It is an honour beyond any of our-"

His voice trailed off, unable to finish what sounded like one big and lousy attempt to convince Voldemort that he was speaking the truth. Not even his sycophancy was working properly anymore. Lucius was heavily worried.

Nabiya · 07-26-2007, 06:33 PM

The smirk on Amycus' lips turned into a full blown grin at the Dark Lord's announcement. He caught Lucius' attempt at being a gracious host and nearly laughed his head off at the way it so obviously fell flat.

He looked around the spacious room and at it's grand decor and let out a low whistle, "Sure ain't got no objections from me, my Lord. This place sure looks better tha' anyfink I've ever lived in."

ooc: *snickers* I may not be able to type the accent very long...

Saz Finnigan · 07-26-2007, 08:21 PM

Alecto listened to the dark lord and said "Eh i have no objections my lord do not want our plan to fail".

Alecto smirked as a few of the group were arguing with each other and said to Greyback "Eh if I get a few muggles to torture i will be sure to toss them your way because I know what you like to do with muggles" Alecto smirked as she awaited Greyback's reply

**Granger1814** · 07-26-2007, 08:57 PM

Crystal’s gaze barely flickered towards the others who entered the room after her. The Malfoy boy and Carrow. Ignoring Carrow, Crystal focused on Draco, a glint of curiosity gleaming in her eyes for a mere second as she wondered what would become of such a young man joining their circle. He would certainly have to prove himself, time and time again to escape the wrath of their Lord. Was he up to it? Most likely, for his father would make certain of it. However, it would be if the boy's spirit was wholeheartedly into his work that would determine his success.

Not having much an opinion on the matter at the time as she did not know much of the boy, Crystal immediately turned her attention to Voldemort as he began to speak. She settled meekly into a chair, leaning forward slightly, attentive to every word. She winced inwardly at Voldemort’s accusation of unfaithful followers, though she had nothing to concern herself with. After all, she had done nothing wrong. Now as for the others…she could not say.

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