12-27-2009, 09:32 AM
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SS Featured Artist DA Poet Rupert is My Man! SS100 Triumphant Aethonan
Join Date: Jul 2004 Location: The Wicked House
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Hogwarts RPG Name: Ottery St. Catchpole Gryffindor Third Year | The story continues ... Paris & Kellybear r luv :Read Otty 's fics:Gone With the Wind:I♥Rupert T: Enough with the ooey gooeyness lets get this fic finished! *fires the cannons* O: Yes, I have to admit the whole taking of the train has kind of derailed this story hasn't it? *ahem* My apologies dear readers I'll kill off a few characters and get this puppy back on track. T: Sax, violence and gratuitous *Otty clamps Teddy's mouth* O: The usual stuffs ... *to Teddy* ♥ The girl was reading a book when they walked in. Likely they thought they’d scare her, that they would be something truly menacing dragging a boy into the compartment by his hair screaming. They were new recruits, they did not know. Nynevah calmly put her book down. The Ravenclaw had seen and faced horrors they could not even begin to imagine.
It was without the slightest bit of drama or giving away anything that she pulled out her wand and stunned them all. The boy stared up at her crying.
“It’s going to be all right,” she said and sat the third year down. Through the open door she could hear screaming. Little did the Death Eaters know it was only the beginning. She closed her eyes and tried to calm down the rage inside of her because if it built up she would lose control and her spell would envelope everyone. Calmly she opened her eyes and cried, “nightmare” and a cloak of darkest night descended over her car. ♥ Okay I'll make it a double post ... to rush it along *is really behind now* WARNING: The following post contains graphic content about bugs so ... uhm, if you don't like creepy crawlies or have a phobia of insects you might want to skip it. “And that’s why they call me Spider,” the bald bespectacled man said for the umpteenth time as two Death Eaters, a man and a woman, screamed in terror grabbing at themselves trying to flick off imaginary bugs. He stepped quietly out of the compartment and ran into an old friend.
“Bellatrix Lestrange, is that you love?” Spider asked smiling evilly. “I haven’t seen you in a very long time. Would you care for a chocolate?” The man made to offer her something from a small metal box and she screamed.
“Oh no you don’t you vicious little basilisk. I know your little trick I can … I can …” Bellatrix stood against the wall trying to get away in a mad panic.
“You can’t fight my legilimens,” he said laughing.
“Get out of my mind you dirty …aaaaaaaaah,” she screamed in terror.
Neville stood there watching as he knelt over Luna. That sick woman had made a point to follow him after what had happened at the Ministry, the crazy witch had meant to destroy all the Longbottoms. Bellatrix Lestrange was pure evil sickness and Neville had no idea how to fight that. Luna had defended him and spurred on by her actions he had fought back against Bellatrix but all in vain as the witch was too powerful.
But who the devil was this stranger?
Bellatrix fell to the floor cringing in terror. Neville looked away. It looked too much like someone writhing in pain, like the Cruciatus curse. Was that how it had been for his parents? Was that what they had done as that wicked woman had put them under that unforgivable and tortured them hour after hour until their minds finally snapped?
“Neville, I’m alright,” Luna said weakly. She started coughing weakly, though the spasms racked her whole body.
The boy helped her to sit up. Bellatrix had ambushed them. The witch had slammed Luna against the wall then she’d cut Neville across the chest and she had slammed Luna against another wall again, never letting up even as the Gryffindor boy tried to rescue his companion. Then when Luna had passed out Bellatrix had turned her full attention on Neville and had tortured him but for the timely intervention of this Spider character.
“We need to get out of here,” Luna remarked.
“Good idea,” Neville nodded and helped her to her feet.
“Going so soon my young companions?” the man named Spider remarked. Neville shuddered as he saw a centipede crawl around the man’s wrist and up his sleeve. “Don’t let me keep you, then.”
“Enough!” Bellatrix cried out squirming on the floor screaming and trying to get real as well as imagined vermin off of her. “Stop it! Stop it I say!” She was sobbing helplessly trying to keep things from crawling into her ears and into her eyes and shivering in terror.
Squatting down next to her, the man said, “I don’t think there can ever be enough hells for the kind of torments you’ve made for others Bellatrix.”
Just then the door slammed open and Narcissa walked into the trains corridor. She carried herself with an air of grace and regality, but that did not mean she was not a pragmatic fighter, she kicked out Neville’s leg from under him, stunned Luna and disarmed Spider Robinson before anyone could say anything. Behind her Draco stood aghast. He was surprised at Mummy’s prowess.
She put her mask back on and ordered her son away, “Draco get out of here, you cant be seen with us.”
Neville’s cheek felt cold as it touched the floorboards of the train. Things were happening outside his line of sight, he could see a pair of boots, ‘those must belong to Draco’ he thought, as he watched them run away.
Bellatrix stopped screaming for a second as she stood up disappearing from Neville’s sight except for her high heeled black boots and the bottom of her scraggly and wretched dress. There were some spells exchanged but Neville couldn’t be bothered to pay them any mind as he was blowing air at a spider that was crawling towards him. Right about now Trevor would have really come in handy but somewhere along the way Neville had lost him or perhaps he had left him back in the compartment.
Just as someone stepped on the spider his world went black. Look everyone, SS has bugs Get it ... bugs    
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