A boy and girl our found, dead on a pavement. The muggles are in awe, because nothing points to murder, no blood, no bruises, yet, the wizards now differently. A dark wizard is gathering more and more followers, and soon more deaths will be arrive all professing nothing but misery.
In the meanwhile, Dumbledore and the Ministry are working hand in hand to persuade wizards all over the world to gather against the Dark Lord. The Triwizard Tournament is in order, but will this be enough to convince the students that the 'Greater Good' isn't so good at all?
Which side will you join? Or will there be more Blood on the Pavement
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[open] winter blues « Thread Started on Aug 9, 2008, 9:57am »
Little trinkets of white pattered down so gently onto her gently tanned, olive skin. She felt every droplet of snow, every little pitter patter as she wandered down what was the cobblestone street of Hogsmeade. But it had been engulfed in snow. Her feet were numb under the thin layer of snow that covered her feet. It was Winter time. Even though most people loved frost bite, Bridgette Selena Ritchie didn't quiet enjoy that tingling sensation. She loved the heat, the warmth hitting her skin. The sunlight beating down on her face, not the wind sending a shiver up her spine. The colours; yellow, orange, blue, green.. not just white. She wasn't the Grinch but she just servely disliked winter.
Unfolding her arms and creasing out of her akward postion she twisted the doorknob and made her way into the Hogshead. Sliding off her black jacket, and Christmas coloured scarf she hung them on a rack nearby. It was odd to be wearing such a merry scarf in the middle of Febuary. Winter was almost at an end. The warmth of the fire circulated around the room, in here it felt like summer. She could feel her feet again.
Wandering over she sat down at an empty bar stool. The place was practically deserted. It was creepy for a Saturday afternoon there wasn't a whole lot of people. Weekends were busy due to the Hogwarts rush but not on this particular day. It was just as lazy as the days before it. Just a few of the regulars set down from there late lunch. Henry the loner, a couple of goblins doing there buisness and the bartender who seemed to be dying of boredom.
Slipping behind the counter Bridgette poured herself a beverage. She knew the owner personally. Bridgette worked here on the weekends, cleaning for a couple of bucks. She was saving up for a new camera. As much as she loved her old one she wanted to upgrade. Become a perfessional photographer in the near future. After she finished school of course. She wanted to travell around and take photo's of animals. Ducking back over onto the barstool, she rested her elbows on the counter top. The room was filled with low mumurs. Bridgette's eyelids started to droop as she watched the fire slowly crackle away.
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Re: [open] winter blues « Reply #1 on Aug 11, 2008, 5:54pm »
Winter wasn't so awful. In fact, Fenrir probably had great memories of roaming around the countryside in winter, but all he could remember was waking up at his aunt's house feeling absolutely terrible. Winter in Knockturn Alley was about the same as every other season there only with a bit more dirty slush on the ground and a few more people found dead of hypothermia from trying to sleep outside. That was the first thing you learned about in The Belfries. If you were going to run away, then you'd better find some shelter lest you freeze to death. Not that everyone listened, of course. He had very vivid memories of when they brought Malachi Berkowitz back.
But like everything else in Hogsmeade, winter was a quaint time with lots more junk in the windows which were lit up in red and green. In face, he wondered why Madame Puddifoot's hadn't flooded yet for all snow that they put in there. Coulda just opened the windows, thought Fenrir as he strolled down High Street. He didn't cut a very impressive figure in his worn greyish cloak. Due to his teenage boy sensibilities, he didn't have on a hat or gloves, and every once in a while a snowflake or twenty would find its way down his collar. He didn't shiver, though. Fenrir Greyback doesn't shivver.
He noticed that High Street was conspicuously empty for a Saturday. It wasn't especially freezing out, so there should have been people out shopping or something. Maybe they'd gone somewhere else that didn't have the tourist trap prices that Hogsmeade did. Fenrir himself should have been saving his money, after all, all he had was the money from his summer jobs, which didn't pay much. Even in Knockturn Alley there were places that just didn't hire werewolves, and most of the positions he could get were the kind a fifteen-year-old without his OWLs could get. These, of course, were the legal jobs. He made more, but not very much more, from the ones that fell into a grey to black area.
All in all, he shouldn't have been heading into The Three Broomsticks, even if he was allowed to. Hogwarts did serve better food, but you couldn't get away from the actual students if you tried. Sometimes you couldn't get away from them at The Three Broomsticks, either. He recognized the pretty face immediately, but didn't mind it at all. He hung up his cloak and began to walk over to her. He thought of just ordering and not bothering to say hello, so he did. He waved the bartender over and ordered a Butterbeer. Then he went over and sat next to Bridgette. "Alright?" he asked.
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