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A World of His Own
« Thread Started on Aug 8, 2007, 9:29pm »

"Get over here you...I didn't have you to just sit at your cage all day while you enjoy your food."

The eagle understood his master and flew almost immediately to his arms. His master expressed his loathsome, peering into its eyes yet it remained still, clawed onto his arm.

He noticed the eagle had gray eyes, only to realize that it was his reflection of his eyes. Lifeless, he thought and pleased with the color, figuring that his purpose in this life were to absorb lives of others.

A full vessel will no use of storage but to release its content yet a empty one will have the capacity to be filled..

"You might as well accomplish my order with haste this time, or the only thing you're gonna fill in is my potion," he held its beak, and it lowered his beak with acknowledgement. "Good. This letter is to be received by my father, Abraxas Malfoy by dawn. Do you understand?"

This time the eagle did not respond as though it was just an ordinary eagle. "Tell me you understand," he raised his voice. The eagle took the letter from him, held by its beak and waited for his master next command.

"You have 6 hours before dawn. I suggest you stop taking your own sweet t-" before he could finished his sentence, the eagle flew out the window heading west.

"Hogwarts..." He needed more money this year for the list of items to have. Items that aren't required in lessons in school. Previous year, he had acquired an item that he hasn't quite understand the usage of it yet. He knew it had potential but figured it wasn't the time to unleash it.

"Time is only for the important matters, others shall wait." He opened the window pane outwards, not for a fresher air but eyeing once again at his reflection by the window glass. He was pale. And his gray eyes blinked with amusement.

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Re: A World of His Own
« Reply #1 on Aug 9, 2007, 12:32pm »

ooc : i like the build up here. wanna kno what old lucius is up to.

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Re: A World of His Own
« Reply #2 on Aug 9, 2007, 9:17pm »

OOC: Oh yeah... I quite agree!

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Re: A World of His Own
« Reply #3 on Aug 9, 2007, 10:58pm »

OOC: TIEN? Good.

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Re: A World of His Own
« Reply #4 on Aug 12, 2007, 5:08pm »

It rained that evening. Beyond the tinted windows, iron-black clouds masked the sky. The winds taunted the rigid trees, and those could not withstand the force, surrendered onto the ground. Leaves scattered in fear. Raindrops hammered against the window with force.

The room was dark, and cold. When the lightning struck the grounds, its terror flashed the room, accompanied by roars of thunder, and he found himself smiling at the chaos outside. He took a deep breath, as if he was inhaling the energy left by the lightning and thunder, and he exhaled with a satisfied look on his face.

He had never figured out why he enjoyed this dark weather. Maybe because he hated the sun. Its ray that penetrate the skin, and everything that isnt solid enough to block it. He felt dirty, damaged if he had stayed too long under its shine and would then stay in his room for weeks, perhaps months until he felt that he was clean again.

Taking another deep breath, he walked towards his bed and exhaled before he landed comfortly. He did not switched on the lights - never did during this weather - and he was not worried about his blinded vision. He only needed to wait for several minutes to allow his eyes to adjust to the darkness, and if it were to take longer than it should, flashes of lightning would guide his eyes.

His hand reached into his pocket and drew out a coin of gold. Fingers fiddled along the rough surface of the gold. "I shall be seeing more of you soon. If that is the pathetic young eagle of mine returns with good news, or you'll be seeing none of me and more of eagle's disgested food for a very long time until decided let you out again." He didn't expect the gold understand what he just said, but the coin had turned cold and he gave out a short laugh.

The rain had given up to its last drop. Thunders' growl had turned more of a dog's bark, and cloud had begin to retreat. Soon, the sky would then be taken over by the sun again. The thunder gathered its last strength and gave a loud roar for the last time. He screamed too in displeasure and threw the gold. Both roar and scream ended with a loud shatter of the windowglass.

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Re: A World of His Own
« Reply #5 on Aug 13, 2007, 10:16am »

ooc : more build up I see? and the suspense you're holding back on purpose. go on now, keep at it. term starts soon u kno =P

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Re: A World of His Own
« Reply #6 on Aug 17, 2007, 10:48am »

OOC:
Whatever that I missed in Diagon Valley will be mentioned here...so everyone will know what Lucius is up to. Then I'll give this topic an ending when we all start to post in Hogwarts.
A new topic will be created if Lucius plans to return during Christmas.

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Re: A World of His Own
« Reply #7 on Aug 19, 2007, 5:06pm »

The air was still, its silence that would pierce any ears in the room. Objects rested their rightful places, motionless as they obeyed the laws of physics. Beside a bottle of ink and quill, a parchment floated inches from the rosewood desk, as if it felt insulted by other two objects’ height.

There was a loud crack and the house elf appeared out of nowhere, now stood in front of the parchment. He moved carefully and took the parchment. He stared at it.

“Dobby here, young Master. What are young Master’s order for Dobby?” he asked, politely.

Then, the blank parchment began exerting its content with dark ink. The handwriting was Lucius’. His written words were as fierce as his voice, because Bobby had felt his legs weakened by it, and his hands trembled.

There are two things you need to know and one order to be carried out. You have been warned before I have left for the Hogwarts Express, Dobby. First, there is only one outcome in this task and it is not FAILURE. Do you understand?

He gulped, “Yes- yes, Master…” The more ink of words appeared onto the parchment.

Second, after I had left the Flourish and Blotts that afternoon, I went to Borgin and Burkes. There’s an item in there that belonged to me and you are to retrieve it for me. The owners will know what to do when you arrive.

The item is charmed, so do not attempt to find out about its content, not even if my parents had ordered you to do so. This means it is best that you conceal your knowledge of this item from them. If you were to fail at this simple task, bear in mind that you will not enjoy how dreadful your life would be then.

Then, you will come to Hogwarts through the kitchen two nights before Christmas day, and pass this item to me. Only me, Dobby. There would be impostors as Polyjuice Potion can be made easily by any smart students in Hogwarts. I will bring my wand, as my identification.

I shall warn you again, no one should and must not know about this. That would be all.

Lucius did not sign at the end of the parchment, because the parchment had erupted spits of fire after the words ended. What were left in Dobby’s hands were yellowish ashes. His hands were shaken by it, drops of sweat formed from top of his head.

Terrified, he left the room cautiously, avoiding any dust of ashes from falling onto the floor.

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