“Now, now, now. Is this really the way we should be treating our guests?” Came a rather cold voice from the stairs. Within seconds the person everyone seemed to be waiting for appeared in the basement. Nicholas Valentine had an air of superiority around him and as he descended the steps a chill blew through the room. His long flowing white robes were pristine clean and although a colour associated with the light they failed to give him a friendly look. At his waist was tied a long silver, sheathed sword, held in place by a white belt. Nicholas walked slowly towards the assembled group and the girl, a Hogwarts student that he of course knew off. Nicholas made it his buisness too know his enemy, especially those that went to his school! Turning his head to Christabelle he flashed her a small smile out the corner of his mouth. She had done ever so well, it couldn’t have been easy capturing this mutt. His voice was like velvet as he spoke to his dearest, though how anyone could love a woman with such a warped mind, Alexa probably did not know “Well done my love, you seem to have brought the wolves to dinner, literally. What a fine day it is too for some redemption.” Nicholas spread his arm’s wide as he gazed out of the window, moonlight flooding into the little room and falling across his features “How long I have waited for a moment like this! A time when I can truly cast away this mask and reveal my true self too the world, too you my sweet Alexa. Welcome to my midnight palace, I wish we could have met on better circumstances, or indeed one of its nicer rooms. You will come too appreciate everything which transpires in this room however, given time. Lycanism is a disease, a disease, which must be purged by pain.” Nicholas reached into his long silvery sleeves and produced his wand, though he had mastered wandless magic he would need a focus for this part of the evening. Nicholas tilted his head to the side, so it was almost touching his left shoulder as he gazed down on the Werewolf. His hair fell over his face, though he ran his white hands through it, pushing it away. He had hardly heeded Godric’s presence in the room but he knew that Nicholas was appreciative of him being here. He rarely acknowledged anyone but Christabelle, especially when he was worked up like this. No curses came Alexa’s way however as he decided to speak again. His voice was calm and composed, as if nothing out of the ordinary was occurring tonight “A leash and a collar hmm? I would say befitting for the occasion, though no doubt you would disagree.” Nicholas motioned with his hand for Godric to back away from the girl, the collar could wait there were more important things too do before they had fun. Crouching down a safe distance from Alexa he spoke to her, his eyes piercing right through her “Don’t you see what we are trying to achiever here? We are offering you the chance to cast away this hideous being which you have become. If you die during the process you should be proud, poor, poor little girl. Such a confused and misguided little girl. I can tell you are desperate for my help, don’t be ashamed too ask. Come, let me take you to a place of no return. Cast your childhood and your condition….goodbye. Crucio!”
Those words escaped Nicholas’s mouth with the same venom as anyone would have expected for such a spell. He flicked his wand and allowed the jet of green too make its way towards the young girl. It would be a tough lesson, though one she would have to learn. Nicholas did not consider himself a bad person, Alexa should be proud that she was getting personal treatment from a man of his stature. He would have his fun, then cast her to Godric, who no doubt had some really disturbing things in mind. Nicholas held his wand very lightly in between his index, middle finger and thumb. It allowed for easier precise movements, his eyes would remain fixed on Alexa for the time being…..
by Godric Delk Malfoy Mon Sep 21, 2009 3:42 am
