What the hell are these things?

Sandra paced around the meeting table furiously, waving her wand and muttering to herself as she did so. The front of the table was filled with piles of books and papers, diagrams, newspaper clippings, and a silver penseive.

Sandra was not at her best. She had been up for three days, sorting through old books and texts, only stopping to eat as she tried to figure out why her world had suddenly chosen to flip upside down.

"Demons..."

Since Ne'Os had been defeated he had little choice on what he could appear as. He had found a snake near the house it was a very nice green color he slithered through the house with ease and found the door to the room they used for meetings. Sadly it was closed but thee was a opening at the very bottom of the door he could fit through. He slithered to the table and then wound his way up one of the legs of it. He curled up across the table from Sandra. He gave her a small sad nod. What had he become?

It had been over a month since they had put down the Order, so Caelani was not surprised to be summoned to the manor. She had seen Jess Potter since and he didn't seem much harmed by his time as a statue. It was only a matter of time before he resurrected his little resistance group just like the bird it was named for.

Therefore, she was surprised to catch the end of Sandra's conversation with herself.

"Demons?"

Caelani was skeptical. She had no doubt that there were things no witch or wizard was meant to meddle with. Things like horcruxes, for example. The existence of demons, though, that was far fetched.

Of course, Caelani had read about the things men called demons when she was younger. Who hadn't? But the stories were obvious fictions created by muggles to justify the slaughter of witches and wizards and, more frequently, each other.

((ooc. Sandra, Caelani's family owns a museum, and therefore she has access to lots of archival information. Could go research there))

Suzannah knew what this meeting would be about; she had heard many Death Eaters talking about them all the time. Demons. She wasn't exactly sure what they were, but they sounded self-explanatory and seemed to be a threat. The Death Eaters hadn't met much lately, possibly due to the putting down of the Order, but that was no excuse to put their meetings on hold. There were many things they could mingle about, even if it was only a little "reunion" of sorts. However, Suzannah found it irresponsible to let the Death Eaters stoop to such a low level.

Suz entered the meeting room, finding a seat closest to the head as possible, she always needed to be seen and heard, she was, after all, of high importance to the Death Eaters and was a great figure to represent the Malfoy's. Suz passed Caelani, an annoying member who practically never left her home. She payed no mind to her and approached Sandra, their leader. "Hello Sandra, wonderful to see you again" She said with a smile, taking her seat. She was never usually kind to people, especially her fellow members, but she knew that she must respect Sandra. She just wanted the meeting to begin.

Sandra snapped a quick nod to Ne'os (he had visited her earlier in snake form, and while Sandra found it repugnant, had decided to at least stay courteous. She was still on the fence about killing Ne'os, but who knew how many horcruxes the boy had? No, better to wait it out than take any hasty action.)

"Yes, Demons," She snarled in a tight voice as Caelani entered the room. "I've been looking day and night, through all the usual...and some not so usual...sources, but I can't find anything!" She waved her wand arm violently, and the books were picked up by an invisible force before being thrown into the wall. "What are they?! There should at least be some passing mention...something other than this..." She picked up a small, leather bound notebook and handed it to the younger Death Eater. A passage was circled, and it read:

Beware the ones that lurk below
Powerful magiks they save,
Only those who seek death know,
knowledge they take to the grave

"And that could any number of things," Sandra muttered, grabbing the book back after Caelani had finished. Even if it does refer to these...these Demons, it gives us nothing that we don't already know!" She grasped at her head and slunked down into the large chair at the head of the table. "Powerful magic...of course they're powerful!" She shook her head. "I've had to rely on word of mouth and secondhand encounters...if only we could make contact! If we found out what they wanted, then we might be able to strike a deal...or perhaps we could contain one..."

At about that time, Suzannah walked in, greeting Sandra politely. Sandra put on a strained smile. "Thank you. And I'm so sorry about what happened to Lucius. Believe me, after we sort through this Demon issue, he's our top priority."

Ne'Os looked at one of the more insignificant death eaters he slithered over to it and wrapped himself gently around his neck. He then quickly took control of his weak mind and then spoke through him. "You cannot contain or strike a bargain with these creatures for they do not care for the creatures of this world. They don't even care for the rules of life and death. They don't recognize who is who in this world for all they care you are not the leader of one of the most feared group of people in the world. They see you, and the rest of us and cattle for the slaughter. " he said almost angrily. The appearance of these demons scared him to the very core of his being and deep down he knew the only way they would defeat them was if they had more people at their disposal then they currently did.

Caelani frowned at the passage. Sandra was right, it could be talking of any number of things, but then, Caelani didn't believe these things were demons however much the name fitted.

She nodded along to Ne'os' surmise. For once, the dimwit had got something right.

"There are dozens of texts describing how to summon and hold one of these creatures," she mused, "but they tend to be very sketchy on how to get rid of them. And most of them were works in progress."

She cleared her throat.

"The author usually died before the book was finished."

"You know, my father has some lovely works on necromancy, perhaps we ought to resurrect someone who's actually tried this before we go stumbling blindly in?"

Zara strolled into the meeting room and glanced around the table. A few other people were there, including a snack and Suzanna Malfoy. Sandra seemed to be in a very upset state about something, but Zara didn't really care what for. Sliding into a chair, she finally heard what the meeting was about. "They want us dead.." She muttered shaking her head, her hand going to her ribs. "They aren't the nicest things either, rather ugly in fact... seem to think we stole something from them." She said casually, as though it were no big deal.

In fact Zara had only recently been attacked by a lady one down Knockturn Alley, destroyed one of her favorite shops, and ended up having to go to St. Mungos for a badly broken leg, which they had healed up in a manner of seconds. "They have a nasty temper, and a want to play.." She said as though reciting from a book, and she went to studying her nails. "Don't like them much myself, but if we could side with them, Order would be down in a manner of seconds I'd say, and for good this time, not what they are right now.." She leaned back on the back legs of her chair and looked over her nails at the other Death Eaters in the room.

Sweeping into the meeting room that was once her dining room, Narcissa took a seat. Lucius was missing as per usual. That was a pity; she could have used his company. Although it was not usually needed being surrounded by their agitated leader was the last thing in the world that Narcissa needed. That and Emof was a snake. That was probably the first thing she noticed, Sandra’s distress being the second. She knew no other wizard that favoured speaking through others and impersonating people. It was an interesting way of getting yourself heard although Narcissa had never tried it herself. She wasn’t quite that way inclined. Demons. Narcissa had yet to come across one of the supposedly bad-tempered beings. She planned on putting that off for as long as possible. She might have been equally as bad tempered and just as stubborn but she was aging now. She was beginning to feel her age and it was wearing her. “..Demons...” Narcissa said stonily.

“Well don’t they sound frightfully exciting?” She looked at the young Death Eater that had spoken before her and Narcissa inclined her head slightly to the girl. “Probably their freedom.” She supplied as an answer to what the Death Eaters supposedly took. Freedom and probably something sacred. Thank you Lord Voldemort.

Ne'Os tightened his hold on the death eater he was coiled around causing the death eater to cough as his throat was being crushed Ne'Os quickly uncoiled slightly to allow him air before he spoke through him again. "Like i said we cant side with them. They only know there side and thats all they need" he said through the death eater. "But i fear that if you want to hear how and of those people did anything we would need one of the deathly hollows. More specifically one I was searching for when i was still using the order. Its a stone that allows the user to speak with the dead it was rumored to be given to Harry Potter sometime before he was killed It could be anywhere but if we were to look for it the best place to start would be the place he died. To clarify the only use necromancy has is to make inferi unless one of these people is a ghost you have no way besides that to talk to them" He said finely done rambling. He let the death eater take control he massaged his neck and giving the snake around his throat a frightened look. Ne'Os rolled the snakes eyes and slithered onto the death eater's shoulder to give him more comfort.