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Post by Fitzy Patricks on Oct 22, 2007 20:57:21 GMT
I break away from all the little packs of students to head past the shrieking shack, where I can pretty much count on being alone. Why I even came to Hogsmeade I will never know. Maybe my newfound friendliness is tricking my brain into thinking I like people.
I walk hunched over slightly, arms crossed against the cold, until the yells of students are behind me and all I can hear is the wind. Now this is more like it, I think, glancing up at the shack. I've always liked it out here better than back there - there's something very calming about haunted buildings.
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Post by Jerami Heightington on Oct 22, 2007 21:20:44 GMT
Jerami watched the kids from the top window in the Shrieking Shack. There were a few he recozied and others he didn't. As one of the student's walked towards the shack he withdrew from the window and moved so he could watch the door. If some one was to enter. Then He could finish them quickly and with the loud clutter of student's no one would hear the screams.
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Post by Fitzy Patricks on Oct 22, 2007 21:29:27 GMT
I lean forward slightly on the fence outside the shack, frowning just a little when I think I see movement in the window.
Haunted, moron. Just because there's no one living doesn't mean there's no one moving.
I shrug a little uneasily, not liking seeing movement in one of my favorite places as if there's someone else there. But it's just a haunted building, and I relax again as I listen to the wind.
Just a haunted building, idiot. There is no one there.
And I turn around to hoist myself onto the fence, far preferring to watch the idiots from a safe distance than to have my back turned.
It's safe here.
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Post by Jerami Heightington on Oct 22, 2007 21:48:37 GMT
Jerami listened, waited for the door to open. Nothing... No sound..till a bit of rustling out side. 'He's at the fence.' he thought taking his wand out and pointing it at the door. This would be easier then he thought.
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Post by Fitzy Patricks on Oct 22, 2007 21:58:02 GMT
It really is quite cold out here, I think after a moment, standing up. And for some reason I'm restless.
I shrug and hop over the fence, deciding to examine the building itself. Apparently no one could ever get in, but it might be interesting anyway. And maybe I could spot something that others missed.
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Post by Jerami Heightington on Oct 22, 2007 22:05:10 GMT
Jerami started to become impatient and moved back up to the top window and looked out. But kept cover on the side of the window sill. The boy was making an approch and would proabally throw something at the shack or walk away.
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Post by Fitzy Patricks on Oct 22, 2007 22:10:38 GMT
I slap a hand against the front of the shack to half-swing myself over to the side, kicking at the ground and wondering why I can never be still. Maybe I'll just pace around the thing, looking like an idiot, I think musingly, and proceed to do just that, running my left hand over the walls.
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Post by Jerami Heightington on Oct 22, 2007 22:12:30 GMT
Jerami followed the boy window to window. Watching the boy. If he could find the secert into the shack then he would make sure that he wouldn't leave.
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Post by Fitzy Patricks on Oct 22, 2007 22:18:10 GMT
Okay, this is ridiculous, I think after what feels like ten minutes, slamming my hand against the wall again. Your life has gotten truly pathetic when this is how you spend your free time. Go back up to the castle and look up potion ingredients or something. Go hang out in Honeydukes until you jump out of your skin. Anything but this.
I shake my head and head back into town, glancing back at the shack repeatedly as I do so.
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Post by Jerami Heightington on Oct 22, 2007 22:20:46 GMT
Jerami kept following the boy and watching the boy walk away. When he glanced back Jerami noticed the boys face... Fitzy... A deatheater he knew. He was getting soft.. like ricky did.
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Post by Fitzy Patricks on Oct 22, 2007 22:25:02 GMT
I stop suddenly as I spot something in one of the windows while I'm glancing back.
That does not look like a ghost.... I frown and turn around, heading back to the shack and watching the window all the while.
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Post by Jerami Heightington on Oct 23, 2007 0:23:27 GMT
Jerami watched the boy turn. 'Shit' he thought and moved from the window quickly. If he didn't see him before he did that time.
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Post by Fitzy Patricks on Oct 23, 2007 0:29:59 GMT
Okay... I definitely saw something move, and it definitely wasn't a ghost, I think, pulling out my wand as I get closer to the house. Then I stop with my hand on the front wall.
So... you're going closer to it? Brilliant idea, Fitzy.
I stand there for a minute, torn between curiosity and common sense.
Curiosity killed Jake, numbskull. Well... that and a rotten temper.
My head has a point... but so does the other half of it, burning to know what's going on in there. So I continue standing, trapped in indecision.
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Post by Jerami Heightington on Oct 23, 2007 0:32:53 GMT
Jerami moved through the house quickly. He had been laying quite for a while now. He couldn't let it get blown yet.
((brb in about 20 mins))
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Post by Fitzy Patricks on Oct 23, 2007 0:36:49 GMT
After a minute it occurs to me that I still don't know how to get in there even if I make up my mind. I frown and start examining the walls, wondering why anyone would bother making it difficult for people to get into a haunted shack anyway.
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Post by Jerami Heightington on Oct 23, 2007 2:46:29 GMT
Jerami waited watching the secert door that could be pushed open if tapped the right way. He stumbled on it on accident his 4th year. If it was a fellow deatheater... they should of been able to figure it out.
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Post by Fitzy Patricks on Oct 23, 2007 14:12:55 GMT
After a minute or so I notice a section of wood that doesn't seem quite right somehow when I press on it. Eventually I tap it a certain way, mostly in frustration, and then press on it again only to freeze.
Okay.... So I can definitely get in there now.
I look over my shoulder, where there's nothing - I'm out of site of pretty much anybody in Hogsmeade, I think - and then back at the opening.
The question remains... do I want to?
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Post by Jerami Heightington on Oct 24, 2007 0:21:03 GMT
Hearing the crinkle of wood as the secret door opened itself to him Jerami quickly wnet down the stairs so the opening was in sight. The light from it was almost blinding it illumanated the walls of the shack just a enough for him to see a bit. But not Jerami... At least not yet.
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Post by Fitzy Patricks on Oct 24, 2007 18:43:33 GMT
Ah, screw it, I mutter to myself, making sure I've got hold of my wand as I step inside... and freeze as I see who it is that I saw in the window.
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Post by Jerami Heightington on Oct 25, 2007 2:00:00 GMT
'Why not have alittle fun?' Jerami thought with a devilish grin. After all.. it had been about six months since he had last saw Fitzy. With a wave of his wand the wooden door closed and Jerami kept his gaze at the boy. "Hello Fitzy."
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Post by Fitzy Patricks on Oct 25, 2007 14:31:07 GMT
"Hello, Heightington," I say cautiously, backing up a bit and keeping my wand lowered but ready. I wasn't about to do something stupid like Jake had. At this thought I remember what they said had been done to him, and I quickly suppress a flash of anger that may or may not have shown up briefly in my face. "Heard that you're acquainted with a friend of mine," I say before I can stop myself, struggling to keep my voice even.
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Post by Jerami Heightington on Nov 24, 2007 18:29:19 GMT
"Oh and who would that be?" Jerami said with a smile. "I'm acquanited with many people. Some girls, some guys, some fuck buddies and other's just people to fuck with." Jerami said plainly.
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Post by Fitzy Patricks on Nov 24, 2007 18:40:00 GMT
"Oh, this one would be a guy," I nod, fidgeting with my wand and longing to hurl a curse at him. "And I'm pretty sure one of the latter. Mudblood, bit opinionated. Very much an idiot. Dead now," I add almost casually, restraining my dislike.
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Post by Jerami Heightington on Nov 24, 2007 19:17:14 GMT
Jerami looked up and folded his arms as if thinking. "Hmmm would he be named Jake? He was targeted for some reason. Don't remember why though." Jerami laughed. "Was fun to chop him up though. Into little pieces."
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Post by Fitzy Patricks on Nov 24, 2007 19:23:44 GMT
It takes every ounce of self-control to restrain my rage at this point and not hex him, though I do sub-consciously raise my wand a bit without meaning to.
"Glad he entertained you," I spit bitterly, struggling not to do something stupid. Not like he had.
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Post by Jerami Heightington on Nov 24, 2007 19:26:51 GMT
"Oh did i strike a nerve." He said walking towards the boy hands in his pockets. "Did you and him share a bond of friendship?" Jerami asked with a laugh. "Well did you little Fitzy?"
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Post by Fitzy Patricks on Nov 24, 2007 19:34:29 GMT
I close my eyes briefly to get myself under control, knowing that it's stupid to do so but at least it will prevent me from doing something stupider. Make this guy angry and he might go after Arden. Lower your guard and he'll just kill you, but do not make him angry.
"Yeah, we did, actually," I mutter. "One and only Slytherin I didn't hate on sight. Bit too much of an idiot, of course, and I guess he got what was coming." I shrug.
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Post by Jerami Heightington on Nov 24, 2007 19:45:15 GMT
"Actually he could have gotten more. Maybe i could of had saphire fuck with his head some more. Make him feel even more wanted before letting him know that she was just using him for a fuck buddy. Or maybe leave him conncted and pissed on. Oh and my favoite. But him up on a cross naked on the quidditch pitch." jerami said circling around him, like a vulture over a dead carcus.
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Post by Fitzy Patricks on Nov 24, 2007 19:48:16 GMT
I shake my head disgustedly, tuning out the majority of it and trying not to actually think.
The guy was an idiot and got what was coming to him, I repeat to myself, not trusting myself to say anything.
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Post by Jerami Heightington on Nov 24, 2007 20:21:44 GMT
"Well thats not a very good way to talk about a friend. I mean, you called a dead guy an idiot. Not good at all." He said shaking his head.
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