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Gellert Grindelwald (diemrationis) wrote in sapientiae_rpg,
@ 2008-01-10 15:01:00

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charlie weasley, gellert grindelwald, peter pettigrew, salazar slytherin

Some kids play with matches. Gellert plays with Incendio.
WHO: Gellert, Peter, Teddy, Severus -- anyone that sees a burning castle and thinks something might be amiss, really.
WHERE: Gellert's cannibalistic castle.
WHEN: Thursday afternoon
WHAT: The King of Groovy suggested that Gellert make some sort of signal to let people know where he is. Gellert set a bedsheet on fire and hung it out the window. The fire, as fires tend to do, SPREAD.
Complete?: No.

If Gellert had known that he couldn't die, he might have been slightly less panicked. Only slightly because imminent death or not, fires were SCARY! Especially this one! It was all big and yellow and red and orange and CHASING HIM. Gellert was sure the castle was making the fire go after him because how else to explain how it had found his excellent hiding place?

Short legs pumping to their full extreme, Gellert ran wildly down a corridor, then paused for a moment to flip open the book filled with not-djinns and see if anyone had told him how to save himself. HAH! There was a new comment!

"Aquos portalus indundus!" His wand was a pencil with one of Gellert's own hairs wound around it, soaked in the boy's blood. Blood was the oldest magic; wands were basically just conduits and the centers were just to keep the magic flowing straight. The family wandmaker had told Gellert that ages ago and Gellert had remembered that, which was why he'd opted to use his own blood and hair for this wand.

That, and the fact that he had nothing else around.

With a counterclockwise twist of the wand and an upwards flick just like the book had said, Gellert faced down the flames in the room he'd been trapped in.

It filled up with water and the flames died in the doorway; it filled up with water and Gellert screamed half with delight, half with triumph as he tried to tread water and not drown. Drowning would be a not-fun way to die! The water spilled out into the corridor, chasing the flames, and on the outside of the castle, the flames writhed angrily, dancing with malevolent glee. They highlighted the castle in red, outlining it with fire, even as water spurted out from one window like the jet of a fountain.

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wormtail_pete
2008-01-10 08:40 pm UTC (link)

Peter Apparated to the forest with a CRACK. Stupid Snape. Telling Gellert to send up a signal.

...and what a signal it was! Peter saw the smoke rising from a distance and concentrated on Apparating near the flames. When he reappeared, it was just outside of the castle. "Oh, holy... GELLERT!" Well, that was stupid. He doubted the kid inside could hear him through the walls of the castle and through the walls of flame. It wasn't as though Gellert could get killed, but it probably wouldn't feel too good to burn, even if you were dead.

He ran to the door and tried it, but it was warded, like he figured it would be, then in a second he was a rat. That was one good thing about his animagus form, most people didn't ward off rodents and there was almost always a way in when you were small and could squish your body even smaller.

He scurried around the perimeter of the house until he found an opening that he could squish himself into, then quickly switched back to human form. "Gellert!" he called again. The house was big and he needed to find the boy fast.

Of course, a stray piece of furniture randomly swiped at him. He let out a squeak... to his horror, and actual squeak, and then shifted again. All right, he'd have to find Gellert like this. He set off in his rat form through the house, hoping he'd hear the boy soon. This is stupid. This is so stupid. Why did I do this?!

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diemrationis
2008-01-10 08:48 pm UTC (link)

"Aquos portalus indundus!" Gelllert yelled the charm again at the top of his voice. He was thoroughly drenched, robes sticking to his skin and making him look even smaller, curls wet spirals of gold. The dampness of his clothes prevented them from catching fire at least, but Gellert kept coughing from the effects of the smoke inhalation. He held one arm of the robes over his mouth, and tried the water curse again, hitting a chair with it this time.

The chair snarled and bounced at him, so Gellert hastily tried, "REDUCTO!"

That meant that when the chair bit him, it was only small enough to bite his ankle. "OW!"

Which still hurt.

Stomping it to splinters, Gellert saw the ceiling start to reach down with stony hands, arms emerging from the rock like golems awakening, and waved his wand frantically at the ceiling, "Zyaayati!"

The Sanskrit curse made the stone arms freeze, encased in blocks of ice -- and then fall to the ground, shattering into thousands of bits of ice as they did so. With a yelp, Gellert danced backwards to avoid being hit by any of the debris, a small, fiercely concentrated figure of black and gold and pouty determination to not be killed by this stupid castle or the even stupider fire!

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wormtail_pete
2008-01-10 09:05 pm UTC (link)

There was noise. Lots of it. Peter could hear it now and it didn't sound pretty. He realised, with irony, that this might be the single most brave thing he'd ever done in his life... except that he was dead... and he doubted he would have done it for an adult. Or maybe it was because Gellert had been one of the first people to be nice to him since he came here. Probably both. He couldn't leave a kid alone in a bad situation.

Tiny legs carried him faster than his clunky human ones could... and then there was water, and he momentarily panicked until he remembered he could swim in this form, too. Oh... Oh yeah.

He spotted Gellert just as the ceiling crashed down, and narrowly avoided being crushed, then scurried through it, thankful for his small size and agility no more than he had been before. He reached Gellert and started to tug him away from danger before he realised he needed to shift back.

In a whir of fur and flash and clothes spelled to "come and go" and adjust as he shifted, Peter was a man again. "What the hell kind of house is this?!" he blurted, casting a quick shielding charm to protect them as books started to fling themselves at them from God knows where. "Are you okay?!" he didn't wait for an answer. "Follow me and keep close!" he shouted.

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serpent_kiss
2008-01-10 09:07 pm UTC (link)

Salazar left his castle and scanned the horizon, searching for signs of fire, finally spotting some smoke in the distance. He Apparated, the sound a loud whipcrack in the air. A moment later, he arrived a short distance from his destination, which was, as Gellert had posted in Salazar's journal, on fire.

The first priority is to stop the fire. Salazar plucked a twig from the ground and transfigured it into a staff to use as a focal point for his concentration. He raised it in the air and stared at the castle, calling up his magic from deep within.

"Sbennute!"

A wave of movement rolled out from Salazar's fingertips and headed towards the castle, moving through the structure and extinguishing the flames.

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diemrationis
2008-01-10 09:16 pm UTC (link)

Suddenly, there was a MAN in the house! An adult! A big person!

His eyes widening, Gellert stumbled back a step, head tilted up so that he could see who this stranger was. The castle hadn't sent any REAL people against him! What if this was one of the Muggles and he had come to kill him?!

Fingers slipping on the bloody wand, hand wet from the water and his other hand too bloodied to hold it, Gellert prepared to defend himself -- and then the stranger cast a shielding charm.

Oh. It was okay. The man was a wizard, like him. Maybe not a pureblood, but this was no time to be picky! And if he was leading Gellert into a trap, then Gellert could deal with that afterwards. For now, Gellert yelled back in English, having to remember not to use German and words accented somewhat, "I don't know, I just woke up here and it started trying to kill me and my hand's bleeding and do you know a way out? The walls keep moving!"

Even as he spoke, the walls behind Peter started to seal up. Wet curls sticking to his forehead and blocking his view a bit, Gellert grabbed Peter's hand for safety and cast a hasty, "Vidyullataa!"

The Sanskrit lightning curse made the wall shatter with as a flash of white light hit it, the bits of rock from the exploding deflected by Peter's shielding charm.

And then the fire was gone. Eyes wide, Gellert looked at Peter with respect and a little shock, "Did you do that? WOW. I didn't even hear you say anything!"

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wormtail_pete
2008-01-10 09:29 pm UTC (link)

Peter grabbed Gellert's hand, watching the walls close and wondering if he could jump out the window with the boy and not get hurt. A nasty voice inside his head told him he could get out easy without the boy if he had to, but his stomach rolled at the thought and then the kid was blasting the walls away.

Oh, Merlin! This kid is GOOD! Not that he really should be surprised, considering who he became, but still.

"No," he blurted automatically to Gellert's question. Then he wished he'd taken credit for getting rid of the fire at the look on Gellert's face. He started to climb over the rubble, pulling Gellert behind him and trying not to fall... then he realised something. He was a bloody wizard, wasn't he?! With a wave of his wand the path was cleared. The walls were starting to close again and he made a run for it, almost dragging the kid with him. "Immobulus!" he found himself shouting... and it didn't work as well as it should have, but everything around them slowed down a little. "We need to find a way out!" he said, still running and trying to remember where the front door was in relation to where they were now.

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diemrationis
2008-01-10 09:41 pm UTC (link)

Doing his best to keep up, Gellert stumbled over the rubble as well, even as his mind raced, "Aber wenn du--"

Wait, he was speaking German! Wrong language. "But if you didn't, and I didn't, then who did? Do you think that some other kids were also kidnapped and are here somewhere?"

Pointing his makeshift wand at his throat, he cast, "Sonorous!" and yelled out, "IF THERE IS ANYONE ELSE IN THE CASTLE, GET OUT NOW."

He let the charm lapse, running past all the slow-moving bits of the castle, and kept a tight hold of Peter's hand. "We're up high! So to get out, we need to go down. You keep casting the slowing charm so that we won't fall too fast, and I'll open us a path downwards!"

Gellert looked down at the floor under their feet and without any hesitation, cast, "Udubjati!"

The floor split into two smoothly, and Gellert cast it again and again and again, opening up every floor/ceiling underneath them as they fell. It was like creating an elevator shaft, in a way; Gellert had used this charm for digging tunnels back home, for him and Kosa to play in, but this was a MUCH better use of it!

	serpent_kiss 2008-01-11 06:09 pm UTC (link)
	"There are dragons here, in fact," remarked Salazar. "They live in the mountains. The wizard I have recently hired, in fact, has considerable experience in dealing with them. Now, once you have tended to your wounds, would either of you care for something to eat or drink? A place to rest, perhaps?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)