|NPC Journal for Time of Trial (trial_npc) wrote in time_of_trial,|
@ 2009-10-03 15:54:00
|Entry tags:||character: bellatrix lestrange, character: harry potter, character: lily potter, character: lucius malfoy, character: mandy brocklehurst, character: narcissa malfoy, character: peter pettigrew, location: hogsmeade|
Who: Anyone who would be at Hogsmeade is welcomed (Specifically DE's and Aurors/Ministry workers/Witnesses?)
What: Crime waves
Where: Hogsmeade, The Three Broomsticks
Warnings: Violence :O
It was a beautiful early Fall day in Hogsmeade, the sun was shining and many of the students were moving around the shops, avoiding being indoors after the first two weeks of classes had them trapped inside of Hogwarts. It was one of the first few times that the Three Broomsticks was surprisingly empty, as two figures sat at the bar as far away from everyone else as they could possibly get. It seemed as though people were going out of their way to avoid them, they were both heavily cloaked and spoke in hushed tones.
"I swear, He's still out there! He's just biding his time!" One of the voices quivered, it was eerily familiar to a few people in the bar, but they went back to their own discussions and ignored the two outsiders. "Prove it. Prove I didn't risk everything for nothing." the other voice, distinctly female, spat. The shorter figure, still quivering, offered the other a glimpse of a long, thin Box under the table as a heavy silence hung between the two of them for a moment.
"How'd you get that? What're you going to do with it?" The female asked, sounding a bit panicked. "It doesn't matter how I got it, and I'm going to give it back to him. I just need to know whose still faithful to him. I need help." He pleaded, as the woman took a long sip of her drink. "Some of them are still working at the Ministry, I'll see what I can do. For the mean time, you need to lay low, Remember? You're suppose to be dead." she spat, as Peter Pettigrew glanced at the well cloaked female.
"Excuse me?" Another Wizard asked at the bar, clearly over hearing the conversation between the other two. "Mind your own business.." the Woman spat, as Pettigrew tucked the box back into his cloak. "Death Eater scum! Call the Ministry!" Another wizard yelled as the they started to close in around Pettigrew and his company.
At that moment, a powerful blast emit from the Three Broomsticks, causing everyone on the street to stop what they were doing to look. The windows had shattered, furniture had flown out into the street as a few people moved to help the injured running from the bar and those that had thrown from the building.
Suddenly, Peter Pettigrew was stuck as others moved in around him-- his company was gone. He was hoping that there was someone out there who had the Dark Lords cause at heart who could help him escape. He raised his wand into the air, shaking, as the mark of the Death Eaters appeared in the sky.