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James Sirius Potter (simply_james) wrote in breaking_point,
@ 2009-12-28 10:19:00

Entry tags:

*complete, 2024 12, character: alastor moody, character: ben goldstein, character: bryn diggory, character: dylan vaisey, character: james sirius potter, character: jasper diggory, character: severus snape, character: sirius black, dead character: charlotte nott, dead character: harry potter, dead character: nymphadora tonks, dead character: ronan derrick, dead character: voldemort

RP:James, Tom aka Voldemort
Who: James, Tom (and Sirius?)
Where: Puddlemere United vs. Falmouth Falcons Game, River Piddle in Dorset, England
When: 28 December, 2024
Rating/Warnings:
Summary: James and Tom have another encounter

James had convinced Sirius to go to the game. Convinced was probably the wrong word considering that Sirius loved Quidditch as much as James did, and he hadn't been at a professional game since before Azkaban.

The game was an exciting one, at least if you were a Chaser, but if you were waiting for the Snitch, then you would have been disappointed. After over three hours, there was no sign of the golden ball.

James patted Sirius' knee. "I'll go get drinks and food. I'll be back soon." He got up and left his seat in search of something edible. He was walking through the crowd when he thought he saw Voldemort. He looked again and there was nothing. Paranoia at his best, he decided.

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bp_voldemort
2009-12-28 04:01 pm UTC (link)

Voldemort hated Quidditch. He despised it more than just about anything. He never understood why people enjoyed it or what the big deal was. But it kept the masses satisfied, so He would let it continue when He conquered the world.

As much as He hated the sport, Voldemort thought it would be a good idea to see what kind of people attended the games these days, and even more importantly what security was like. A large crowd could mean less security for prominent figures, which would make picking them off easier.

Wearing glamours and charms that kept His face concealed and gave people the suggestion not to look at Him, the Dark Lord waded through the crowd. His stomach revolted at the smell of concession-stand food. As He surveyed the crowd, He grinned when He saw His prey.

Walking parallel to James, Voldemort dropped the glamours and charms just long enough for the pest to get a view of the Dark Lord, before reactivating them and wading into an oncoming crowd once more.

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simply_james
2009-12-28 04:20 pm UTC (link)

James couldn't let it go. Maybe he was paranoid, and maybe that wasn't Voldemort, but he couldn't let it go. He needed to be sure.

He forgot all about the food, and started to move through the crowd. It was difficult when he had no idea where to go and what he was looking for. He could call it in, but the division was stretched so thin and he didn't want to waste time like he had at the Lighting Ceremony.

He went toward the wall, covering his back since he had no partner here. Invisibility cloak, his arse. He'd never have that thing at hand when he needed it. Snape would have to teach him to become invisible and quickly.

Is that him? He frowned, already moving in the direction where he thought he saw Voldemort.

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bp_voldemort
2009-12-28 04:46 pm UTC (link)

Voldemort had imperiused a random person in the crowd, who walked up to James and said, "He says Turn Around." Meanwhile, Voldemort had double-backed so He was now about 20 feet behind James.

As James turned to look, He had just finished sprinkling a potion into the drink of a witch who wasn't paying attention. He waved the empty vial toward James, smiled, and then entered the crowd.

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simply_james
2009-12-28 05:00 pm UTC (link)

James turned around, wand in hand. He didn't cast any spells, not yet. He didn't want Voldemort to know what he was studying and with whom. He certainly didn't want the man to know that he could cast spells without his wand.

When he saw what he was doing, he cursed to himself. He ran toward the witch, and grabbed her glass. He showed her his badge. "Don't say anything to anyone. Get your family and leave," he said, trying to avoid full blown panic inside the stadium.

He went to the a side, and cast a confundo spell to keep people away before contacting the Ministry. They would start hating his messages from now on. He told them what was going on and then he was back through the crowd to look for the man.