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Scorpius Malfoy ([info]betterthanmost) wrote in [info]colligo_threads,
@ 2010-05-22 08:55:00

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Entry tags:scorpius malfoy, willow rosenberg

Who: Scorpius and Dark!Willow
Where: Park
When: Afternoon
What: Conflict. Doesn't end well. ;)
Rating: TBD
Status: In progress

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Scorpius Malfoy was definitely a bit confused. He copied down that sigil that was posted a while back. Blood magic? Was that even a good thing? But if it stopped an evil angel from killing him or worse, he would not hesitate to use it. Though the idea of him cutting himself on the hand sort of disturbed him. He was a Malfoy, they didn't like that. It'd probably be a bit messy in his case. Either way, he had it memorized. And he'd use it, and the holy oil, if he had to. He just hoped it would not have come to that. Unless his girlfriend Kristina was in danger somehow. The blond wizard couldn't bear it if something happened to her. He might go crazy if it did. And a nutty Slytherin was not a good thing to be around. Like.. Voldemort, for example. Not that he would turn out like that, or like his grandfather Lucius. But still bad.

But maybe nothing would happen at all. Maybe his muggle girlfriend would be safe if she stayed indoors from now on. Though there was still her... habit, the ice. He wished he could help break that. But she was still with him. Maybe he would be enough, eventually. And there was still the matter of other people dying out here. In which case, what was he doing out now? He should not be. He knew the risk. But he was also a wizard. He knew some good hexes and curses, plus a few Dark Arts, though he promised his father never to do it.. except his father wasn't here. And if it came down to it, he could probably just apparate away. At least that's what he told himself, as he was wandering aimlessly in the park right now, looking cautiously over his shoulder every few minutes...



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[info]kindagay
2010-05-22 08:50 pm UTC (link)

Now that Angelus had been released and Illyria was trapped, those who stood the greatest chance of 'helping her' by turning her back into the simpering, babbling weakling she'd been before were far too busy to even try. And thanks to Drusilla's well-timed arrival and subsequent killing of one of Merlin's friends, he was also too busy to deal with her. Which meant that there really weren't many left in the magical department who posed any sort of significant threat to her. It was good, of course, but it also sucked a little. She was bored and, unlike most of the others running about the city causing chaos, she wasn't much up for the random killing of strangers.

So she decided to go for a walk and see just what she could come across. As it so happened, she managed to spot a blond boy who looked just enough like his father (who was a pretty famous fictional character in her reality) making his way through the park. Amused at his idiocy for being out and about when it was clearly a very dangerous time to be doing so, Willow decided to have a bit of fun. At his expense, of course.

She appeared a few feet in front of him seemingly out of thin air without the distinctive sound that came when someone of his magical standing Apparated to a new location. There was a smirk on her face and magical energy dancing along her fingertips.

"You really aren't very smart, are you?" she greeted him in a low, bored sounding tone of voice. "Don't you know it's dangerous to be out here right now? What are you, a Gryffindor?" And with that, she raised one arm and shot some magic at him that, if it hit its mark, would feel akin to an electrical charge without any of the pesky death that tended to come with it.

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[info]betterthanmost
2010-05-24 03:56 am UTC (link)
Scorpius nearly jumped back in surprise when woman suddenly appeared in front of him. Hey eyes were dark.. as was her hair. Very dark. He felt there was a dangerous quality to her. He had surmised at least that she was a witch. "Smart enough," he said with a quick nod, clear nervousness in his voice. "And better than a Gryffindork, Actually. Sorry.. Gryffindor. I'm all Slytherin. Everyone knows we do everything better. Well, I guess James is.. alright. But he only gets a free pass because he's related to Al." He tended to ramble a bit when he was on edge.

He felt that it was a bit dangerous out here. He should worry. But he was a wizard, a Malfoy at that, not some little defenseless muggle. The danger was made very clear, much more than he'd thought before, when he felt the electrical attack to his arm. He held it in surprise as he backed up a couple steps. Okay.. this was getting serious. Very serious. He swiftly drew his wand and held it level in case another attack came so he could try to counter it. "Alright, so what's your bloody problem, lady? I haven't even done anything to you." Though he did think in his head then, But maybe somebody should.

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[info]kindagay
2010-05-24 04:38 pm UTC (link)

Willow snorted and gave a shake of her head. "I know who you are," she replied flatly. Boy, was he dumb. "I just didn't figure that any self-respecting Slytherin would be out and about in the face of such danger." She tilted her head to the side and studied him. "Or dating a Muggle for that matter."

When he brandished his wand, the dark-haired witch simply arched an eyebrow. "Do you really think you can take me, little boy?" she all but cooed. Her eyes shone brightly as her lips twisted into another a smirk. Deftly she levitated a few feet into the air, arms extended wide. "Well, go ahead. Take your best shot."

She didn't bother telling him why she was doing this. He wouldn't understand and, even if he did, she didn't see much point. She'd have her fun and she'd move along. That was just the way it was, whether he liked it or not.

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[info]betterthanmost
2010-05-26 01:18 pm UTC (link)
Scorpius' face nearly curled as though he'd tasted bad fruit when she mentioned him dating a muggle. He had never really thought too much on it, just that she was good, though Kristina had her problems. Did he really love her, as he believed? He wasn't sure he understood it. He did know it was a bad idea to be out now. He would much rather not have been noticed since no one from his world was present in this place to align with him. "I fail to see how my relationships matter, as it's my concern alone," he said finally, shaking his head. "Besides... if I were to ever be sent back, it won't matter. It's temporary. Like we never met. Guy's gotta have fun once in a while."

He felt like he was in over his head. The witch had called his bluff, welcoming an attack on his part. "Uhh.. well, umm.. fine." And it was too late to turn back now. Unless there was an advantage to seize upon. But as it was now, none could be seen. It did occur to him to apparate into the safety of his room. But what if she could track him, what if she followed him? He wished he could ask Al what he should do. But it was late for that. Scorpius was alone. "If you wish it." It couldn't just be any little hex or curse. This called for the serious stuff.

He disapparated, vanishing and then reappearing on the opposite side of her, as an attempt at surprise. Not a second passed by as he pointed his wand and yelled out, "Everte Statum!!" It was one which was usually capable of hurling a target five, maybe ten feet away.. as he cast it with serious intent, he seriously hoped it would knock her against a tree. Hard.

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