Gabriel Bole (pl_bole) wrote in plagued_rpg, @ 2009-11-13 21:25:00 |
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Entry tags: | 1998 november, alicia spinnet, gabriel bole |
Who: Gabriel Bole and Alicia Spinnet
What: Bole just discovered something interesting
Where: Muggle London
When: Friday evening
Rating: 18
Incomplete || Closed
The best way to avoid being caught by the Ministry of Magic, was just to avoid magic entirely. And that was exactly what Bole had been doing.
His robes were dark, his hood constantly pulled over his head with his greasy hair hanging over his face making him unrecognisable. Not that it didn't disgust him, spending time in the Muggle world, sitting on street corners watching the people was obliviously walking back and forth, their eyes glazing over him like he was nothing. Dirt. Filthy muggles.
But Bole had just laid his hands on something interesting. Very interesting. A copy of the Daily Prophet! It was a fairly old copy, but the headline has his attention.
Hogwarts Quarantine.
Everyone trapped in the school? No where to run.
Oh well now! It was like his dream come true!
A smile curled on his lips and he folded the paper up, tossing it to the side. It was raining, and in seconds the Prophet was unreadable in the gutter. He felt pleasure bubbling up in his chest. So long now he'd been hiding, since the end of the war, and now he'd reached the end of his patience. The Dark Lord wasn't coming back again, that was clear enough, and Bole had nothing left to lose.
He was going to go to back to school.