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Ronald B. Weasley ([info]geroffme) wrote in [info]wished,
@ 2010-01-07 22:03:00

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Entry tags:!1998: 01, !incomplete, !plot, argus pyrites, harry potter, hermione granger, npc, rodolphus lestrange, ron weasley

Who: Harry, Hermione, Ron, Xenophilius Lovegood, Fenrir Greyback, Rodolphus Lestrange, Argus Pyrites
What: Trying to get a grip on the Deathly Hallows
Where: The Lovegood house
When: Today
Warnings: TBA

Luna's home, as expected, had given them quite a bit to take in. Her father might have put out an honest article or two, but Ron was pretty sure he was truly insane, and creepy in a way he thankfully hadn't passed on to his daughter; the house itself was filled with all sorts of things he thought he would probably rather not know about, no matter how glad Lovegood seemed to be to talk about them. Hearing an old, familiar children's story warped into something sinister hardly seemed that unusual, here. Ron still wasn't sure what it meant, if it meant anything. It seemed likely that Lovegood - cracked as he undeniably was - had spent too long studying fairy tales and taken to wearing a nonsense symbol the same way he might decide that it made sense to hang a bunch of dirigible plums around someone's head to make them ... well, he still didn't understand that either. But he suspected none of it was worth spending much time thinking about. Magical objects that somehow allowed one to cheat Death were absolutely the sort of thing he'd expect to see in the Quibbler, and nowhere else.

Lovegood had left them to go fetch something to eat - hard to get excited about, considering the man's taste in everything else, but at least it left him alone for a while with Harry and Hermione. Ron was pacing slowly around the spiral staircase that ran through the house, being very careful not to touch anything, vague thoughts of an unbeatable wand drifting through his mind - when he glanced up the stairs to the next floor, and saw Harry's face staring back down at him. He blinked, and climbed a bit further up. His jaw nearly dropped as the ceiling of the room above came into view: someone had done it up in a mural, a very well-done mural, of Harry's face - and his, Hermione's, Ginny's, and Neville's. They were all connected by a flowing golden chain made up of one word: friends. It took him a moment to find his voice. He cleared his throat and looked away, oddly embarrassed. "My nose is not that big," he muttered, even as he decided that he rather missed Luna.


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[info]sonofastag
2010-01-08 04:06 am UTC (link)
Harry was mulling over what Lovegood said, still. It sounded like nonsense, to him. But he'd come to respect Luna, and if Hermione thought there might be something to it. . . well. . . bits of it fit in a little. Like the cloak. He'd seen that connect in Hermione's expression, too. It made sense in a way that. . . didn't actually make sense, but was close enough that it seemed almost to work.

He'd figure it the rest of the way through later. For now actual decent food too precedent.

Harry got up too, wandering a little. The house was eccentric, as was fitting, but it seemed empty, too. Lacking Luna, Harry supposed.

He saw Ron stop, and followed him up, moving to stand beside him - nudging him a little further up so he could see.

The mural on the wall was. . . well it was actually quite good, from what Harry could make out. But it was. . . it made Harry feel like a right git for not appreciating Luna more, really. It was touching, but a little uncomfortable to see it laid out so baldly like that.

He shrugged off the deeper meaning of it for a moment to look at Ron's likeness on the wall. "Actually, she's got you spot on," he decided.

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[info]cerebralwitch
2010-01-08 04:12 am UTC (link)
"She didn't have to make my hair quite so frizzy..." Hermione said as she joined them on the stairs, but she looked a little bit in awe of the mural, really, as she studied it. She and Luna had never really been as close as Luna seemed to think they were, not from the way the mural made it seem anyway, but she looked at it and two things happened. One, she regretted not paying a bit more attention to the younger girl. Second, seeing Neville and the rest... well, it reminded her just how much support they had. And exactly why they had to figure out things like these Hallows, or the Horcruxes, or whatever else Voldemort could throw at them. They knew what they were fighting for.

She put her hands on Harry and Ron's shoulders, but then slipped past them to go upstairs. "Do you think Luna's room is this way? We could leave her note, since we'll have to leave before she gets back."

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[info]geroffme
2010-01-08 04:27 am UTC (link)
"Except it's about an inch too long," Ron insisted, mostly to himself, as he began to follow Hermione up the stairs. "Yeah, I have a feeling we're pretty close." He couldn't think of who else's room this could possibly be - but when he reached the landing, it was hardly as bizarre as he had expected. ... Aside from his face staring down at him, anyhow. In fact, there didn't seem to be much of anything here. Only to be expected, since she would have been back at school by now, but ... something felt off. "Awfully ... tidy," he said, struggling to put his finger on what, exactly, was making him uneasy.

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[info]sonofastag
2010-01-08 04:38 am UTC (link)
"I dunno. I think you look a bit. . . misty, really. Like you have a halo," Harry told Hermione, tilting his head to study the picture. "Maybe Luna's got a crush on you/" he suggested. "Since she drew me looking normal, and Ron looking normal, but you're all. . . glowy?"

Not that he actually believed that. The whole world couldn't be going lesbian without him noticing. Just Ginny.

Harry looked around the room. "I guess she cleaned up before she went back to school?"

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[info]cerebralwitch
2010-01-08 04:52 am UTC (link)
"From what Ginny sent me, I'm sure that's it," Hermione frowned, looking around the room. It was neat - neater than she'd expect from Luna. Maybe her dad had it cleaned after she'd gone. "She probably went back early. I think that most people did, those articles..." She shivered, and she had no doubt that the sudden push was in response to the locket being destroyed. But everyone was safe at Hogwarts, at least for now.

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[info]geroffme
2010-01-08 05:04 am UTC (link)
"I think if Luna had a crush on someone, we'd all know it without having to ask," Ron said, knocking Harry's shoulder just a little as he passed him. "You might be right ... I don't know. She'd have had a good reason to go back, but her dad doesn't seem like the type to scare easily. I'm surprised he didn't keep her to help churn out an extra paper or two, actually, with all that's going on." And Luna didn't have to fear the Commissions as much as some people did. It didn't feel quite right.

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[info]sonofastag
2010-01-08 05:14 am UTC (link)
"Neville," Harry told Ron sagely. He looked around again and then shrugged. "Maybe she wanted to go back early? To be with everyone else? And didn't want to come back to a messy room?"

Still, with Ron going on about it, Harry felt a little odd about it too. "Maybe we should go find Xenophilius - see if he needs help, and if there's anything else he has to say, and then get out of here? Just in case?" Paranoid, probably - but at this point better paranoid and alive than the alternative.

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[info]cerebralwitch
2010-01-08 05:16 am UTC (link)
"I was trying to ignore Harry," Hermione pointed out to Ron when he went on about it, she rolled her eyes, and sat down at the edge of Luna's bed. Something was hard underneath the bed, and she frowned and pulled up the ruffle - It was her Hogwarts trunk. "That's odd," She said, pulling it up a little more for the boys to see.

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[info]geroffme
2010-01-08 05:28 am UTC (link)
Ron opened his mouth to reply to Harry, and broke off to give Hermione a sheepish sort of grin; but as she sat, he raised his eyebrows knowingly at Neville's portrait.

His anxiety mounted to a certainty when he saw the trunk under to bed, though. "That's really odd," he agreed, nodding slowly. "I think we need to find Daddy - or better yet, just get the hell out." He wanted to know where Luna was, but had a sinking feeling the answer was going to involve some people they really did not need to meet.

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[info]sonofastag
2010-01-08 05:43 am UTC (link)
Harry just looked a bit smug at having kept the argument going. It wasn't a real argument, anyway. Not like they'd had when they had the lockets. Compared to that, they were getting along swimmingly well these days, really.

He saw the trunk and scowled though, hand automatically closing over his wand, just in case. "Yeah. . ." Except what if it wasn't really Xenophilius? What if he was polyjuiced? Or Imperio'd? "What about Luna, though? We can't just run off if she might be in trouble. We have to go figure out what's really going on." They owed Luna that much. Besides - they were friends. Harry glanced at the mural on the wall and then back at the others, drawing his wand and keeping it in hand. "We'll just have to hurry. And be careful."

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[info]cerebralwitch
2010-01-09 12:42 am UTC (link)
"He went to the kitchen," Hermione said, standing and drawing her own wand. "We ought to go and ask him. We should figure out where Luna is before we - "

"You'll find out soon enough," Came an answer from the stairs, and Xenophilius Lovegood came up the stairs, his wild hair and clothes looking now even more out of place next to the pale pallor of his face. He'd been so lively before, but he looked broken now.

... even carrying a tray of sandwiches.

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[info]geroffme
2010-01-09 02:48 am UTC (link)
Ron turned to the stairway, wand in hand. "What does that mean?" he asked, taking a step towards Lovegood. The change that had come over him was a little freaky, but ... he wouldn't have gone to the trouble of actually making sandwiches if he meant them harm, would he? "Where is she? Why isn't she at school?" He paused, with a very bad feeling that he could see the answer on the man's face, before asking: "Is she alright?"

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[info]sonofastag
2010-01-09 03:12 am UTC (link)
Harry was caught by the sandwiches. He'd made them food, but there was obviously something wrong. And the man looked haggard, all the sudden. It was a startling difference. Harry wondered if he was that good of an actor, or if he HAD been Imperio'd. Or Oblivated and only just remembered something again. . . something. Things weren't making much bloody sense.

He should be used to that, by now.

"What's going on?" He saw the same thing in the older man's face that Ron did. "Something's happened to her, hasn't it?"

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[info]cerebralwitch
2010-01-09 03:20 am UTC (link)
"They've taken her," Lovegood said with a pathetic sort of nod, now that he'd been found out. "You have to understand, Potter, I tried to support you. I did. When the Prophet was blasting you at every turn, and Luna wrote me to help, I helped! When the Headmistress wanted to use the paper this year to keep countering their lies, I did that too. I said in the front of every issue that any wizard who’s against You-Know-Who ought to make helping Harry Potter their number-one priority. But then - "

He broke off, sitting the tray of sandwiches down on the table.

"Then you came to their attention," Hermione prompted, because she wanted him to finish the story, and quickly enough that they knew what was coming, even if she could guess by this point.

"They sent someone, prissy little fellow, to convince me to be quiet. I told them I wouldn't, and then the next thing I know my Luna she was... she was missing."

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[info]geroffme
2010-01-09 03:31 am UTC (link)
Ron felt his skin prickle. Missing. No great mystery there - he wondered suddenly if they were putting people in Azkaban, now they had a choke-hold on the Ministry. He swallowed. "They're shutting you up." And Luna was not alright, it was a pretty safe guess. "What do they want? Just to - stop the presses?" But to take Luna just for that ... he'd been out of touch a while, but surely no one thought the Quibbler was that much of a threat. Did they?

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[info]sonofastag
2010-01-09 03:37 am UTC (link)
"To shut you up," Harry agreed. But Xenophilius looked guilty. "You told them we're here, didn't you? To try to get them to let her go?" It was a guess, but Harry wasn't completely daft, even if he wasn't Hermione. Harry couldn't even blame him.

But they had to get out of here.

"Where is she? Where do they have her? Do you know?" Harry asked urgently. They had to go. But he wasn't going to just LEAVE Luna somewhere, if he could help it. Even if he couldn't help, someone would be able to.

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[info]cerebralwitch
2010-01-09 03:46 am UTC (link)
"If they had her don't you think I'd have done anything to get her back!" Lovegood answered, vehemently, and then he drew his wand, shaking his head. "I'm afraid I can't let you go. Don't you see? That was the condition. I find a way to get you to meet here, and they'd give her back when they had you. You made the first part easy, at least, so thanks for that, and I'm sorry, I really did believe you were..." He looked at Harry's scar, and sighed. His daughter was more important, even than the fate of the entire bloody world.

"You're just going to hand him over?" Hermione stared at Lovegood in shock. "He's the only one who could help Luna! Help everyone!"

"That really doesn't matter without my daughter here," Lovegood answered, and then he heard a noise downstairs and nodded. "And it's too late, anyway."

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[info]silkensailed
2010-01-09 04:10 am UTC (link)
Argus and his companions had been lingering outside of the Lovegood home for a while now. He'd stopped counting the minutes what felt like long ago. It hadn't been that long, but the chill in the air was becoming biting, he could feel it through his robes. Which, by the way, were nondescript and black and, he knew, criminally unfashionable. He was set apart only by the white silk gloves on his hands - otherwise, his identity was completely hidden by the mask under his hood.

Shifting his weight uncomfortably, Argus began to grow impatient. When was that idiot going to signal them? Potter and his allies had to be there by now. Did this man want them to kill his daughter, or worse? It bothered Argus enough that he had to return to the scene of his previous crime. Now he was made to wait, like a dog.

Just as he was about to glance down at the pocket watch he always carried, a flicker of light in the kitchen window caught his eye. Not merely a flicker, but a distinctly rhythmic series of glows and ebbs. There it was. Perhaps Lovegood was not as moronic as he appeared. Motioning to the other with him, Argus moved to the house, entered the kitchen and indicated to Lovegood that if he made any noise, there would be trouble.

As Lovegood disappeared up the stairs, Argus waited for a few moments before following, quietly as a cat. The three Death Eaters paused at the top of the stairs, just outside the door. From here they had an only slightly impeded view of the room - sure enough, there was Potter, and the tall gangly ginger, and the girl (with, Argus noted, ghastly hair).

Argus looked back at Rodolphus, tilting his head questioningly.

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[info]rodlestranged
2010-01-09 04:13 am UTC (link)
It was not in Rodolphus' nature to wait, or to take orders from someone like Pyrites, even if he did have a nice little pub and seemed loyal and ready enough to do His work. At the question, Rodolphus pushed past Argus on the stairwell - he did not wear his mask, he had no reason to.

The sight of Potter, though, stopped him for a moment. He could kill him from here, and there would be nothing to stand in His Lord's way. But He had demanded that Potter be brought alive. Rodolphus took out his wand, ready to rush the lot of them.

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[info]ulfr
2010-01-10 11:10 am UTC (link)
Fenrir shifted uncomfortably as he stood next to Rodolphus. It was a preposterous thing, having to wait for a signal. He could smell the occupants of the house. Their scent carried on the slight breeze that travelled through the dark. Children. He hardly needed anybody to tell him when there were people in the house to know they were there. Others, however, did. So he kept quiet, letting Argus keep his position of power over the man inside. It likely made him feel important.

Making no noise as he moved through the house, however, was another matter entirely for someone as brutish as Fenrir. He managed, only the slightest squeak of a floorboard once, maybe twice. It was only after he saw Rodolphus draw his wand that the thought even occurred to him. It wasn't all that often to encounter a situation in which he actually needed it.

He took another breath, breathing in the scents of the house. All his senses, easily, focused on the trio lurking just beyond the door.

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[info]geroffme
2010-01-11 03:25 am UTC (link)
Ron's stomach sank. "What do you mean, it's -" His eyes flicked over to the door, their only means of escape, and he straightened as he sucked in a breath and snapped his wand to the side to aim at the doorway. On the stairs, just past the threshold, were at least three men, whose purpose he could guess. Their way out was blocked, the window was too high to jump - he wasn't going to stand around and wait to see what they had planned, not when Lovegood wasn't going to tell them anything useful anyway. He aimed at the closest one and shouted "Stupefy!" - knowing it was too late unless Harry and Hermione were already on the other two, or one of them had a much better plan.

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[info]sonofastag
2010-01-12 10:01 am UTC (link)
Harry wanted to be angry at Lovegood, but it was hard to be angry at a bloke who'd just lost his daughter. And Harry had other things to worry about since he caught sight of the Death Eaters. He recognized them well enough - Lestrange and Fenrir, at least.

He sent off a stunning spell too, backing a step away, looking or cover to keep between them to buy a moment's time. "Just go!" he barked. He didn't know how many were there. He doubted they'd only send two if they thought they had a chance at the three of them. Which meant a hasty apparation was their only shot, probably. But he wasn't going anywhere until Ron and Hermione did as well.

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[info]cerebralwitch
2010-01-12 11:54 pm UTC (link)
"Petrificus Totalus!" Hermione cast from Harry's other side, aimed for the Death Eaters - she recognized Lestrange, who wouldn't, and had a terrifying thought as to who the dark haired, feral looking man she saw behind him was.

She couldn't waste time, though, trading hexes when they were likely here to kill them on sight as much as they were to capture them. Not seeing how her charm landed, she began to look for another way for them to escape. Apparation would be fine, if they could all go together, but unless she did something else she knew that they could follow just as quickly.

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[info]silkensailed
2010-01-13 04:31 am UTC (link)
As soon as the hexes began flying, Argus' mind snapped into action. He knew Rodolphus and Greyback would take care of their own skins. Now was the time to take care of himself. No longer bored and languid, he threw his arm forward as a body-bind curse whizzed past his ear, only just missing him. Still it had been enough to interrupt him mid-hex.

He spun out of the way, his second attempt at the exploding curse more successful this time. "Expulso!"

The curse hit a heavy-looking oak table in the middle of the floor, causing it to shatter with a shriek of rending wood. Argus could feel the force of it even from where he was standing across the room. He didn't have any explicit intentions of killing anyone, at least not Potter. Besides, he knew his two companions were much more amenable to that sort of work. Why deprive them?

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[info]rodlestranged
2010-01-13 04:54 am UTC (link)
Rodolphus was glad that they were choosing to fight, and not to flee. A fight meant he'd be justified in killing the brats that were with Potter, and perhaps that idiot Lovegood in the crossfire. His Lord only needed the boy, after all. The rest were only fodder, extra space, and watching them die would likely make Potter so sick with grief that the capture would be easier than it had proven to be in the past.

He cast the Crucio aimed for the Weasley brat at the same moment Arugs sent the table flying. Later, he would claim that the spell missed and sent Lovegood to his knees screaming in pain because of the table's force and debris.

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