It's a quarter after one...
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Dec 20, 2018 21:21:43 GMT
Post by Rose Romola Lupin on Dec 20, 2018 21:21:43 GMT
[googlefont=Dancing Script] Soon comes the cold, and the night that never ends.
Lupins were also famous for their spell work, charms, jinxes, hexes, name it, she had a handle on it.
She was the only one with a mind for potions though, hilariously, given her condition, but she would never be able to afford the ingredients for such a potion. But she had to admit, her condition wasn't much of a bother for her. It never had been. She didn't go into bloodthirsty rages every full moon. She had no recollection of what happened during those nights, but normally she was free of blood. She was usually covered in dirt as she'd just taken a roll in a dry dirt pile just for the laughs, but... blood, normally, no. Sometimes, yes, but she could tell it was rabbit blood. Where ever she found rabbits she wished she could ask herself because she would gladly catch and skin them to eat during her non-full moon times. Thanks, wolf-self.
Back to her original point. Charms. In this case, glamour charms. Hiding in plain sight. She normally didn't do much, as it wasn't wrong for her to be in Diagon, she just wanted to be able to walk around without being chased. So in this very case, she had charmed her normally long dark-honey curls into a short bob of firey red hair. Still kinda curly. Long lost Weasley? Maybe. She'd definitely added the freckles splashed across her nose to fit the part.
She once again sat in the little shop they had met in the other day, having obviously sent a note to him letting him know of what he should be looking for.
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Dec 20, 2018 22:13:56 GMT
Post by Deleted on Dec 20, 2018 22:13:56 GMT
While Regulus was seventeen and thus no longer an underage wizard, he did have on the Dark Mark. While she might not realize he was seventeen, he did not want to bring up another sort of spell he was under the control of and casting spells under it's influence might give away his actions to the Dark Lord. So for this brief trip, he wanted her magic to cover his actions in a way. Besides, he was pushing the envelope on a few different things hinging on this day's actions. In addition, he was paying for this so she should do stuff, right?
Leaving the house was easy, telling his mother he was going to take a break and walk around to clear his head. It wouldn't take very long, he reasoned to manage what he wanted anyway, unless she proved a distraction. A roll of his eyes as he walked to the shop (not far from his house even in distance) and entered the shop. Remembering the description he had been given, he spotted her at the table and saw her looking right at him. A tilt of his head motioning towards the bathroom and he walked to it, opening the door to the short space between the two bathrooms.
A glance inside the men's room showed it empty and he held the door open stepping inside to wait for her. As the red curled woman entered, he held it open farther for her and shut it as soon as she was in, not latching it on purpose. "Well met, Rose. I'm ready when you are." And this was a big thing, really, giving over control to another even for this. Appiration was a dangerous thing and trusting her to take them there safely was a deal. He closed his eyes and let her take over...
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It's a quarter after one...
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I'm a werewolf, wtf do you think I do??
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Dec 20, 2018 22:35:48 GMT
Post by Rose Romola Lupin on Dec 20, 2018 22:35:48 GMT
[googlefont=Dancing Script] Soon comes the cold, and the night that never ends.
At his head tilt, she stood to follow in that direction. They huddled into the tiny little stall and she wished that the toilet led them to Diagon Alley itself. But it didn't.
She just really hated the feeling apparition gave her. It left her unbalanced for several minutes. She considered how to do this in this small confined space. A touch of the hand to hers would do, but she was just a little nervous. She could apparate herself easily. Duo apparition? Wellp. Here goes nothing. She had dittany on her in case anything went awry anyway.
Pursing her lips, she made her move, wrapping her arms about him tightly and steeled herself. Destination, Determination and Deliberation! CRACK!
She was sure that loud noise would freak out several people in the tea shop.
In an instant that honestly felt like forever, they were spat out into an alcove that she normally apparated into when she needed to come here and once she was steady on her feet, she released him, walking a few steps to distance herself from him.
After a moment, she turned back towards him, Lupin smile evident. "So, what's the plan?"
She arched a brow. "Newlyweds looking to purchase a flat?"
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Dec 20, 2018 22:46:24 GMT
Post by Deleted on Dec 20, 2018 22:46:24 GMT
Remembering his mother's accusations, the touch of her around him brought back all the thoughts from the other day at once. Being this close to her, catching her scent and feeling her touch had him wondering if this might lead to something more personal. Certainly this flat would help to keep that out of sight if it did develop as much as keep her nearby him in school. A day's study of werewolf knowledge in the family books had given him some more grasp on what the infection was about and the wounds were more the problem then contact.
Kissing, for instance, was nothing at all. And since some people could have families and not become werewolves the books claimed he figured some basic precautions were enough for protection in the first place with someone not transformed. He was safe enough with her, something he had already believed, but the weight of knowledge made it easier to accept. As always, the movement stirred his stomach, the quick gasps of air afterwards needed to keep the reaction down. She had brought them through fine and his trust in her increased.
"I shouldn't be long. Is there somewhere you want to be for me to find you? I have to do the bank by myself to pull this off, I'm afraid." He couldn't take her into the vault naturally, but surely she knew he would be bringing her the money at this point. He touched his coat pocket feeling both the letter and the hard surface of the flat box. He had never done this on his own before, but he was a legal adult. He knew how to do this.
Entering the bank he went straight to the first goblin free. "Here is the letter and here is the key. I am in a hurry if you please." Goblins were not rushed, but a read over the letter was very plain and direct. The family seal, his father's signature (which Regulus had studied in the past and had done well with he thought), and the key made it all official as far as the goblins' cared. The trip was weird as always, but as he had said it was a short trip.
Stepping inside, he had waved the seal in his hand as he walked around the piles to the backside, sweeping a few smaller piles into it from the backsides so as to not be as noticeable. A hesitation and he did pick up a small piece he slipped into his inner pocket before he pulled out the flat-packed box. Made of brass it was a clever thing he had bought in Hogsmeade a few years ago and seemed fitting now. Placing the sack of galleons inside (and adding another to his pocket same time) he tapped it with his wand and it formed into a pyramid.
Less then fifteen minutes had passed when he came out looking for her pyramid in his hand in a small sack of purple velvet. "Got it. Now, Hogsmeade. And you want to play it as married?" Oh boy, this was going to get interesting... "What, you going to be all over me while we try and negotiate a flat? I think we would have to look more a couple to pull that off..." And with his reactions that probably wouldn't fly!
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It's a quarter after one...
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I'm a werewolf, wtf do you think I do??
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Emily Rudd
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Dec 20, 2018 23:05:18 GMT
Post by Rose Romola Lupin on Dec 20, 2018 23:05:18 GMT
[googlefont=Dancing Script] Soon comes the cold, and the night that never ends.
"Fortescue's is calling my name," she said grinning. She'd pass by the apocathary while she was at it as well.
When he left her, she did just that, and now sat at a little table near the ice cream cart. Fortescue has given her a look when she appeared before him in her guise, but it seemed nothing could fool him.
She should really work on glamouring her eyes, as they tended to give her away to anyone, really. But she really hadn't seen the need to do so, as the major outwardly appearances always confused people enough.
When he returned fifteen minutes later, she rose a brow at him.
"Hm, I suppose. You are a bit too jumpy to be seen as a couple. What do you think, then?"
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Dec 20, 2018 23:11:55 GMT
Post by Deleted on Dec 20, 2018 23:11:55 GMT
Technically if it was ever discovered, Regulus could be excused for having future rights to the family vault (he did have his own for his much smaller amounts of course), but his family could check on his. The amount missing from his vault would be far easier to spot then the main one so pulling off a theft of his father's funds to support his werewolf "girlfriend" seemed rather wicked, but very plausible to Regulus. Long as he didn't do it again, this was something he could walk away from carefully long as he got the seal back today.
She would never know what he had just risked for her, would she? Too bad, but this was his choice. A roll of the dice in more then one way with a chance of rich rewards against dangerous consequences. A shrug at her words, though he knew it was too true. "Well yeah, no experience with you so how could I be?" He caught her hand as he smiled trying to pull off the daring look, but his the reaction of what he had just pulled off was still in his head.
"Hmm. Well we could pretend you are taking advantage of me to get a flat, like a girlfriend trying to be nearby at Hogwarts. That would be believable. After all, we have the money so that's all they should be concerned about. Right?" He wasn't sure about how rentals were done, but she had said she could get something so he figured she knew who to talk to. And it wasn't far off the facts of you were ignoring his offer of her doing some stuff for him outside of school.
Rose Romola Lupin
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It's a quarter after one...
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I'm a werewolf, wtf do you think I do??
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Emily Rudd
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Dec 20, 2018 23:21:49 GMT
Post by Rose Romola Lupin on Dec 20, 2018 23:21:49 GMT
[googlefont=Dancing Script] Soon comes the cold, and the night that never ends.
She grinned again as he caught her hand.
"True. Well, I'm sure you'll get plenty of experience won't you?"
Okay, settle Rose, settle. Playing cards like that will only make the atmosphere tense, wouldn't it?
"That would be pretty believable. It would also explain why it was a temporary thing at best. But honestly, they shouldn't be concerned about our relationship with each other, period. As long as they don't need too much information about myself."
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Post by Deleted on Dec 21, 2018 2:35:11 GMT
As he took her hand she teased him he was sure, implying he would be getting that experience later on and he gripped her hand a little more firmly. If this was really happening, he knew he needed to step up some, keep some little bit of control of the situation. "Well that would be in your purview. Only the lady can decide something like that." Manners, etiquette, though he knew some who pushed and controlled more then he would ever dare.
On that note... "Hang on, do you know the person to talk to? Do I need to go in and pretend it's for me and you take it after? Or is this someone you know personally?" As he said this he pulled her to her feet, looking for where they could safely appirate from to get to Hogsmeade. He needed to conclude the business as quickly as he could so he dropped some coins on the table for her tip to the waiter and made to lead her away.
She spoke about relationships, but mentioned hiding information about herself. "Why, Rose? It's not illegal for you to be out and about if you want. Do people give you a hard time about living?"
Rose Romola Lupin
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I'm a werewolf, wtf do you think I do??
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Post by Rose Romola Lupin on Dec 21, 2018 2:54:22 GMT
[googlefont=Dancing Script] Soon comes the cold, and the night that never ends.
"Well that would be in your purview."
She rose a brow. He was certainly the gentleman, wasn't he? She liked that. Maybe a tad vanilla, well... maybe not all that vanilla, he was a Black after all.
"I know someone - and I've been owling them, but, I cannot officially be on the paperwork."
She was feeling much more confident now about the apparating, probably because she wasn't in a confined stall of a muggle establishment, so she merely gripped his hand and CRACK they were at the apparation point near Hogsmeade.
"No, it's not. But my brother's an ass - and he sends people out to find me and check on me every so often instead of just talking to me himself, just so he can fuel his anger towards me because he wants to find evidence I'm screwing up my life just because I don't want to hide at the Potter's for the rest of my life.
The ministry is after me because now that I'm eighteen, I don't have the protection of Hogwarts or Dumbledore to stop my father from having them take me in. You know Lyall Lupin don't you? Very publically known werewolf hater and catcher?
As for the Death Eaters - well, me being out on my own is just prime reason for them to try and capture me. Tack on the fact that I'm a werewolf and... well, yeah.
So, no, it's not illegal for me to live, but it's very hard for me to do so."
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Post by Deleted on Dec 21, 2018 5:35:47 GMT
Trying to imagine a life where you could not go places because of who you were or buy what you want wasn't as hard as he might have thought at first. Reading up on the werewolf situation in his family's library had showed him enough. Not only did the DE look down on them despite using them, the general public wanted them away as well. Success of the DE would protect them for their work for the Dark Lord, but would he then force the general public to allow them more rights?
Somehow that didn't fit. Lord Voldemort's power was also setting forth the politics of blood-purity, the removal of sub-races or diseases. For the first time since first reading about them many years ago Regulus found the werewolves had a more personal face for him now. A second look at the thought of what she dealt with everyday made a part of him resentful. Certainly werewolves should not be in charge of society or even in power in it, but they also did not deserve to be shoved aside after they helped the new order to take power.
Or was he letting his thoughts about her cloud his judgment?
A smile though thin. "Officially huh? I may have to force the issue then. Is this contact a friend or simply someone you know?" They made their way to Hogsmeade and then she dropped the wand about her father. "Whoa! You're own father?!" But the part about the DE didn't sound right somehow. He'd have to ask some questions. "Well you've got a problem all right. Okay where is this place here? What can you tell me about the person..."
Rose Romola Lupin
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It's a quarter after one...
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I'm a werewolf, wtf do you think I do??
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Post by Rose Romola Lupin on Dec 21, 2018 7:49:38 GMT
[googlefont=Dancing Script] Soon comes the cold, and the night that never ends.
"My own father," she nods slowly but doesn't divulge further.
He would know about shitty parents, probably would understand, but that's doesn't make her want to talk about it any more than she normally would, so she pushes on.
"Just simply someone I know. In the business. It's not too terribly complicated. They just can't rent it to me. I don't know how much you can force the issue."
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Post by Deleted on Dec 21, 2018 8:20:25 GMT
If nothing else, his opinion about the werewolf question was very much changed this week by putting her personal touches on it. He had always known she was in school of course (come on, disappearing at the same time every month was quite a clue even if his dormmates were stupidly unobservant), but seeing what a bind she was in where she had no chance either way was starting to p!ss him off on her behalf. And if the rest of her kind were treated similarly it was no surprise to him his brother was always around Remus.
His brother was far softer hearted however. Regulus was being affected by his assignment as well as his hormones, a very different situation. At least he didn't think his ex-brother was a poof. At least he could understand the friendship part now. And that was a little bit of power. A satisfied nod at that insight, then he tuned back into her words. Her father sounded like a real problem, but he wasn't likely to be able to affect that much. However. When she pointed out the place, he asked her if he could try approaching first without her and if she would wait for him.
There was a doorway entrance around the side he went up to it and listened hearing at least two people inside. A grimace as he glanced around and then lifted his wand to do a rather complicated move with it. A minute later he suddenly slammed the door inwards and entered though there was little about him that could be recognized. Three quick spells and the woman fell over onto the floor asleep, the man grabbing for his wand on a table only to have it whisked away as the black hooded figure swept across the room! A gloved hand grasped the man by his throat, a wand to his forehead.
"BE STILL. DO YOU KNOW WHO I AM?" The wide eyed man gasped in his fear, trying to shake his chin! "GOOD. GIVE ME THE KEYS TO THE FLAT. IT WILL BE USED AND YOU WILL BE PAID. GET CURIOUS AND YOU DIE. UNDERSTOOD?" Further panic, but confusion in the eyes as well. The mask slid within an inch of his eyes and the wand pushed into his flesh adding "UNDERSTOOD? YOU GET ONE CHANCE. ONE. THERE IS NOWHERE YOU CAN GO WE CAN NOT REACH." The mask pulled back as the man gasped out "Yes! yes! I understand! Please don't hurt us!"
A rather sinister chuckle before the word "KEYS. NOW." The man scrambled for the desk not seeing his wand which was now glued to the middle of the ceiling. He found them with trembling fingers and handed them over shaking as they were snatched away. A bag was pulled from the dark robes, falling with a chink into the middle of the desk. "ONE YEAR. AGREED?" "Okay! Yes! Anything!" The wand flashed, the man fell over asleep like his wife and the figure waved his wand a few times, removing the voice deepener and clothes in an instant, the sickly green smoke from their disintegration falling to the floor.
A touch on the doorframe inside side and a glowing DE skull appeared, etched deep into the wood. Regulus slipped out and stood wiping his hand across his forehead. Stepping up the steps to the flat he stepped inside, closed the door, and cast a permanent sticking charm into it's frame. Looking around he spotted the back window and walked over to it, knowing whathe needed and conjuring it up. A smile. Appirating was risky, but he felt this small amount was probably worth it. Appirating back out downstairs, he exited the man's home and went to find her. When he did he smiled with satisfaction. "Got it. Told him I was in hiding from some very bad people and let him draw his own conclusions. Doors stuck, but you can appirate in and out easy enough."
He held out an arm for her and walked around to the back pointing out a window. "Here. They can't see or know whose going in or out so do this." He waved his wand and the folding metal emergency fire ladder unrolled down to her feet. "That will do it. Let me be the only one who deals with them and you are hidden away from those trying to find you." He slid his hand around her waist feeling like he had earned it.
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It's a quarter after one...
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I'm a werewolf, wtf do you think I do??
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Post by Rose Romola Lupin on Dec 21, 2018 8:54:13 GMT
[googlefont=Dancing Script] Soon comes the cold, and the night that never ends.
She was told to wait, and she did. No questions. Something told her that if she started asking questions, she wouldn't like the answers.
He had trusted her to apparate them, she would trust him on this, it was only fair, right?
Plus it paid out.
He returned with a grin and she knew he had succeeded. Doors stuck, can apparate in and out. Joy. But then he pulled down the fire ladder and she figured she would be using that more often than the apparation. She made a mental note of it.
"Ah, Regulus. You're a doll." She looks up at the window and then back at him, giving him a smirk.
"I can't thank you enough. If there's anything I can do for you... anything you just let me know. That task of yours you asked of me, aside."
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Post by Deleted on Dec 21, 2018 9:02:17 GMT
She seemed pleased (hey, he had gotten everything she could want for security really) and didn't object to his arm around her waist. Score! "hey now, we have not gotten inside yet! Come on, you first and we'll see if there is anything else I can help with." Rose made a point of turning up his interest with those words, which he was starting to think of as the 'naughty wench' character.
And he was not really objecting either.
Up the ladder (which he decided he needed to add cloth to to keep it's sound down) into the flat and the first thing he said was "Hmm. I need to get you some furniture unless you have something in mind. I don't have enough for a lot of food however. During the school year I can bring you stuff pretty regular though." And who wouldn't want Hogwarts' treats during the year? In addition he knew he was going to have a summons soon probably; he would not be able to stay here very long before he had to get going...
Rose Romola Lupin
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It's a quarter after one...
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I'm a werewolf, wtf do you think I do??
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Emily Rudd
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Post by Rose Romola Lupin on Dec 21, 2018 9:19:37 GMT
[googlefont=Dancing Script] Soon comes the cold, and the night that never ends.
She waggled a brow at him teasingly. "Me first? You, sir, are lucky I'm not wearing a skirt or I would think you were up to something."
She snickered, climbing up the ladder before him. The flat was quaint - usual finishings for a wizarding flat. A fireplace - that could be connected to the floo. It was one of those economy flats, meaning everything was in one room.
"Er, it's probably best I didn't have a lot of furniture. In case I change here; that would be... something I could end up making a lot of noise on that would concern people."
She would also have to put wards up.
She felt like a kept pet. "I can survive mostly on my own, as I have been. But I won't say no to Hogwarts food on occasion. It should be safe to send owls, as well."
She swept down and kissed his cheek.
"You've set me up for a good while, here. And you'll be able to visit on weekends."
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