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Post by Gabrielle Ivy on Dec 17, 2007 17:06:31 GMT -5
Almost instantly, Gabe felt something invade his mind, like someone was watching him from every angle, and he turned to glare at his student before doing his best to shove him out of his head. "Destrane..." he growled, warning the boy. He wasn't at all bellow hexing him. He gasped for his wand in his pocket, grumbling when he couldn't find it. He was taking too long! After only a few moments of fumbling, he found the wooden rod and pointed it directly at his student, not having to utter a word to make the blue streak of a mild stunner escape the tip of his wand and hit Destrane in the chest.
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Post by Destrane Savien on Dec 17, 2007 17:08:35 GMT -5
Destrane sifted through his memories, using the minimum time that he had to do so. Just before he was caught with the stunning spell, images of his sister and the Professor together filled his mind. He jerked backwards and through off the stunner, frowning at Gabe.
"Something you didn't want anyone to know about, hmm?"
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Post by Gabrielle Ivy on Dec 17, 2007 17:14:11 GMT -5
Gabrielle composed himself as best he could, his face unreadable. "My memories are something you most certainly do not need to see." he snarled, almost to the point of furiousness with the boy. How dare he enter his mind?! Being the Dark Lord's son did not give him full reign over anyone he pleased. "I wouldn't suggest doing it again. I won't be light on you next time."
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Post by Destrane Savien on Dec 17, 2007 17:15:57 GMT -5
Destrane let out a threatening hiss through his teeth. He no longer twirled his wand, it was trained on the older man. His eyes were icy, his lips pulled into a straight line.
"I don't think that my father will be light on you when he hears what has been happening between you and my sister," he replied darkly.
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Post by Gabrielle Ivy on Dec 17, 2007 17:27:09 GMT -5
"And I'm sure he won't find out." he snapped. "Or the Lord will suddenly know of your misbehavior in school." He glared at the boy, anger burning in his eyes. "You know how seriously he takes your education, weather you do or not."
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Post by Destrane Savien on Dec 17, 2007 17:28:47 GMT -5
Destrane raised an eyebrow, chuckling. "So? I have top grades and am the top in the school, even above the seventh years. There is no trouble with me besides a few detentions for making out with my girlfriend," he looked at the man coldly. "Nothing like an affair with his daughter."
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Post by Gabrielle Ivy on Dec 17, 2007 17:41:51 GMT -5
Gabe simply glared at him. "It is none of your business who your sister spends her time with, or what she does." he snapped. "And I'm sure your father would much rather it if I were in her bed than some filthy mud-blood."
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Post by Destrane Savien on Dec 17, 2007 17:45:32 GMT -5
"It still shouldn't be happening at all!" he snarled, trembling as the dark magic within his body began to take hold. "It makes me wonder what else has been happening without the Dark Lord's knowledge when you are supposed to reveal all to him."
Destrane was shuddering as the power in him surged, the evil deep inside fighting to make it to the surface.
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Post by Gabrielle Ivy on Dec 17, 2007 18:30:33 GMT -5
Rielle was only slightly surprised to see Destrane acting in such a fashion. He was more his father's son than he would ever realize. "I tell him everything. Do you honestly think I'm stupid enough to hide things from him?" he snarled. "I haven't told him this because I have not seen him since we ... began our affair."
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Post by Destrane Savien on Dec 17, 2007 18:34:15 GMT -5
He glared at him coldly before sliding his wand into his robes. "Very well, if you don't tell him next time he comes to check up on things, I will tell him for you," his emerald eyes seemed darker, as though the darkness threatened to take over his very being. There was a tension in his body that didn't seem to fade, even as his initial anger seemed to leave him.
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Post by Gabrielle Ivy on Dec 17, 2007 18:52:32 GMT -5
He nodded. "It's nothing you should concern yourself with, Destrane." he whispered. "I'm a grown man; I can tell Him myself." Gabe smiled weakly at the younger man before moving toward the doors of the Room of Requirement, his wand still drawn; just in case. "I'll see you in a week, then?"
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Post by Destrane Savien on Dec 17, 2007 18:56:20 GMT -5
Destrane watched him carefully, observing every move that he had been taught to notice. A smirk touched his lips. It wasn't a kind expression.
"What's wrong Professor? Did something unsettle you?" his voice had softened to a mere whisper, the darkness still flowing through his bloodstream as he watched the older man. Suddenly he flicked his wand, sending a mildly painful curse at his mentor.
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Post by Gabrielle Ivy on Dec 17, 2007 19:14:14 GMT -5
Gabe was thrown forward from the stunner, a strangled groan escaping him as he landed on the floor with a loud smack. He rolled over as quickly as he could, his wand drawn and his eyes wide. Said eyes then narrowed into the tiniest of slits and he pulled himself up, his wand raring back in the process. "CRUCIO!" he called loudly, an invisible jet shooting across the room and slamming into Destrane's smaller form.
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Post by Destrane Savien on Dec 17, 2007 19:16:29 GMT -5
Destrane let out a grunt of pain, fighting the agony that threatened to consume his very being. He narrowed his eyes and spat the countercurse before jumping to the side, wand trained on Gabe the entire time.
"Crucio! Serpensortia!" both spells rocketed out of his wand, the unforgivable racing towards his professor while a large python slid towards the man, directed by the boy who suddenly spoke in the snake tongue. Rage consumed the dark heir.
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Post by Gabrielle Ivy on Dec 17, 2007 19:35:37 GMT -5
Gabrielle seized in agony as the younger boy's rage-filled curse hit him with tenfold what he was expecting. His limbs withered in pain and it was all he could do to grip his wand. He jerked and squirmed on the cold floor, his eyes just barely catching sight of the snake that now slithered toward him. his brown eyes widened and he concentrated on the charm he needed. "Reducto[/]..." he barely managed, pointing the tip of his want toward the serpent.
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