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Old 10-17-2009, 07:55 PM   #114 (permalink)
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Connie: Yes indeedy Connie, Ron does have Spidey senses or not ... or maybe he should? *ponders it*

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This story is so much fun, it's hard to think of the end coming. But on the other hand, it'll be a great time getting there. Like you said,"where there's time there's time for mischief."
Uhm, *looks around for more replies* no one else is around so ... I guess it's on to the show, no? Here's hoping I don't mess it all up. *smoochies Connie* Thanks for always being here Connie. Okay here goes ...



"Octavius has of course reached new heights of depravity don't you think old friend?" the boy asked the house elf.

"If you say so, sir. I myself have no opinion on the matter, sir,"the house elf answered sarcastically.

"Of course you don't, Tiberius," Adam smiled taking a swig of his butterbeer and pushing a glass towards the house elf.

"Everything is set, sir. I've contacted our mutual friend, and he in turn seems to have made an arrangement with someone to take care of my master, Octavius Black."

"Please don't feel too heartbroken about it," the boy said handing the house elf a handkerchief.

"Thank you, sir. I still haven't forgotten that you managed to get my most abhorrent master to give me clothes."

"Well, I never much cared for the way he treated you, and you coming to work for me. Well, what more could you ask for?"

"Nothing master, I'm happy to serve you. You at least let me wear clothes and treat me with some respect."

"Yes, but all of this will have to wait until after tonight."

"If I could snap my fingers and make the night come ..."

"Tiberius what the devil are you doing?" Octavius's voice yelled from the open doorway. The elf snapped his fingers making his drink disappear.

"Nothing master, I was merely entertaining ..."

"Entertaining, more like annoying. Get out of here before I flay you or put you on a rack or hang you in the dungeons for a couple of months." Octavius threatened. As Tiberius walked out he got a kick that sent him flying to the ground. "Stupid elf," Octavius complained.

"I'm so sorry, sir," the elf said and got up and walked off ot the kitchen careful to hide his smirk. Time was running out for his master.



That's all for now ... with any luck I'll be back before night's end ..
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