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She-Who-Is-Not-To-Be-Psycho! · 10-19-2004, 04:13 AM

Associations of Witches and Wizards have been done before, especially when to fight against injustice in Medieval Times. Dark or Good Witches? One will never know. Once again the need of an Aquelarre (Spanish term for Witches Sabbath) is needed, much alike an Order of the Phoenix. When the Ministry, the Aurors and the Hogwarts authorities won't help and even keeps information away.... The youngsters might act.

This is a Advanced RPG which consist in various scenarios. The first is the start of the mysteries that you should solve: The disappearance of Draco Mafloy. This takes place during Harry's 7th year.

Both cannon and original characters will be allowed, WITH certain restrictions. You all are still students so NONE of you should have any incredible powerful abilities (i.e. you can't be a metamorphmagi, animagi, legillimence AND parceltongue; not all of them, but maybe a couple). I will allow each of you to have some kind of especial ability/artifact/number of spells if you want, but not all of them please.

Also, and here's where the thing gets interesting: each character, even if cannon, MUST have a mystery of their own. At the end of each scene (or the end of the RPG, if there's still not that many clues) we will make guesses on what was the answer. One guess per scene, please. Also, try to make the mysteries difficult but real, even the past of a character can be the mysery.

So, back to the first scene. Draco Mafloy disappeared at the dead of the night, in the Slytherin Commons Rooms. Auror barely could find track of what was there, only three witnesses were their source. The thing is, the three witnesses had very different versions of the facts, which makes this even more suspicious:

- Witness one: Changed their mind. They were the first to see it, it seems. Later they would be seen running away from the Commons to the outer Corridors screaming "A monster! A monster!"... but then, when looking for them again and ask them for the whole story, they would say it never happened; can't remember anything.

- Witness Two: This witness could give a complete description. They seem to find the creature repulsive. Humaniod and dark hairy. The most close guess to that description refers to a half-bird creature, which makes sense since it was found a hole in the floor which could have been made by a piercing object (claws). No sign of feathers, though.

- Witness Three: "An hibrid or some sort", they described it. Dragon like, so it might have been a chimaera. It also tells that it stinked. It seemed the most confident on their description.

I'll be playing Theodore Nott, the first witness*. He is a Slytherin from the same year as Draco. He had grown somewhat close though the last couple of days, seeing they both have Dead Eaters fathers in prison.

Characters:
Harry Potter --> Destiny Fate Melantha (sub. Hermione04)
Ron Weasley --> Backslash
Hermione Granger --> Hermione_Loves_Ron
Ginny Weasley --> lightstar1154
Luna Lovegood --> Arkee Maldemer
Neville Longbottom --> Meandering
Gideon Adams --> Backslash
Marissa ("X") --> stardancer488
Destiny Fate Artemis Melantha --> Destiny Fate Melantha
Astrid Thomas --> Hermione_298
Theodore Nott --> She-Who-Is-Not-To-Be-Psycho! (just call me Nadia)

(Originals, please post your info in here: appearance and house is enough)

EDIT: I want to make an acclaration seeing I could have been not too clear on it: You can use every other character which is not currently being played/used by another RPGer. Only obvious observation is not to contradict ourselves so not to cause fights (=P) but other than that, do use all of the characters that you deem needed to perform your little subplot of the RPG (your personal mystery)

STARTS: October 27 (A Week From Now)

CHAPTER ONE: Malfoy Disappears.
Scene: Slytherin Commons.

Reincarnation Jones · 12-15-2004, 04:01 AM

Feeling slightly less pressured now that she had admitted what she originally thought had been nothing more than her imagination, Tinny took a deep breath and let it out very slowly. She shook her head sollemnly. She knew he wouldn't believe her, but for an instant, she knew that she'd died, even if only for a split second. "I think it was a combination of two different creatures. There's...there's an animal whose cry is deadly and there's an animal whose cry can bring back the dead but... neither of them have been seen for centuries upon centuries. It doesn't make a whole heap of sense..."

She-Who-Is-Not-To-Be-Psycho! · 12-15-2004, 04:30 AM

Now Dumbledore had to frown. It was in his experience a couple of monsters that could kill with their voice but he couldn't quite tell about the second type. Yes, for a minute it did cross his mind Destiny might be pulling his leg, and if he discovered that was the case, in times like these, this young lady was in for big troubles. On the other hand he was up to allow the benefit of doubt and believe his girl story, as farfetched as it was. And it was true that Dumbledore was quite curious about this.

"A grown Mandrake or a Banshee can do the first, but regarding the second creature you can tell I find it hard to believe. Even Voldemort wouldn't have missed the oportunity to use it if said beast existed." He stood and turned to his book shelf, not showing if he did or did not believe Tiny. He seemed to be looking for a book as he went on.

"I won't attempt to look all knowing, and it is true that I'm old and might start to forget a couple of things." He took a book finally and put it down on the table, and reading the index though his half-moon glasses. Gave a small triumphant 'ah' and took some seconds to read, and finally spoke, "but I believe only a phoenix has the ability to come back though death."

"Ancient as the magic may be, you read about it somewhere." He positioned his espectacles back and looked at Destiny once more. "Can you tell me where I can read about this beasts which aren't in common books?"

Reincarnation Jones · 12-15-2004, 04:51 AM

"I...I don' think I want to say," Tinny spit out cautiously, not sure how much the Headmaster could analyze by the look on her face. "It...it's true that the creature one existed but....there's a story behind it. I...there were stipulations that had to be considered. They were only legend and...it...it wasn't a banshee or a mandrake. It... has a name but...I..." She seemed to be in pain by the expression on her face and she squirmed in her seat as if under some great, embarrassing pressure.

She-Who-Is-Not-To-Be-Psycho! · 12-16-2004, 12:41 AM

The Headmaster watched silent, and then dropped his gaze, closing his eyes in a pensive matter.

"If you are not ready to speak, I can understand," he said standing. "But if that's the case I'm afraid I cannot stay to wait for you. I can only ask you to come back later, when you are feeling ready. I must leave now, Destiny. And you should as well, classes should have started by now."

He said the later while walking to the door and holding it open for the young girl, Fudge was already standing quite disgrunted and impatient.

Reincarnation Jones · 12-16-2004, 04:37 AM

Having said her piece and been done with it all, Tinny stood up wearily from her seat and scowled deeply again as she passed Fudge, her contempt for him and the general Minstry itself quite obvious in her expression. If there hadn't been a student missing, Tinny wouldn't have lifted a single finger to help this man get himself out of the hot water he was so clearly in. She walked past him briskly, her nose in the air, and left via the staircase in the second room. Once she was downstairs, she took an immediate left and headed toward the Owlery. She had to send a letter to her foster-mother and have something delivered to her.

Backslash · 12-16-2004, 05:27 PM

Gideon continued to wail as he was pushed back into the crowd, gradually letting it trail off into a series of heart-wrenching sobs as he trudged back to where Nott was standing, then flung himself on the boy's shoulder.

"Now what do you think of that?" Gideon said, grinning at the boy, his face shielded by his fist in which there was a crumpled and folded wad of paper. To anyone else nearby it merely looked like he'd collapsed in sorrow on the nearest student.

Ron grinned further, stepping up to the Gamekeeper. "You're right Hagrid...except our first class is Care of Magical Creatures. So shouldn't we be...out there? Unless whatever we're studying today has four hooves and a pair of fangs..."

Hermione_loves_Ron · 12-16-2004, 09:31 PM

"Four hooves and fangs?" asked Hermione as she approached Ron and Hagrid, casting them each a curious look. "Are you speaking of Thestrals? Or, possibly, a boar-hound?" She glanced at them each with an inquiring look, noting the nervous state Hagrid seemed to be in. Something seemed wrong here and she wondered if she had walked in at an inopportune time.

Reincarnation Jones · 12-17-2004, 04:00 AM

"Or a vampire centaur, perhaps?" Harry contributing snickering, having just entered the conversation as well. He was so distraced lately!

Tinny quickly scribbled something onto a blank piece of parchment and tied it to the leg of Bronwyn, her black owl. "Now, listen, Bronwyn," she said pointedly. "This has to get to my foster-mother tonight, so that she can send that book, all right? I need it as soon as possible. Can you manage?" The owl hooted once, sounding offended that Tinny thought she couldn't do it, and flew off in a flurry on feathers.

She-Who-Is-Not-To-Be-Psycho! · 12-17-2004, 04:02 AM

Theodore's eyes poped open to then bright humored, to then narrow surpiciously. In front of him he could see the Auror still waving this fist with the parchment on his hand so... what did this boy had?

Maintaining his eyes on the boy, only leaving him momentarily to look around as he took the parchment from him, he turned slightly to give his back to the crowd, Gideon still leaning his weight on Theo's shoulder. He unfolded the parchment, twice, to encounter this:

(ooc: ok, any comparison to Disney will result in your characters murdered!! You don't have an idea how much effort I put into this thing.)

Nott frowned at the map and windrowed his wand, tapping the parchment in the center once. A couple of letters started to appear. He smiled satisfied and frowned just as immediately, staring at the parchment.

... and yet Nott had the feeling this was not all. Just on cue, in the very bottom of the parchment appeared the following:

"Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry,
Grounds and Surroundings.
Assigned to Mathew Dawlish.

~* IN CASE OF FORGOTTEN PASSWORD RESPOND THE FOLLOWING QUESTION FROM THE USER *~
What occurs once in a second, once in a minute, twice in a millennium, but never in the course of a lifetime

For Authorized Personal only.
Ministry of Magic,
Department of Mysteries"

Nott turned to Gideon, one eyebrow raised. "Well? You are the Ravenclaw here."

"Oh, yeh, yeh," Hagrid looked back again at the door. "Ah, I was expectin' Dumbledore, seeh if we coul' stay an' have class inside. Nah, no matter," he shook his head and sighed as if it pained him, "We'll've to pos'pone classes, yer dismissed." He smiled and started the otherway obviously feeling down.

Dumbledore watched Destiny go, and stepped out afterwards. There he greeted Fudge with a small nod while the latter put his hat back on in a cracky way, plainly not humored with what had just happened. One the girl looked out of sight, Fudge hurriedly advanced to say something. The whispers died in the solicitude to the office and not much afterward, they left the office.

Reincarnation Jones · 12-17-2004, 04:07 AM

I know the answer to the riddle! Nah nah!

Backslash · 12-17-2004, 04:33 AM

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Originally Posted by She-Who-Is-Not-To-Be-Psycho!

Nott turned to Gideon, one eyebrow raised. "Well? You are the Ravenclaw here."

Gideon could have cackled and bounced around with glee if he was not still pretending to mourn over his nonexisting kitty. "Honesty, 'ave you never heard any Muggle riddles?! But le's not do it 'ere...too many people..." He took the parchment from Nott and gestured for him to follow as he slunk down the corridor, still sobbing slightly and muttering "How could they do this to poor Fluffles..."

She-Who-Is-Not-To-Be-Psycho! · 12-17-2004, 06:41 AM

ooc: haha, I knew this was too easy a riddle^^ Too known, and the internet doesn't help. *tsk* My second choice (apart from doing a riddle myself, but I've been too sleepy ~_~) was one which was too difficult, but no matter, the riddles will get each time more difficult as we go

Nott was about to roll his eyes at the boy at the mere idea that he should know something about muggles. (A muggle riddle. Theo shivered at the idea of only having to contest his mind with that of a muggle.) Didn't get to. He helplessly watched as he once again was dragged to Grindewald-knows-where by the hyperactive boy, moving to a more secluded area, map in hand. Theo was on two minds if to laugh or be worried by the blocke's strange sobbing noises. Sounded like a kneazle was drowning down there.

Before passing classroom 1, Theo pulled the boy back to a stop and gestured him to enter. The classroom was deserted. He held the door open for Gideon, watching for people that could be staring, careful to act as if they were nothing but a group of student looking for room to study.

stardancer488 · 12-17-2004, 11:41 AM

Marissa watched as Gideon looked at a piece pf parchment, maybe it was something that would help her, and walked silently up to them, "Why hello Gideon, isn't it? And why mr. Nott. Trying to find Malfoy? Or just trying to save your own neck, that is quite typical for Slytherins isn't it?" She pasued, "And whats with the parchment, I must admit if you are trying to hide something" she said, moving her hand in the door and her foot in front of it, so they just couldn't close it on her, "that your not doing a very good job. The expressions, the whispers, just geez. You need to take some lessons" she said smirking. She smiled enjoying herself.

"Do you mind telling what you are doing? Or is that not an option?" she asked sarcastically.

Backslash · 12-17-2004, 05:27 PM

Gideon was moving towards the door, by now having lessened the sobs bit by bit so that he was almost silent, when he found his way blocked by a girl. He only grinned at her, the parchement in his hand having somehow vanished during the walk down the corridor.

"Parchement? Hidin' somethin'?" Gideon frowned slightly, then continued sheepishly in a completely convincing manner. "My my...you've definately caught us red-handed this time. I guess we'll have to spill it to you, but...promise not t' tattle? We're plannin' a lil 'surprise' for Mrs. Norris, see, and it won' be a plesant lil surprise if Filtch gets ear of 't. As for this Malfoy, popular little fella, ain't he?"

She-Who-Is-Not-To-Be-Psycho! · 12-17-2004, 10:24 PM

Theo's anger was evident. Nott was starting to get his tempter rising at the pompous attitude from the pitiful Gryffindor. I'm afraid that insult us will drive you nowhere, he thought to answer. He was just about to tell her a couple of things about manners and just where she could stuff those questions when Gideon beat him in answering.

A sneaky Ravenclaw? Well, that should happen in some world. Without adding anything to it, he said, "Well, if you would excuse us."

He stepped forwards to the room to enter as if Marissa wasn't there.

Backslash · 12-17-2004, 11:05 PM

"Sorry, business calls," Gideon said with a charming smile that would have rivalled that of Gilderoy Lockhart, and slammed the door in her face after discreetly kicking her foot out of the way. No need to hurt the little princess. "So," he said a little louder than necessary so that his voice would filter through the door, in case Marissa decided to evesdrop, "how's the plan B?"

While he said that, he pulled out his wand and locked the door, placing a silencing charm over it. He then produced the map from who-knows-where he was hiding it and smoothed it out on the desk, tapping it with his wand and muttering, "the letter 'n'". He reached into his right pocket, rummaged around, and pulled out another scrap of parchment of similar size, and on it was written crudely "Operation Canned Potatoes". Apparently he had spoken some truth about wanting to prank Mrs. Norris.

Ron paused, looking at Hagrid, then at Hermione and Harry. "He's doing it again," he muttered, rolling his eyes. Hagrid's imability to lie was both a blessing and a curse, and it was only a matter of time before the three of them squeezed the information out. In the meantime...Ron looked around. Both Nott and the crazy wailing Ravenclaw were gone.

"Okay, that's odd," Ron muttered to himself.

stardancer488 · 12-17-2004, 11:34 PM

She stood and watched, she could care less, there were ignorant boys, and boys never seemed to grow up at Hogwarts. Either totally wrapped up in the 'I am so cool, yadda yadda yadda junk' or they would be a total wimp like Potter, yes he went through a lot, but being a Gryffindor, she was starting to see what Snape had been saying the last years, she has been at Hogwarts. She walked away knowing she had lost and they could get there dead bodies expelled for all she cared. But something stuck with her...

...why did she care? She knew she cared. But why? Was there actually a reason she cared for such careless jerks at Hogwarts? Why did she continue to try? Why did she actually want to help? Why was she even at Hogwarts when everyday there was a struggle for herself. When she could return home and just make no living yet still be better off, then trying to save herself day after day, by feeding off information that she knew she would never get... why did she bother trying, was it worth it? That was the question was all the other junk put against her, worth trying to help other people who didn't care? She slowly made her way back to the main hallways to meet the bustle of students running here and there, gossiping here and there, no doubt schemeing something...

Hermione_loves_Ron · 12-18-2004, 12:05 AM

I feel dumb... I didn't figure out the password -.- Hehe

Hermione's eyes cast over Ron quizically. "Doing what again?" she asked, before looking up at Hagrid. "Class dismissed? Hagrid, you can't do that... Why in the world would you want to just... dismiss the class?" She looked over at Ron, brow furrowed. "What is going on here?"

She-Who-Is-Not-To-Be-Psycho! · 12-18-2004, 05:10 AM

Unaware of what he has done, this boy Gideon, by the look of it, new letters started to appear on the map. Nott casted a look around at Classroom 11 and then at the boy, raising one eyebrow mostly out of surprise at the Operation Canned Potatoes plan plarchment. Shaking his head, his attention redirected at the parchment from where what looked like the *final version* was appearing. He watched attentively, frowning at the so many foot notes around which on top of it all moved and quivered as if underwater.

Not sure when this boy had become his ally on this quest, Theodore shoved the transforming map where Gideon could see it and said, "I will be just up for your prank to our feline friend in minute, once I find out what does this means." The map was doing some strange glowing, and some of the letters tended to dissapear, but most of it was clear enough.

Hagrid turned and smiled at the girl, his eyes kind of watery. He knew that, if sombody would indeed be disappointed with his class being cancelled was, of course, Hermione.

"Yeh'll 'ave many other time' fer that, Hermione," he said. "Beside', I didn' 've that interestin o' a class plann'd, so yer not missin' much." He said and his eyes saddened again. For real he had this huge surprise for them and somethnig he was sure would make an interesting class, but he didn't want to put them down. Just as suddenly his eyes brighten again but because of anxiousness, "Listen," he said, "don' yeh go to the grounds, Ok? I don't know what you've bin told, but don' get out!" He added, for a minute putting aside his obligations as staff over the kids' safesty.

Just then he looked up at the kid's backs, his eyes popped open at the appearance of the figure just before him...

"Rubeus," Dumbledore greeted as he climbed down the stairs by the side of Fudge who looked both nervous and mad (a common expression on him nowadays) that the Headmaster would, again, plan on leaving such pressing matters second to that of some silly student of a couple of them. when noticing the massive CoMC teacher he looked to think better of commenting.

Dumbledore approched them, reacing the end fo the stairs with a calm smile yet one that might have a parent when seeing the child steal cookies from the jar, Hagrid being the child by his expression. Hagrid tried to explain himself ("No, we wer' jus' - only chattin', like with Care of Magical Creatures -") but Dumbledore interrupted him to calm him down, "It's OK, I am not here other than passing by. But you would do well to show the Aurorus some hospitality, Rubeous." He added as he passed by. Hagrid, at the mentioning of the Aurors, had this mad glimp on his face.

"Afternoon," Dumbledore said to the trio of Harry, Ron and Hermione as he passed them to reach the Entrance.

Sorry for the wait!

Reincarnation Jones · 12-18-2004, 05:17 AM

Harry glanced at Dumbledore's back as the man left the room and scowled; not at the man, but at the situation in general. "He came for the specific purpose of making sure that Hagrid stopped talking to us," Harry whispered into Ron's ear conspiritorily.

Backslash · 12-18-2004, 05:21 AM

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Originally Posted by She-Who-Is-Not-To-Be-Psycho!

Unaware of what he has done, this boy Gideon, by the look of it, new letters started to appear on the map. Nott casted a look around at Classroom 11 and then at the boy, raising one eyebrow mostly out of surprise at the Operation Canned Potatoes plan plarchment. Shaking his head, his attention redirected at the parchment from where what looked like the *final version* was appearing. He watched attentively, frowning at the so many foot notes around which on top of it all moved and quivered as if underwater.

Not sure when this boy had become his ally on this quest, Theodore shoved the transforming map where Gideon could see it and said, "I will be just up for your prank to our feline friend in minute, once I find out what does this means." The map was doing some strange glowing, and some of the letters tended to dissapear, but most of it was clear enough.

Gideon's eyes widened at the new letters on the map. Yes, he knew the riddle had to be some sort of password, but really, an Auror relying on a Muggle riddle? Daft. He scanned over the information, piecing it together with the letters on the parchment the Auror was waving about--he'd gotten quite a good bit of info from a few glances while he "borrowed" the map--and an odd expression crossed his face. Like the wheels and cogs in his dynamite house of a brain were whizzing around frantically. By some sort of mistake or fate, he'd landed himself in something major...

"What do you suppose..." Gideon coughed, moving the Operation Canned Potatoes parchment aside where he could easily slide it over on the map in case someone broke in, and lowered his voice-- "this has somethin' to do with your mate Malfoy?" He pointed to the part of the map which was the Forbidden Forest. "What's there? A big beastie of Hagrid's or the one everyone seems to be talkin' about?"

Backslash · 12-18-2004, 05:24 AM

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Originally Posted by Destiny Fate Melantha

Harry glanced at Dumbledore's back as the man left the room and scowled; not at the man, but at the situation in general. "He came for the specific purpose of making sure that Hagrid stopped talking to us," Harry whispered into Ron's ear conspiritorily.

"Yeah, I know..." Ron glanced at Hermione, who was evidently still very confused, then back at the shouting Auror. "Not allowed outside...then..." Maybe the thing that Nott was screaming about is still lurking around on Hogwarts grounds!

"Okay, Harry, Hermione, since we have our first lession off, let's go somewhere quiet to...erm...finish off our potions assignment," Ron said, with a quick wink to show that he didn't really mean exactly what he said.

She-Who-Is-Not-To-Be-Psycho! · 12-18-2004, 05:55 AM

ooc:

Harry is a little esquizophrenic, isn't he? Not to mention egocentric.

For the first time, Dawlish moved leaving his spot and making space to allow people to get out - of course, meaning only Dumbledore and Fudge who had returned to deep conversation. Mainly on Fudge's part who was talking hastly in angry whispers. At reaching the Auror, Fudge addressed him immediately. "Received the memo?" he asked the Auror who, without looking less formal responded affirmatively. "Good, good - so the objetives..."

"Both are being scheduled," Dawlish responded simply and with a small smile, turning to Dumbledore for a minute and loosing that smile the next minute. Probably worried on what happened the last time he encountered him.

"Perfect, yes," Fudge approved nodding one too many times, "Now, we were just discussing with Dumbledore the poor security Hogwarts has." He gestured Dumbledore who made no motion or gesture while he, Fudge, laughed almost nervously. "Sure, sure, this place is reputed to have great security. But honestly, you couldn't even stop a mass murdered like black nor this new, err, thing.
"I mean, what makes Hogwarts a secure place after all? It's a myth, that is. Hogwarts is the Ministry number one priority. I would say, to keep our children safe we need capacitated wizards in every spot."

"Like you, Cornelius," Dumbledore interrupted him, his voice grave but still conversational.

"Why, yes, Dumbledore," Fudge said as if responding to Dumbledore's challengue who seemed to imply otherwise, "Like me."

"Well then, that's settled," the Headmaster finished, his eyes twinkling . "I believe we can have a room in the North Tower just for you, if we remove the some dust and furniture."

"What for?" Fudge asked dumbfoulded, and Dumbledore reponded all too suddenly, "I supposed, needing experienced wizards you would stay and join us in guarding the castle as one of those."

Fudge's jaw dropped and his eyes popped open to then breath this incredulous laugh, "Oh-ho! Dumbledore, I am the Minister of Magic! Sure you wouldn't pretend me to - to ignore my responsibilities staying here?"

"Why, no, but as Hogwarts is the Ministery number one priority I would dare pressume it's only due that the Minister stays in where he is needed. Maybe until you get the capacitated wizards here to fill your spot?"

"Ah, well... s-sure, a night. I can stay a night."

"Wonderful," Dumbledore smiled. "I would make the due arrangements for you to stay in the North Tower quarters."

She-Who-Is-Not-To-Be-Psycho! · 12-18-2004, 06:15 AM

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Gideon's eyes widened at the new letters on the map. Yes, he knew the riddle had to be some sort of password, but really, an Auror relying on a Muggle riddle? Daft. He scanned over the information, piecing it together with the letters on the parchment the Auror was waving about--he'd gotten quite a good bit of info from a few glances while he "borrowed" the map--and an odd expression crossed his face. Like the wheels and cogs in his dynamite house of a brain were whizzing around frantically. By some sort of mistake or fate, he'd landed himself in something major...

"What do you suppose..." Gideon coughed, moving the Operation Canned Potatoes parchment aside where he could easily slide it over on the map in case someone broke in, and lowered his voice-- "this has somethin' to do with your mate Malfoy?" He pointed to the part of the map which was the Forbidden Forest. "What's there? A big beastie of Hagrid's or the one everyone seems to be talkin' about?"

Nott frowned and even looked kind of unsettled at the mentioning of Malfoy. Maybe for a split of second he had managed to forget about it.

"Maybe," he said scanning the parchment himself, and hearing the last part shook himself out of his reveriee and frowned at Gideon, "What beastie everyone's talking about?" He could think of many things the oaf could have put inside the castle to put them all in danger, but up to now the only beast he had heard about was the one Atrid mentioned, and to be perfectly honest a harpy was too difficult a thing to sneak into a room without being seen and into the dungeons where there were no windows. Made him think Astrid might have dreamed it all...

He turned his attention to the parchment once more and frowned. "This," he tapped on a brown line to point it, "I've never seen this before, this... barrier... Must have just been put there, magically. But that's not where the Forbidden Forest is so why putting it there?"

Hagrid saw the Headmaster passed him by feeling slightly guitly that he had just said something Dumbledore didn't want him to say. He clunched on this border of his coak extra tightly out of nerves. He watched as his employer and the actual Minister of Magic walked to the Entrance and turned again just to hear Ron speak.

"Ah, yeah, you do that," he said encouraging it with not much subtlety and seeing them start the other way, his attetion got diverted once more at the door to get some of the conversation.

Backslash · 12-18-2004, 10:36 PM

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"Maybe," he said scanning the parchment himself, and hearing the last part shook himself out of his reveriee and frowned at Gideon, "What beastie everyone's talking about?"

"I donno, the one the Aurors seem all worked up 'bout. Heard a lot of gossip in your commons, I stopped there a sec this mornin'. There was that girl in the hall too, said somethin' was howling from the Forbidden Forest? Sounds fishy t'me." Gideon shrugged, unable to draw a conclusion. "It can't be one o' Hagrids at any case, he'd be singin' if it were an' not lookin' so worried."

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He turned his attention to the parchment once more and frowned. "This," he tapped on a brown line to point it, "I've never seen this before, this... barrier... Must have just been put there, magically. But that's not where the Forbidden Forest is so why putting it there?"

"Y'got me there," Gideon replied, rubbing his chin thoughtfully. "Hang on...wha's this 'estimation point'? Maybe it's something that they think's gonna move to over...here." Gideon tapped the label 'apparition area'. "Funny, there aren't many of those x's around there. Maybe...they're gonna drive it out of t'forest, and trap it. Why else the barrier and surrounding stuff?"

Assuming there is a beastie in the first place, Gideon thought to himself. His brain was beinging to throb from this sudden burst of activity.

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