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Post by Lisa Lycott on Aug 1, 2006 17:38:21 GMT
Lisa bit her lip, thinking the idea over. "But then, we'd have to kidnap the actual seeker and hide him in one of the broomsheds or something." As amusing as the idea sounded, she made a face, "That sounds a bit dirty, and I don't think my 'rents fancy getting fined a few thousand galleons this summer."
She smirked, then. "We'd have to disguise ourselves... Glamor charms, Polyjuice potion." Her eyes flashed, and she raised an eyebrow. "If only we had an invisibility cloak." She always had wanted one.
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Post by Girty Hubbles on Aug 1, 2006 17:52:55 GMT
Girty smiled at the idea from Lisa.
"Well how about we just send someone out onto the pitch mid-match. Come one who is likely to keep track of how many players on the pitch.... and at that speed. Blurs." She shrank back in her chair.
"It was just an idea anyway." She laughed and let the others continue.
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Post by Lisa Lycott on Aug 1, 2006 18:13:25 GMT
Lisa realised what she had done and sent an apologetic glance to Girty. "And a very good one at that. I didn't mean to shoot down the idea! I'm just thinking the methods through. It would be terrible if we were caught..." Though her voice sounded nonchalant and almost sly. "We'd have to find a mighty good seeker," she looked around, the table seemed to consist of mostly of every other position.
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Post by Girty Hubbles on Aug 1, 2006 18:20:47 GMT
"It is no problem" laughed Girty at Lisa. "We need a sensible head to think things though. And yes agree we need a dam good seeker...know any?" She laughed lightly
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Post by Henry Boggleworth on Aug 1, 2006 20:07:25 GMT
Boggleworth laughed gruffly "well I must say you're surpassing yourselves!" he teased "I was thinking more simple, I'm going to start by stealing...ahem I mean borrowing the snitch, bludgers and quaffle! But your ideas are great too, only problem being we need to directly affect the ministry more, tis something to ponder!"
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Post by Gabriel Vandesar on Aug 1, 2006 20:27:20 GMT
Vandesar drew his collar further up his chin, giving a passing woman a churlish glance. He had recently apparated from London a few hours ago, having been preparing for a meeting with a colleague that was about to occur in the Three Brooksticks in about half an hour. He had been wandering through the crowds and snickets up until now, watching for anything odd. The Hogwarts students had broken up from school today, and it was increasingly unpleasant to see so many small, swift beings darting past him. How was he supposed to concentrate?
Annoyed, Vandesar moved to the side of the street, spotting the Three Broomsticks up ahead. He could wait in there until his colleague arrived.
Pushing the door open, he glared at the little bell as it tinkled. The familiar, comforting smell of tabacoo smoke and spirits wafted in his face, and he closed the door gently. The pub was moderately lit, a warm fire crackling against one wall. Steadily he made his way towards the bar, not having yet seen the student gathering...
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Post by Henry Boggleworth on Aug 1, 2006 20:35:02 GMT
Boggleworth glanced up then gaped with shock, he would recognise a ministry official anywhere. Saying loudly but in a firm voice he changed the subject "so yes there's really very little do to over the summer I must agree! Maybe I'll even do some research!" He said gesturing a little frantically to the others but so hopefully the guy wouldn't see, he looked like a nasty piece of work.
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Post by amy3 on Aug 1, 2006 20:53:12 GMT
Nick drained the last of his fire whiskey. It had been his seventh, and he was now fully drunk. The pub was stifling now, and he could see the sun beams burning through the small windows, dust lazily floating past it, white and small. He felt rather depressed now, realising that he was just as alone as he had been before he'd started drinking.
Standing up, he whipped his coat off the back of the chair a little too stiffly, causing himself to topple drunkly into the nearest person. "Hey!" he snapped angrily at them, his eyes widdening as he met the rather serious looking face of a tall blonde man.
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Post by Gabriel Vandesar on Aug 1, 2006 20:59:28 GMT
Vandesar looked down his nose at the Slytherin boy, his school tie still looped around his neck, although the rest of him was dressed in normal attire. "I suppose you are too drunk to realise the flaw in your own plan...?" he enquired, referring to the clear case of underage drinking. "I take it you put that tie on after you managed to get served," he shot a dark glance at the barmaid. "Or you wouldn't have got a drop." he placed a hand on the boy's shoulder, steadying him as he swayed.
"Give me a reason not to turn you in." he spat.
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Post by amy3 on Aug 1, 2006 21:04:53 GMT
Nick swallowed dryly, his excessive drinking having obviously done nothing to quench his thirst. Still looking into the man's eyes, Nick reached up slowly and pulled the Slytherin tie from around his neck. He now remembered he'd slipped it on halfway through his fourth drink, having been pretending to be talking to an invisible Gryffindor across from him, giving them what for. "I..." he looked around the room frantically, the walls and floors swaying, the drunken men roaring loudly. His eyes settled upon a few Hufflepuffs - and a Gryffindor. His eyes narrowed.
"Them - they're doing something!" he pointed a wobbly finger at them. "They're doing something they're not supposed to!"
Nick had no idea of course, if they really were doing anything...
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Post by Gabriel Vandesar on Aug 1, 2006 21:17:21 GMT
Vandesar looked slowly at the student gathering in the corner. He shoved the student roughly away from himself, causing him to topple drunkly into a chair. "Stay there." he muttered. He turned towards the gathering, unblinking, weaving his way round the tables towards the first of the group to have made eye contact with him.
He may have been an Unspeakable, these sort of matters below him, but he hated to see truant children getting away with anything.
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Post by Girty Hubbles on Aug 1, 2006 21:29:33 GMT
Girty had noticed the strange man walk into the pub, Bog acting strangely and then her started to walk over. She shuffled up in her seat and looked at him.
"Can i help you sir?" She asked. His whole presence felt cold and uncomfortable. She tried to smile but the look in his dark eyes make her think again.
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Post by Henry Boggleworth on Aug 2, 2006 9:36:47 GMT
Boggleworth jumped to his feet and said a touch angrily
"yes what do you want?" he wanted to be rid of this official as soon as possible.
I know him! snarled Henry in Boggleworth's mind
now isn't the time I'll deal with him
"is it against the law for a group of friends to talk over, oh what's this?" said Boggleworth raising a butter-beer
"oh a butterbeer, I didn't know they were illegal, mind your own bus." then Boggleworth clamped his mouth shut when he realised what he was saying.
"So what brings you here then?" he enquired in a more pleasant voice, realising full well he'd put his foot in it, but best not to carry on digging a hole for himself.
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Post by Gabriel Vandesar on Aug 2, 2006 10:21:30 GMT
Vandesar's stone grey eyes scanned the students slowly, settling upon the Hufflepuff girl, and what appeared to be a prefect still wearing his badge. They were all looking rather caught out, as if guilty that they had been interrupted doing something. Vandesar knew that they were just children, but he always find it near impossible to deny himself understanding, even for trivial things. The worst they could be doing was hiding alcohol under the table, but they looked no where near as out of it as the Slytherin boy had! Perhaps they were not up to much after all.
For a moment he turned back to the Slytherin boy to see if he had escaped, but he was still slummed in the chair Vandesar had left him in, his head lolled on his chest, snoring.
Vandesar turned back to the children."Save your sorry pleasantries, boy," he said sternly. His eyes lingered suddenly on Boggleworth. He narrowed them. Who? he thought.
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Post by Henry Boggleworth on Aug 2, 2006 10:50:50 GMT
Boggleworth grimaced
"ok then! I will, stick you rather large nose elsewhere please" he said sarcastically.
Then Boggleworth clutched his head, Henry was trying to takeover
sorry about this but we have to escape! said Henry a little frantically.
just tell me what to do! Boggleworth struggled against Henry for control over his mind
just trust me! I have to deal with this
and then Henry took control over Boggleworth's body. It seemed that Boggleworth's light brown eyes grew blacker and the gaze became keener and more forceful.
Henry stood up then said "oh my god, look! He's breaking section 13 of law 4 line 25! Look!" he screamed pointing to make Vandesar look away, he then sprinted towards the door...
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