[Out of Town && Greg]

[Vanessa Malfoy]

[There were no out of town threads.]

Vanessa had been sent out on a severely un-authorized and top secret journey into none other than Diagon Alley. Her father was brewing something up, and she had been told to leave school early. She got on the quickest train in the area and now, here she was. In London again.

Yet, she couldn't fight the urge to scramble into another part of town. She was suppose to be fetching potions ingredients for a , but got a bit side-tracked. Now, although you'd have to be completely mad to go into Knockturn Alley, she chose to.

So, pulling her purple velvet cloak up over her head she took a sharp turn into the old village. It was pretty much abandoned now, but if there were any old arifacts, she'd be sure to take them for her father. Ducking down into one of the old buildings she snuck down onto the floor,digging through rubble and finding several items of a dark nature.

"Whoa..," she began, trailing off. She quickly grabbed the pendant she found through all of the dust and dirt, shoving it into her pocket and searching further.

[Gregory Greenwich]

Knockturn Alley was a dark and dangerous place, Greg had been warned severely about ever venturing there as a child; he had been haunted by vile tales of a very disagreeable nature indeed, the place was quite simply evil. But he had a duty to protect the people, so with a push from a colleague he had ventured inside. Instantly the damp, dank smell of rotten filth pierced his nostrils, making him want to gag. Feeling an urge to spit and believing that remaining here any length of time would severely damage his poor lungs, he strode inwards, wrapping a scarf around his head to protect himself, but also to hdie his rather noticeable features. Somebody with such pristeen skin and looks wouldn't be seen in such an illegal place. So he had taken on a measly disguise, simply a long black robes and the thin viel of a scarf.

Greg was on the hunt for anybody purchasing or dealing with anything illegal, but more to the point, anything that was incredibly dangerous, in fact his hunt was constricted even further, he was really after Rogue Wizards and their suppliers. Eye narrowed he marched down an alley, but on seeing two very nasty looking thugs he ducked into a very constricted alley. Peering around the corner in typical spying fashion, he was immediately spotted, his completely unshifty appearance coupled with his trying to steer clear of trouble actually attracted attention in such an area. Backpedalling quickly to avoid being seen, (far too late in fact) Greg bumped into somebody, sending the two of them crashing to the filthy ground below...

[Vanessa Malfoy]

Vanessa collected what she wanted and snuck said objects into her pockets.She was just about to string a certain pendant around her neck when she was knocked over, going face first into a mucky mess. "Oh-my-God!" She shrieked, yanking her hood off and wiping the dirt and grim from her face.

She would be fine now that she was in the alley-way, away from Ministry and any older figures she was familar with. Nessa wasn't suppose to be here to begin with, and her being here wasn't exactly on the side of the goverment. "What was that for!?" She shouted at the man that was hidden by a scarf. She was use to her surroundings thanks to a rather..dark family, so she didn't mind making a scene.

"You could have killed me," she muttered beneath her breath, dusting her velvet cloak off. She had a rather displeased expression on her face.

[Gregory Greenwich]

Rolling off the hapless young lady trapped beneath him a moment, he hastily muttered an apology "sorry," he squealed in obvious agitation, his composure fled, but more importantly his disguise could be threatened and rather easily be broken. Gingerly helping the young lady to his feet he recoiled as she instantly blamed him firing hasty words his way.
In a time gone by he would ahve simply taken the comments with head hanging low, but he was being taught to appear cold and hard upon the surface, to school his emotions and utilise any means necessary to defeat his enemies. He was basically gaining in confidence and so bristling under her drama-queen antics, he retorted, "no need to be so dramatic, I clearly didn't do it on a purpose."

His sharp ears picked up a grumble under her breath and so he replied really quite smoothly, for him, "killed you? Hardly." But on hearing a yell from behind he was cut short; the two thugs were entering the alleyway, wands raised; apparently eager for a fight, which Greg was completely loath to engage in. Knocking down the stacked bins and piling mounds of rubbish to block their path momentarily he wildly looking all about in panic he cast a fresh eye over them, noticing the leering eyes, the way they would likely not listen to reason at all. The sudden overpowering stench of vast amounts of alcohol abuse penetrating his acute senses made him reel and gag once more; that clinched it for him though, they would definitely fight. Slipping a hand into his inside pocket he literally fell to once side in panic as a spell was let loose his way. Knowing it was his duty to protect the girl he pushed her aside, in theory so she wouldn't be hit; whilst he held his wand hand surprisingly steady eyes shining with fear, but for the tiniest glint, that showed him to be more dangerous than he looked.

"You're under arrest," he called, quickly shouting, "stupefy" at the nearest thug he was barrelling towards him having pushed his way through the piles of rubbish in his path.

[Vanessa Malfoy]

Vanessa pouted down at her cloak, something she really didn't want to wear ever again. This reminded her of another incident she had in The Forbidden Forest, which involved leaving her expensive shoes to sink down into a pit of mud. Now she had lost another garment, but wasn't willing to ditch her cloak just yet. She didn't want anyone to see her when she exited the alley-way.

Recieving another push from the young man, she was really starting to take this quite personally. "Don't yo-," she began, stopping once she spotted the two thugs. You're under arrest. "Ministry.. I should have known," she said, pulling her wand out from her robes. "!" She shouted towards the other thug, binding his entire body.

Then she walked ahead of Gregory, rolling her eyes. She didn't seem too pleased by the side he was on, the side of the government. She put her hood back on, shaking her head. "Now, if you'll excuse me..," she began to walk past the other.

[Gregory Greenwich]

With the major threats neautralised, without too much heartache or pain Greg breathed a ragged sigh of relief. He'd really believed that last thug would make his lunge towards him, thankfully the girl had stepped in at precisely the right time, exactly like the cavalry, just in the nick of time for which he was very grateful. Of course he couldn't show his gratitude as he didn't know why she was in such a place, even hooded to conceal her identity Greg could tell she was relatively young, still at school if his guess was correct.

Her exclamation about the Ministry instantly drew his suspicion upon her, anybody who disliked the Ministry was clearly an enemy. Magically binding the thugs arms and legs together Greg was about to levitate them away, when really he should have requested back-up, when the girl tried to flee. Acting upon instinct he grabbed hold of her arm
"you can't go," he ordered crisply in theory, though really it came out a little more like a whine. Releasing her arm with a shocked expression followed quickly by an apologetic smile, he added after clearing his throat, "I..I'm afraid I cannot excuse you...err..until you've answered a few questions, like why are you here?" He demanded quite forcefully at the end, his eyes narrowing suspiciously, not realising that he had his wand still raised in an offensive manner.

[Vanessa Malfoy]

Vanessa was headed towards Borgin and Burks when he grabbed her arm in a rather fierce manner. She didn't seem shocked in the slightest bit. But, like I said, this was the kind of thing she was use to. Of course, knowing her family's background, no one from around here was willing enough to attack her. No one that knew her last name atleast. "Calm down, would you?" Her voice was not loud nor soft, eyes narrowing towards him.

"Here I thought I'd be re-paid for getting knocked into a pile of God knows what and practically saving your life. Now, lower your wand and I might just answer your question." This would give her time to come up with an explanation, while seeming calm and civil.

[Gregory Greenwich]

Bristling at her condescending tone Greg lowered his eyes and wand, feeling it necessary to almost hang his head in shame, the resemblance in tone to Locksley was uncanny, though of course never so controlled or cold. With growing calm once more he looked at the girl with wary eyes, "I'm as cool as a cucumber," he mumbled under his breath, scratching his nose in apprehension.

Keeping his wand level he continued in a stronger voice determined to act more like the Magical Law Enforcement Apprentice that he was, "answer the questions carefully and I may deign to be civil towards you," the cold fury in his voice surprised even Greg, a brief look of startlement crossing his brow into deep furrows, maybe he was becoming more like Locksley, to him that was a blessing as he respected her deeply.

"Your presence in this district arouses immediate suspicion," he explained giving his reasons for his tough tone and actions. "So I suggest you answer my question, why are you here?"

[Vanessa Malfoy]

Vanessa didn't look at all intimidated, raising an eyebrow at him. She was a bit taken aback however, when his tone became rough and demanding. She had thought of something as he lowered his wand, a grin spreading across her lips. "What was I doing here?" She repeated the question, stuffing her hands into her pockets. "I was just on a search for some Flesh Eating Slug Repellent," she said calmly, shrugging her shoulders.

She picked up the pendant that had attempted to fall from her grasp, stuffing it right back into her pocket. "Is that explanation enough for you..whatever your name is?"

[Gregory Greenwich]

Rolling his eyes as the girl stubbornly refused to cooperate by divulging the truth he glared at her; why did people always make his job tens times harder? A question he often found himself glumly pondering over, and coming up with the same conclusions each and every time; to put it nicely people disliked the Ministry seemingly poking its nose into areas which don't concern them. But it was his job, he'd received orders from above, it was his duty to fulfill those instructions to the letter; this girl being here was suspicuous activity, he had to know her real reasoning.

"No that isn't the truth," he retorted surprisingly calmly and with a decent air of authority. "I've heard that lame excuse literally hundreds of times," well Locksley had reliably informed him that was the usual excuse for those hiding darker deeds.

"Flesh eating slug repellent, really I can't imagine a young..err...lady, like err yourself needing that," he wavered under her cold gaze and just how to describe her. Recalling the correct protocol for finding it information from an accused who claimed they were innocent, he ordered in a quavering voice, "err..t..tip out your pockets." Though his voice cracked under the pressure his wand arm was outstretched calmly, his eyes watered as he looked away from her cool stare, but he remained steadfast in wanting to know why she was here.

[Vanessa Malfoy]

As soon as she noted the expression on Greg's face, she quickly decided that the slug repellent story wasn't going to work. She had to think of something, and fast. "Well, sir, I don't see why you should use such threatening tones with a girl of my age. Especially one that has no interest in anything of a dark nature-"

Err..t..tip out your pockets. Oh Merlin. Dark artifacts weren't exactly normal when it came to a teenage girl owning them. But, with a deep sigh, she removed the objects from her pockets and then stuck her pockets inside out. "There, happy?" Her hands held a few coins, some pendants, jewels, and several other items.

Growing nervous, she began to tap her foot against the solid Earth.

[Gregory Greenwich]

Receiving a haughty comment Greg realised the girl was likely pureblooded, though he knew believing prejudices was generally foolish and showed great naivety, he thought prejudices and stereotypes for very pureblooded proud families tended to be true, they were overly ambitious and stoutly believed they were far superior to all others, his own family was very similar having been completely pure of blood themselves; most of the family still were, except his sister and himself.

"We shall see about that," he remarked, needing solid evidence before he could ever trust her. Though he was unwilling to judge the girl too harshly yet he was glad when she begrudgingly complied with turfing out the numerous objects in her volumous pockets. With a practised flick of his wand he summoned over her possessions slipping them into a sewn magic pocket, which enabled him to carry whatever he wished; within reason and magical boundaries.
"I'm afraid I shall have to take these in for rigorous testing, a mere waste of time formality perhaps in your eyes," he explained, "but a necessary precaution in my own.

"They shall be sent directly to your last known address once they meet ministirial guidelines." Murmering a spell he wafted his arm up and done before her, in quite a ludicrous fashion; but such a spell would detect any particularly strong dark magic. It recorded nothing and with no further way of keeping her there he finished smoothly, "feel free to go on your way now, we shall be in touch." Standing tall and straight Greenwich smiled quite pleasantly at the girl, so long as she cooperated he would be quite amiable with her.

"Oh your name?" He asked as if an afterthought, if she believed she'd escape so easily; she had another thing coming.

[Vanessa Malfoy]

She had an angry, somewhat hurt look in her eyes. Vanessa clutched the items tightly in her hands, staying strong and holding back the urge to cry. Her father was going to kill her when he found out that she had been caught. She cleared her throat as the items were taken away from her, staring up at Greg. "They're just family heirlooms, sir. And I did help you arrest that guy back there; you could have died," she said in her own defense. Her voice was soft now, and she was incredibly worried.

Vanessa wasn't about to leave, not when he still had her things. When he asked for her name, she thought about giving someone elses', but didn't want to get herself in any further trouble. "V-Vanessa M-Malfoy," the girl stuttered, shaking her head towards him. "Please, sir. Those were my grandmother's." One lie after the next.

[Gregory Greenwich]

Though the girl shot him decidedly puppy dog eyes, probably perfected over years of getting her own way, Greg's resolve stood firm and didn't waver. He pitied the girl, and believed her words could be true really, they were plausible, but he had a duty, and his duty came parmount to all. The law was strict and unforgiving, but without it society would collapse completely. He felt like reassuring her by saying rules are only to keep you safe really. But though he believed that, she doubted the rather cliched expression would be comforting at such a time. If her grandmother was half as cruel as his then she was in for a tough time of lectures.

"I'm sorry, even if you're t..telling the t..truth..th. The law is very st..strict," he explained stumbling terribly over his t's. "You'll get the items back very shortly indeed, the system is very efficient. Now Miss Malfoy eh? Well well," he had definite reason to be suspicious then. "I shall escort you safely from t..this area." Gesturing with his hand for the girl to move off he added, "it's all regulations I'm afraid, though you undoubtedly did s..save me, the law still stands."

[Vanessa Malfoy]

Her breathing was becoming heavy, placing her hood back over her head. Vanessa never let her gaze leave him, and even as he offered to escort her, she wasn't about to take it. "I can walk on my own, and either way.. I quite like it here," she said angrily, reaching into her inner-robe pocket and retrieving her wand. She pointed it in his direction, not letting her things get away so easily. "Expelliarmus!" Her grip around her wand tightened.

"Hand them over and you won't end up a dead man," Vanessa said, stepping towards him. "We wouldn't want my father to get angry, now would we?"