(Corridors) Caught

[Prof Octavious Everritt]

Addis walked down the corridor, hand open with his wand floating barely a hairs width from it. He wore a confident look upon his face as he strode down the darkened and quiet corridor. The shadows were dark but he knew his way around, the portraits stirring from their slumber and gasping at the sight of him.

He was himself, clean shaven and hair cut fine. He wore a confident look, yet his arrogance was kept hidden. He knew what he was doing, the school was his stage and he was ready to strike at the Ministry in a way that not even they would be prepared for.

The Ministry thought the school was their stronghold against the Rogues, yet he was inside, hiding in plain sight from them. He pretended to be neither here or there for the Ministry and did as he told yet he felt a burning desire to always hex the Official that was telling him what to do. He was now going to strike at them with everything he could, yet he wasn't afraid of being caught, nor was he afraid of death.

He turned a corridor and suddenly whipped his wand up into the face of an official and stunned him, forcing the old man unconscious before he fell to the floor. He looked over his shoulder and trained his senses, smiling soon after as he realised that he was clear. He continued to walk on, wand now on the ready.

He slowed his pace down and crept along the wall, carefully inching his way up and looking about the corner. He saw it was clear and breathed a silent sigh of relief. He stepped into the corridor as a door behind him opened and slammed shut. He whipped around and aimed his wand at the face of the person, his eyes narrowing in suspicion.

[Mike Swan]

Mike had decided to come to the school to seek the Headmaster. He had questions he needed answering, things in his files that didnt quite add up and yet all were connected here, to the school. Michael wasnt stupid, he knew something was going on, he just didnt know what. But he would, he would find out, whether it killed him.

He walked swiftly over the grounds, it was dark now outside and the only sounds he could hear were the hooting of owls, and creatures inside the forest, which he knew the Rogues dwelled there. Either way, tonight he wasnt after the Rogues, tonight he wanted information.

Mike knew of the hatred a lot of people felt towards the Ministry, though in his eyes, you were only as good as the work you were doing. In some respects, both the Rogues and the Ministry were the same. Neither better than the other and he wondered how long it would be until they realised this. Mike didnt particulary want to be involved with the whole Rogue lark, but as him being an Auror, he couldnt help it. He knew the Rogues were only fighting for what they believed in, or was he only saying this because he cared for someone in the Rogues and didnt want to see her get hurt? Too late for that he scolded himself.

As he came trudging through the corridors, his foot hit something quite hard. Pulling out his wand and muttering "lumos," he looked down at the face of a man he knew, but couldnt place a name too. Keeping his wand out he walked slower down the corridor, someone was out here tonight with a burning desire to make Officials pay. Well... something of that latter.

As Mike exited through a door, closing it a little louder than what he had meant to, he came face to.. well tip, with a wand. Raising his own wand so the light fell down upon the mans face. A teacher here, he may have taught Mike when he was here, yet he didnt look familiar, but something about him was. "Would you care to lower that?"

[Sarie Thimble]

Sarie shivered as she opened her eyes trying to figure why her bed was so cold. Maybe she had kicked the blankets off her bed. When she opened her eyes she was out in hall. "Oh no not again. Where am I?" She didn't know what to do know she didn't even know what floor she was on.

[Prof Octavious Everritt]

His eyes were caught in a flash yet he held his posture, holding himself steady. His wand was near the Auror's face and he recognised the voice from his past, yet couldn't remember when. He stepped to the side to lessen the light in his eyes, keeping his wand where it was. His vision was now back to normal and he saw who it was. Yes, once a student from his past yet he knew he didn't teach him and a Ministry Official.

In the light provided, Leigh forced himself not to sneer at the young man. The effort was a strain but he forced himself to smirk, the corner of his lips turning upright slightly.

'I don't think so.' He replied to the question, his eyes blazing with defiance. 'I don't normally comply with Ministry orders, not even from an Auror.'

[Sarie Thimble]

Sarie came around the corner to see a Professor and a man she didn't know. "I guess this is the wrong way." She turned to back around the way she came.