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Post by Dr. Bunchington on Sept 14, 2006 17:39:16 GMT
(( Closed )) Placing his things on the floor Dr Bunchington returned to his office after his extened holiday. Once again he had been working through his holiday. Whenever he was needed he worked, (-for someone like Munchy this was not a great work ethic as he was always needed.) Opening one of his cases Munchy pulled out a large bottle of potion. He walked over to his cupboard and placed it in there. Once again Munchy would take a bottle of the potion with him everywhere for this was the last batch he would ever make. Once again his life was tied to the thick liquid. Once again he knew that this new term would hold many surprises... Once again Munchy cried knowing that this would be his last term at hogwarts. Once again Munchy cried for soon it would all be over... |
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Post by Gaia DeBoer on Sept 16, 2006 11:49:18 GMT
Gaia opened the door to the room that had been empty for sometime hoping to find a lost index card for the reference section on wizarding customs. Instead she found a terribly upset looking decrepid old fart crying. It was not a charming sight.
"Oh! I'm so sorry Dr Bunchington, i didn't realise you were back." She explained.
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Post by Dr. Bunchington on Sept 16, 2006 11:56:17 GMT
Wiping the tears from his face Munchy tried to swiftly close the cupboard door. In the end he did it two swiftly, the door slammed shut then swung open overballencing the whole cupboard. It came tumbling forwards and there was an awful crash as the large bottle of potion smashed on the floor.
"Oh God!" Munchy raged. "Look what you made me do!"
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Post by Gaia DeBoer on Sept 16, 2006 13:22:59 GMT
"I'm so sorry professor! I didn't mean too!" Gaia broke down into tears. He eyes fell to the floor and to the slow trickle of silvery liquid towards her feet. Something clicked in her head and she remembered something she had once read...
"Thats unicorn blood!" She gasped, forgetting her fear and now begining to feel anger, it was dangerous stuff that blood and she knew it.
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Post by Dr. Bunchington on Sept 16, 2006 13:26:50 GMT
"Quite child, you know nothing!" Munchy bellowed. He was frious and confused. This was to be his last batch of blood. This was to be the last time he would postpone his inevitable demise. But now he would have to harvest more blood, thanks to this child.
Angrily Munchy took Gaia by the arms, lifted and shook her.
"You've killed me child! You've killed me!"
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Post by Gaia DeBoer on Sept 16, 2006 15:52:01 GMT
Terrifed Gaia screamed out to an empty library. Everyone was tucked up in their beds, it was gone midnight and the only people up, as far as Gaia knew, were the ghosts.
"Dr Bunchington, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Gaia faught against the huge man and struggled free falling to the ground.
She drew her wand and pointed it Munchy. "Incarcerous!" She ordered drawing ropes from the air tying Munchy in place.
"What is the blood for?!" Gaia half screached half cried in a fit of desperation.
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Post by Dr. Bunchington on Sept 16, 2006 16:09:21 GMT
Munchy made light work of the ropes binding him. His old bones still had a lot of strength in them. They snapped like licorice. Munchy struck his hand out smacking Gaia to the floor. Taking his booted foot he then proceeded to kick her again and again.
"I need the blood to live! If you were slytherin you might have been spared all this because you wouldn't be so bloody stupid! But no... The brat that finds me out is a hufflepuff. A dirty little Mud-Blood Hufflepuff!"
Munchy stopped his onslaught only when Gaia caughed and spluttered out a single word, and a lot of blood.
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Post by Gaia DeBoer on Sept 16, 2006 16:15:37 GMT
"Why?" Gaia managed.
Her whole body felt broken, each of her ribs were almost definatly smashed to smithereens and she didn't want to know about the state of her lungs. She was dying and she knew it.
She tried to speak again. "Why... Why do you need to live?"
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Post by Dr. Bunchington on Sept 16, 2006 16:18:33 GMT
Munchy took the question as a shock... He forgot that no one else knew his true purpose at hogwarts.
"I have to protect hogwarts." He explained, almost calmly. "Th ministry... Its always wanted more control at hogwarts... It wanted to take over..."
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Post by Gaia DeBoer on Sept 16, 2006 16:23:50 GMT
"Then you're doing a good thing." Gaia managed to splutter. She was loosing a lot of blood. "But why you? You're old, too old..."
Gaia remembered hearing rumours a long time ago saying that Dr Bunchington had once been head of slytherin nearly a hundred years ago. She had dismissed them then, but now... now she wasn't so sure.
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Post by Dr. Bunchington on Sept 16, 2006 16:29:20 GMT
"Only i know enough to protect the school. You can trust no one... Everyone has an agenda." Munchy paused to think. "If only i could've taken over. I could've protected Hogwarts. Wigglyfish was weak... I could've defended against them... All of them... I'm not too old. I can keep getting the blood. Its for the good of us all!"
Munchy was begining to think more clearly (or so he thought). He would get some more blood, make himself strong again. Then he would take over, that way the ministry could never take hogwarts. They could never take it from him!
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Post by Gaia DeBoer on Sept 16, 2006 16:44:44 GMT
Gaia could clearly see that this man was mad. But what worried her most was why no one had come to her aid. She had resigned herself to death but death alone with a mad man was different.
Her body was numb... she could feel nothing. She wasn't even sure she was still alive until she tried, and succeeded to speak.
"Help me..."
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Post by Dr. Bunchington on Sept 16, 2006 16:48:18 GMT
Munchy dropped down to Gaia's level and whispered in her ear.
"Avada kedavra."
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Post by Gaia DeBoer on Sept 16, 2006 16:55:40 GMT
Gaia, without care
drifted into paradise
At peace forever
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Post by Illyana Deitrich on Sept 16, 2006 17:20:50 GMT
Sleeping quitely in her bed silk quilted bed Illyana Deitrich, the Minister of Enlightenment, dreamed dreams of her youth. She was sitting in her old common room, the hufflepuff common room at hogwarts. The fire was roaring and she sat curled up cozy in an armchair reading up on Grindylows. On her lap was her new kitten, Egor. She had recieved him just days before and she adored him.
Suddenly the room changed.
She was in the library office. A cupboard was lying broken on the floor. She was standing in a pool of silver liquid. Behind her a mammoth of a man was stood beside a young girl. Illyana recognised the mammoth. She had stood against him herself long ago. She feared for the girl.
Bloodied from head to foot blood was pooling beneath the girl.
She looked dead.
It was only when she spoke did Illyana realise that the girl was alive.
"Help me."
Her broken voice pleaded looking directly into Illyana's eyes. The man crouched down and Illyana woke. Her bedsheets soaked to the core.
She jumped out of bed there and then and put on her dressing gown. Picking up her wand from under her pillow Illyana saw only one option of stopping the man she had seen in her dream. She recognised his gargantuan frame and knew that if he done what she had seen then there was no hope that it would not be attempted again.
Recalling a simple hex she had used many a time before Illyana withdrew a seeing glass from his bedside cabinet. She would have to see his wand to place the hex. See it and know it. Thankfully Illyana knew Dr Bunchington's wand very well. She had dueled against it many a time.
She breathed the words of the hex and hoped it would work. She had not tried this from such a great distance before.
Carefully she put the seeing glass back in her cabinet and put her wand in her dressing gown pocket. Striding across the room she opened the door and adressed her aid who was sitting outside:
"Pack my things." She instructed. "I'm going to hogwarts."
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