Ramzzy Radulescu
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Mar 17, 2012 0:32:28 GMT -5
Post by Ramzzy Radulescu on Mar 17, 2012 0:32:28 GMT -5
John walked through the manor, getting himself more and more worked up. His 'new' exterior was not fitting well with his supporters and it aggravated him. In his study he allowed the Polyjuice to wear of before he made his way back out to glare at his followers.
"As most of you know the Ministry is now bending to our commands. Within a fortnight we should be able to overcome them and start ruling with the people unaware. Harry Potter is still on the run, which , shall I mention, is making me very agitated. Not a single one of you can find him?!" John slammed his fist on the table in a fury... or was it Voldemort now? John shook his head of the thought. It felt as if he was three different people at the moment. Tom, Voldemort and John. Which one did Quinn love?
"GET OUT! FIND ME HARRY POTTER AND YOU WILL BE REWARDED VASTLY!" He bellowed as he turned as he walked down the hall, running into a scared looking Lucius.
"Lucius, find me Quinn and bring her back here. I will be in my study." John continued on as he reached the study, slamming the door. Lucius stood stunned for a moment, wondering why he hadn't been hit, before he turned and apparated, trying to find Quinn.
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Mar 17, 2012 0:38:21 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on Mar 17, 2012 0:38:21 GMT -5
Quinn's eyes fluttered open as she woke up from the night's sleep. She slowly sat up, rubbing her head as she looked around the room. The decor of Malfoy Manor was not particularly her style, but then again, she couldn't complain. At least she had somewhere to stay. She took a deep breath and then pushed the covers off of her. She blushed, realizing that she was wearing nothing but a lace bra and a pair of underwear. She slowly swung her feet over the side of the bed and slipped her feet into her slippers. She felt her face grow hot and she grabbed her robe from the floor next to her bed and quickly threw it around her body.
Quinn stood up and tied the robe and took a deep breath. She slowly made her way to the door and opened it slowly, trying to make as little noise as possible. She was never quite sure who was lurking in the shadows around the manor.
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Ramzzy Radulescu
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Mar 17, 2012 0:46:00 GMT -5
Post by Ramzzy Radulescu on Mar 17, 2012 0:46:00 GMT -5
Lucius popped up beside Quinn, hair pin-straight as usual.
"Mrs. Riddle, the Dark Lord has requested your company in the study. Do not keep him waiting for he is in a very bad mood." Lucius spoke in a monotone, eyes trained on the ground. All of them had been instructed not to look at Quinn. Ever. If they were caught or he even thought it he was not going to hesitate to kill them.
Draco walked up beside his father, openenly looking at Quinn. "YOu know, you're disgusting right? The Dark Lord? Nasty!" Lucius gasped beside Draco and elbowed him in the stomach.
"Do not speak of the Dark Lady like that!" He bellowed as he looked at Draco, slapping him across the face. Draco sputtered before he walked away, fuming. "Madame, may I walk you to the Study or can you get there yourself?"
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Mar 17, 2012 0:51:16 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on Mar 17, 2012 0:51:16 GMT -5
Quinn instinctively grabbed her robe and pulled it tighter around her as Lucius appeared. She opened her mouth to say something, but Draco's comment caught her off guard. She looked at him and they made eye contact. It was the first time she had made eye-contact with anyone since she had started living there.
"I can get there myself...I think." Quinn said and turned slightly towards the hallway. She still hadn't gotten used to the Dark Lady and madame comments. They often made her feel very uncomfortable, "That way...right?" She said pointing down the hall. She didn't wait for an answer and began walking slowly forward, trailing her hand along the wall as she went. After getting lost about two times, she finally reached the door.
She pulled her robe tighter again on instinct and then knocked. She didn't wait for an answer before pushing the door open very slowly, "Ahem." She breathed as she stepped inside. Her eyes stared at the ground for a very long time before she raised them.
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Ramzzy Radulescu
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Mar 17, 2012 1:02:50 GMT -5
Post by Ramzzy Radulescu on Mar 17, 2012 1:02:50 GMT -5
Voldemort grabbed his wand quickly and turned towards Quinn, holding his wand out. With one hand he massaged his temple and closed his eyes. "How many times do I have to tell people not to disturb me in my study?" His tone was quiet as he opened his eyes, glaring profusely.
They widened minutely as he noticed Quinn and he quickly retracted his wand. "Sorry, Quinn, habit." He went to brush his hand through his hair and realized that the Polyjuice had worn off.
"SHIT QUINN! Sorry, one second!" He said as he started rummaging through the desk door, trying to find his flask of Polyjuice.
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Mar 17, 2012 1:07:03 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on Mar 17, 2012 1:07:03 GMT -5
Quinn stumbled backward, almost tripping over one of the chairs in the study. She had almost forgotten that the John Locke that she had married was actually Lord Voldemort, the man that she was now seeing. Her eyes worked over his features, bald head, snake-like eyes, lack of nose. She could feel her heart pounding in her chest as she realized that she was afraid of him. She managed to right herself before she took the fall over the back of the chair and tried to keep herself calm, "I'm sorry. I....I knocked." She said, gesturing towards the door. Then she stared at him for a few moments more.
"You don't have to-" She took a step forward, her arms folding over her chest, she shivered, "You know....I mean...." She was trying to say that he didn't have to hide from her, she should probably get used to seeing him the way that he really was...
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Ramzzy Radulescu
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Mar 17, 2012 1:14:45 GMT -5
Post by Ramzzy Radulescu on Mar 17, 2012 1:14:45 GMT -5
"No, no it's fine!" He muttered as he pulled the flask out and drank from it. It took a moment of grimacing before John settled into his features. He smiled through normal eyes warmly. "US humans are such shallow creatures. No matter how much we say it isn't for looks it always is." He walked forward slowly, hesitant to touch her. She hadn't seen him like that before and it was quite obvious that she was horrified.
"May I.... may I touch you Quinn?" He questioned, knowing how ridiculous it was to ask your wife if you could touch her. But right now they weren't in the best of situations.
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Mar 17, 2012 1:20:01 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on Mar 17, 2012 1:20:01 GMT -5
Quinn watched Voldemort with wide eyes. She watched his every movement, studying, learning everything she could about him. The man that she had always been afraid of she was now married to. And it frightened her.
But she felt her features relax a little bit as she looked at him slowly morph into her John. Her breathing slowed and she felt able to take a few more steps forward in order to close the space between them, "It's just...different." She was able to say, slowly regaining her composure as she relaxed deeper, "Of course you can touch me...don't be silly." She finally answered and pushed a piece of hair out of her eyes.
"Lucius said that you called for me." She said as she closed her eyes for a moment.
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Ramzzy Radulescu
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Mar 17, 2012 1:52:40 GMT -5
Post by Ramzzy Radulescu on Mar 17, 2012 1:52:40 GMT -5
John sat down, deciding against kissing her. He wasn't in the mood at the moment. "Right, I have a group allying against me and I need to go... do away with them." John rolled his eyes as he turned back to his parchment paper, writing more down.
"So, you are welcome to stay here as I understand you are probably not all too comfortable traveling with me for business. Gryffindors." He muttered sadly as he looked back at her. "I feel as if I'm your father. You may go back to Hogwarts and if you do, please send Charity over here. I'll be taking her on the trip." John turned back to her and got up. He stroked a hand through her hair and kissed her forehead.
"I should be back by weeks end."
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Mar 17, 2012 1:57:55 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on Mar 17, 2012 1:57:55 GMT -5
Quinn pouted slightly when he denied her the kiss and she perched on his desk, listening intently to him, "I don't appreciate the Gryffindor comments, Tom. John. Dark Lord." She said with a bit of an edge and then walked to the other side of the room, she felt frustrated.
Quinn felt her fists clench as she listened to him. She suddenly felt very angry, "You want me to....stay here." She repeated and then turned away from him. She walked to the widow and tapped on the glass for a moment before saying anything else, "I'll do whatever you want me to do." She practically growled, refusing to look at him.
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Ramzzy Radulescu
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Mar 17, 2012 2:06:40 GMT -5
Post by Ramzzy Radulescu on Mar 17, 2012 2:06:40 GMT -5
"You're not a slave, Quinn. I do not intended to force you to do things you don't wish to do. You're a Dark Lady." John turned to watch her. "THat's why I have Charity. Not only did I get a beautiful daughter from a powerful witch but she does what I tell her so you can keep your hands clean. Don't worry about anything. Just sit back and enjoy the power of being a Dark Lady."
John closed his eyes and ran a hand through his hair. "I'm trying to keep you safe. Who knows how many there is. I'm only thinking of you."
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Mar 17, 2012 2:10:27 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on Mar 17, 2012 2:10:27 GMT -5
Quinn turned around to face him and pulled her robe tight against her body. He made a valid point, she did get to keep her hands clean and never had to worry about being put in harms way. Did she feel bad for Charity? Yes. Of course. But if it meant that Quinn didn't have to kill anyone, she was fine. She almost felt like a trophy wife. She crossed over to him and put her hands on his, "Be safe." She muttered, still slightly miffed.
She pressed her lips gently to his forehead and then let go of him, "I'll send her to you as soon as I find her."
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Ramzzy Radulescu
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Mar 17, 2012 2:14:06 GMT -5
Post by Ramzzy Radulescu on Mar 17, 2012 2:14:06 GMT -5
John nodded, stressed already. "Of course, Quinn, I love you." He said as he got up to hug her. He pressed his lips softly to hers before he pulled back. "And you. You stay safe. If someone is pissing you off do not hesitate to hex them. You are under my protection now, Quinn."
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Mar 17, 2012 2:21:52 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on Mar 17, 2012 2:21:52 GMT -5
Quinn felt herself smile a little bit, "Under your protection. What an odd feeling to be under the protection of the man that I once swore that I would loath for all eternity...However, things do change I suppose..." She mused aloud and then stared at him, "I love you too, John." She breathed and then walked towards the door, "Oh! Um...question. Where are my clothes? Out of all the closets in this house....I can't find them." She turned around just before she got to the door and then winked at him.
"Don't worry, I'll have Charity here before you even have to miss me."
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