Sacrement 3- Destroyer of Honor

[morgan]

Morgan walked toward the front doors of Hogwarts, heading to the Headmistress' office on how to discuss breaking the news of Trelawney's death to the public. He carried a small yellow file with him, looking around at the school walls.

[anotherattempt]

*floats silently from the safe camouflage of the lake and follows Morgan, cape dripping off the excess water...

...before catching up, hovering behind him as he stares at the architecture, raising arms slowly....before diving down and swooping the shocked man off his feet and slamming him into the cold, stone walls of the school*

[morgan]

Morgan slams against the wall hard, grunting loudly as he falls to the ground. He looks up at the cloaked figure, "Who the hell are you?!"

[anotherattempt]

"The last person you'll see on this earth with you mortal eyes."

*grabs him by the throat and shoves him hard into the entrance of Hogwarts, revelling in the force causing Morgan's breath to catch painfully in his lungs*

"Now, this may sting a little-"

*sharply stabs two knives into the palms of his hands, and repeating the procedure into his ankles before he has a chance to react to the harsh sting of the knives*

[morgan]

Morgan cried loudly in pain as the knives pierced his skin, "What do you want? Why are you doing this?"

[anotherattempt]

"How can I give you the right answers, when you ask the wrong questions?

You see, you should be asking; "How am I to get down?" To which I'll answer, "You won't."

Then you should ask, "Then what will happen to me?" To which I'll reply "This-"

*swifty plunges a fifth knife hilt-deep into the man's cold, clammy forehead, the shock barely had time register upon his face before it froze, the last expression ever to betray him.*

[draco]

*Standing there in total shock, trying now to speak*

[anotherattempt]

*slowly floats down as awareness hints of an intruder*

ah, it's only a little one, easily sorted.

*walks up the boy, paralysed with shock*

"Shh now, don't you worry, it's not like you'll reWizard it..."

*gently placed hands on the trembling boys forehead and swiftly draws out recent memory...too swiftly, the boy collapses into an unconscious state, not easily reversed...*

hmm, the loss overcame him....magic's too powerful...ah well, not to worry, he'll recover...maybe..

*returns to the body to once again carve the trade mark snake into the flesh of the ex-wizards chest, before disappearing once more*