jamie_winchester
Cluster
- Joined
- Nov 30, 2010
"Alex, when you said you wanted to teach him to be a better leader while in the past, I didn't know you meant literally."Draco sneered at his friend looking over at the blond, before looking around the great hall. Things looked different from the head table, but the hogwarts great hall hadn't changed in the years between now and the future.
Alexander Medici snickered looking at his friend and fellow death eater before looking at the rest of the staff, then back at the other blond who'd traveled back with him, with the intent of changing what was to come. "You should know by now I mean what I say literally."He said before lowering his voice, looking at the other."You and I know he was fine until this school year, whatever drove tom insane happened here. He was a dark wizard,even now, but sane. We just have to make sure the event never happens."He said.
"You my friend, are insane."Draco muttered looking at the slightly older man, looking him over. With hair so blond it should have belonged to a malfoy and eyes like crushed emeralds, Alexander medici cut a impressive figure, even if no one in this time knew how deadly he was. Standing a imposing 6'6" the death eaters under his command lived in fear not of his spells, or yelling, but of that quiet stillness that just set your teeth on edge. Yet, by far, the most disturbing thing of the man, was that because he'd spent so much time in his animagus form of a serpent, his eyes were forever stuck as a snakes, their normal startling brilliant green, and yet slitted. It was always a treat for the death eaters to listen to voldermort and alex trade barbs in parseltongue, because of his serpent form the man could understand. Impressive was one word that covered the man who'd decided that they'd be teaching
"Nah. Who better to teach defense against dark arts, tehn someone who practices it."Alexander answered laughing softly, glad that they looked like each other enough to pass as siblings for this endevor. Rubbing his face he smirked watching the doors open."Now shut up draconis, the rugrats are here."He muttered smirking as he watched the elder students move to their tables smirking wider when he saw the seventh year tom riddle move to the head to the table. It was going to be a interesting beginning year of hogwarts. Of course, it was mildly odd to be a teacher instead of a student. Even at 25, he was young to be a teacher, but dammit if he didnt enjoy it. Hell,even half the death eaters he'd taught, so teaching children, was right up his alley. "Arrogant little git. He reminds me of you."He muttered at his friend without looking at draco, keeping his eyes on the orphaned tom riddle, who was looking way better these days then the voldermort they'd left in the future.
Alexander Medici snickered looking at his friend and fellow death eater before looking at the rest of the staff, then back at the other blond who'd traveled back with him, with the intent of changing what was to come. "You should know by now I mean what I say literally."He said before lowering his voice, looking at the other."You and I know he was fine until this school year, whatever drove tom insane happened here. He was a dark wizard,even now, but sane. We just have to make sure the event never happens."He said.
"You my friend, are insane."Draco muttered looking at the slightly older man, looking him over. With hair so blond it should have belonged to a malfoy and eyes like crushed emeralds, Alexander medici cut a impressive figure, even if no one in this time knew how deadly he was. Standing a imposing 6'6" the death eaters under his command lived in fear not of his spells, or yelling, but of that quiet stillness that just set your teeth on edge. Yet, by far, the most disturbing thing of the man, was that because he'd spent so much time in his animagus form of a serpent, his eyes were forever stuck as a snakes, their normal startling brilliant green, and yet slitted. It was always a treat for the death eaters to listen to voldermort and alex trade barbs in parseltongue, because of his serpent form the man could understand. Impressive was one word that covered the man who'd decided that they'd be teaching
"Nah. Who better to teach defense against dark arts, tehn someone who practices it."Alexander answered laughing softly, glad that they looked like each other enough to pass as siblings for this endevor. Rubbing his face he smirked watching the doors open."Now shut up draconis, the rugrats are here."He muttered smirking as he watched the elder students move to their tables smirking wider when he saw the seventh year tom riddle move to the head to the table. It was going to be a interesting beginning year of hogwarts. Of course, it was mildly odd to be a teacher instead of a student. Even at 25, he was young to be a teacher, but dammit if he didnt enjoy it. Hell,even half the death eaters he'd taught, so teaching children, was right up his alley. "Arrogant little git. He reminds me of you."He muttered at his friend without looking at draco, keeping his eyes on the orphaned tom riddle, who was looking way better these days then the voldermort they'd left in the future.