FoxWriter
Cluster
- Joined
- Jan 20, 2011
- Location
- in the realm of lust and seduction
oh...well as long as you didn't forget! XDD)
Voldemort smiled as they walked in, setting his hands together. "yes, I imagine that you do..." he listened to them explain and he slid two sheets of paper over to them. one was the prophecy that Professor Trelwany had spoke, about Harry Potter bringing about the Rule of Light, and defeating the Dark Lord. the other was a prophecy about Harry Potter being a speaker for the Dark, and destroying the Light Lord and bringing about peace for everyone...also by Trelwany. "they are both prophecies about you Niabi. you are Harry Potter. your wand proves that, it is a Brother to my own." he admitted simply. "Dumbledore sought to make sure that you would be the one to kill me, and killed your parents, and stole you away." he admitted simply. "everyone believes that i was the reason that Lily and James potter died, but this is not true." he admitted shaking his head. "i won't make you decide which Prophecy to follow... i won't ask you to be involved." he admitted simply. "this is a fight between Dumbledore and i... you never should have any part of it." Niabi scowled as he studied both the prophecies and then he stood up. "i need to be alone." he stated, turning and leaving, his hair still full of beads, making him chime as he fled the room, Voldemort sighing a little.
Wraith smirked a little as he looked at Draco. "Butterscotch?..." "my name is Draco! it's Niabi's fault!" Draco whined, Wraith snickering a little. "it usually is." he admitted Draco smiling at Annie. "even me." he agreed to her. "i bet i'd be sick all the time if it wasn't for you, your a good caretaker." not a bit of teasing her. Wraith calmly let her fuss over him, rather enjoying the attention, he was usually home alone, and even when Niabi was home he wasn't much of a nurse. "well, i don't know if i'd say trustworthiness is one of my strong suites, but if you are protected by Niabi i certainly won't do anything to upset or hurt you." Wraith assured her as he carefully ate a bite of his soup. "this is good soup." Wraith muttered, eying Annie up as if he was trying to understand her.
Voldemort smiled as they walked in, setting his hands together. "yes, I imagine that you do..." he listened to them explain and he slid two sheets of paper over to them. one was the prophecy that Professor Trelwany had spoke, about Harry Potter bringing about the Rule of Light, and defeating the Dark Lord. the other was a prophecy about Harry Potter being a speaker for the Dark, and destroying the Light Lord and bringing about peace for everyone...also by Trelwany. "they are both prophecies about you Niabi. you are Harry Potter. your wand proves that, it is a Brother to my own." he admitted simply. "Dumbledore sought to make sure that you would be the one to kill me, and killed your parents, and stole you away." he admitted simply. "everyone believes that i was the reason that Lily and James potter died, but this is not true." he admitted shaking his head. "i won't make you decide which Prophecy to follow... i won't ask you to be involved." he admitted simply. "this is a fight between Dumbledore and i... you never should have any part of it." Niabi scowled as he studied both the prophecies and then he stood up. "i need to be alone." he stated, turning and leaving, his hair still full of beads, making him chime as he fled the room, Voldemort sighing a little.
Wraith smirked a little as he looked at Draco. "Butterscotch?..." "my name is Draco! it's Niabi's fault!" Draco whined, Wraith snickering a little. "it usually is." he admitted Draco smiling at Annie. "even me." he agreed to her. "i bet i'd be sick all the time if it wasn't for you, your a good caretaker." not a bit of teasing her. Wraith calmly let her fuss over him, rather enjoying the attention, he was usually home alone, and even when Niabi was home he wasn't much of a nurse. "well, i don't know if i'd say trustworthiness is one of my strong suites, but if you are protected by Niabi i certainly won't do anything to upset or hurt you." Wraith assured her as he carefully ate a bite of his soup. "this is good soup." Wraith muttered, eying Annie up as if he was trying to understand her.