new orders ; blake & aphira

[DEAN A. SIMMS]

Who did Dean annoy to be stuck with this job? While he relished in seeing new additions to the Death Eaters, he couldn't help but feel a little less than he was worth when he was left with recruiting students to join their cause. I mean, the Dark Lady herself was at the school, why couldn't she do her own dirty work, Dean grumbled as he stood outside the Nameless Inn in Knockturn Alley. It was early morning, around 3am, and the street was as busy as ever. The darkness was pressing down on them and Dean reached into the pocket of his jeans to pull out a cigarette, lighting it up with the lighter he had stolen from a muggle he killed months earlier. This strange device was rather entertaining to use, especially when it came from a dead muggle. With his cigarette lit, Dean placed it between his lips and inhaled sharply, watching the witchea and wizards who obviously had their own hidden agendas rush past him. Taking the cigarette out of his mouth, Dean exhaled and blew out a plume of smoke straight into the face of the boy he had been waiting to meet; though it was by accident.

Dean snickered quietly under his breath at his first introduction to the boy, though he realised he knew of him from his very own Potions class. He wasn't the sort of Professor to get to know his students, or make friends with him, so all he knew was his name, and that Aphira had wanted Dean to collect him and bring him to a meeting in the pub that morning. She would know of him from Slytherin house of course, but why she wanted Dean there was still a mystery to him. He just hoped it wouldn't involve him working with this boy. Dean slowly looked Blake up and down in one swift glance and took another drag of his cigarette before he dropped it to the ground and stamped it out with his boot. "Alright kid, listen up. Bloodmoon wasn't it?" Dean began, folding his arms before him and studying the boy's face as though you could test potential just from that. "A fitting name," Dean added with an amused smirk, before he turned and held open the door to the Nameless Inn. "She's going to meet us here in about - ooo - five minutes. And trust me, she's always on time. So go in and sit down, I'll buy you a drink," the Slytherin alumni informed the boy infront of him, keeping the door held open with a steady arm as he waited for him to enter and find a table out of the way of others. This was practically the first test; putting up with Dean's attitude.

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[BLAKE T. BLOODMOON]

Blake had been needing to do some things that would set him out from the other people that he knew, he was going to be greater, better then anyone else and he was going to make a name for himself. The whole world was going to know who Blake Bloodmoon was, no one was going to laugh at him again and he was going to be great. So when he had signed up to work for the dark lady he knew that he wanted to prove to her that he was something else, that he was going to be the best DE that she was ever going to have, that he was going to prove everyone wrong and he was the best. Yes, yes he has a big ego, but it was that big ego that got him it not he good things that he had waned to have, then again he was also having a problem with his sister seeing that she was being an annoying little brat. He was going to have to have a talk with her, she needed to know that she could not do something bag against the house and against he family, or he was going to have to do something very, very drastic and that was bad.

So when he had been told that he had to be at this place so damn early in the morning, he knew that he had to be there or he was in for it. So waking up that morning he had gotten dressed in some muggle clothes and stole himself away out of there going to where he knew that he was going to be needed. Once he got there, a puff of smirked rang into his face. "Nice to see you as well Professor." He snapped a little bit as he coughed against the smell of the smoke that hit him in the face. He rolled his eyes a little bit, they were not that different in age, he was only a few years older then Blake and he did not much like the whole kid thing as he rolled his eyes once more at him. "Got it, whatever." He said as he walked past him into the room and went about looking for a good out of the way table that they could all sit at. Once he had found what he was looking for he went and sat himself down at the table, his back o the wall and his eyes watching the door and the room around him.

[APHIRA A. DEATH]

you heard that i was trouble ,
BUT YOU COULDN'T RESIST
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It was three am and Aphira felt wide awake as she walked down the packed streets of Knockturn Alley. This place was always active at night, all those who dealt with illegal matters were out here getting their sneaky jobs done. It was secure here, especially for a meeting of this sort. The meeting had been set up far away from school so there would be no one to really recognize the strangest of the group. The fact that two teachers and a student from her own house were gathering at such a ridiculous hour seemed quite suspicious, something that wouldn't go without questioning if caught.

Weaving her way through the masses, Aphira made her way into the pub called the Nameless. It wasn't too packed and that she was grateful for. She didn't like to deal with crowds of people, which is why Aphira hated to walk down the alley at this time of night.

Glancing around the pub she spotted the two at a table in the back. Good someone was wise enough to stay out of sight. Aphira thought as she approached the table. She looked down at the two, Dean and Blake. Aphira was glad that finally a student wanted to be involved, she was trying to build her army but in a secret way as possible. She wanted both people in and out of the school and so far it was coming together, although slowly, but maybe that was for the best.

Good morning Dean." She said with a small smile. She liked Dean, Aphira knew she could trust them and he was her right hand man. He was practically one of the only people she trusted and that meant alot. "I know you must hate me for dragging you out this early, but it was necessary, as I hope you can see." Aphira added, though her tone was a bit more strong than before.

Aphira finally opted to take a seat next to Dean, across from the boy. "Tell me Blake, why is it that you are here?" She asked the boy. She knew him quite well, being the head of Slytherin Aphira knew them all. Blake was just the kind of guy she needed right now, he would be nothing more than someone to do her bidding, she really couldn't see him going far, though he could surprise her. Who knew.

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[DEAN A. SIMMS]

Dean's smirk grew wider as he noticed Blake coughing from when he had accidently breathed out smoke in his face. As the man turned to follow Blake inside the pub, he shook his head lightly. "You can call me Dean around here," the Slytherin graduate informed the boy walking ahead of him, and he followed him to the table he had chosen and made sure that Blake was sitting in a decent place. Turning to move over to the bar, Dean quickly ordered three firewhiskies, and carried them back to the table nearby just a few minutes later. Setting one down infront of Blake, and leaving the other two next to himself, Dean smirked at the boy across the table. "Don't tell anyone," he informed him, before raising his head as he sensed Aphira was growing closer. His dark mark was tingling on his forearm and he rubbed it for a few moments before glancing up again to see her sitting down next to him.

"Good morning, firewhiskey okay?" Dean remarked, moving his second firewhiskey glass over to infront of Aphira and then drinking from his own as she addressed Dean. He knew his place, with Aphira as their leader. No matter how much he wished he didn't have to answer to someone, he admired the woman sitting next to him so much. She was strong and intelligent, and he had full confidence that she could lead them to where they wanted to be.

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[BLAKE T. BLOODMOON]

He was still not all awake, he had this thing about getting up early in the morning it just seemed to bug him, but he was not going to complain, he liked the fact that he was going to be able to do something for his side. Well, why else would he be called out there, that early in the morning and to be meeting two people there, well he knew both and knew both of there standings and in so he was all totally cool with that as well. He just knew that there was going to be something more he was going to get himself into that day, he was looking forward to it and besides, whatever got him out of the school for as short a time as any was going to be kick major ass. He was brought back into the real world when Dean told him that he could call him Dean out there, it was kind of weird but he was alright with that. "Ok, Dean, names Blake, then again yeah that's just about it. And don't worry I wont tell anyone." He smirked, oh he loved this kind of drink he was not going to tell a soul about that, he was already having to much fun sitting there and waiting.

Taking a small drink he had looked up when Aphira showed up and he had to be on his best behavior then, he did not want to piss his leader off. And he wasn't just some mire lackey, he was going to be the best that he could be, and prove to her that just because he was younger did not mean that he was stupid, he had a lot going for him at that time. So when she showed up he had sat himself up holding his glass in one hand and resting the other one on the table so that he could have a hold on both things, his wand was in his jacket pocket as he watched the two people talk for a moment, before she had turned to him and asked him if he knew why he was there. Well duh, he knew why he was there, but what else he was going to be doing he did not know all the bright and lovely details yet. He shifted in his chair as he looked at her for a moment, he had to make sure what he said was not going to come off as being some kind of a brat or anything like that. "Yes, I do, You want me to do something for you and for the order, what is it my lady that you would want of me to do?" He played it cool and calm then.

[APHIRA A. DEATH]

you heard that i was trouble ,
BUT YOU COULDN'T RESIST
J U S T T A K E A B I T E L E T M E S H A K E U P Y O U R W O R L D
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Firewiskey? It was a bit early for this stuff, but what the hell, she had a bit of an addiction for this fiery liquid. "You know me too well Dean." Aphria said, with a light laugh behind her words as she took the bottle and snagged a small sip from it before returning to business. If most knew who she really was, they would be surprised at how real she was with her followers, at least most of them. Voldemort, she read, didn't really keep them close, only thought of them as game pieces. That was one of his mistakes. Aphira treated them as kindly as possible, unless they had messed up. She didn't see the point of not forming some type of bond with her followers, they were in this together and being close sort of gave another edge to make sure she stayed protected.

Aphira now put her dark eyes on the boy in front of her. The one who so desperately wanted to belong to her. She could use him, that she was sure. But he wasn't in yet. She needed to see if he was right for this sort of group. Aphira waited for the boy to answer her question. She could see the smugness in his face as if the answer was such an obvious one, which she knew he wouldn't understand. Aphira laughed at his answer, he automatically assumed he was in. "My dear boy, you must have been mislead. You aren't in my ranks. So you can't do anything for me." Aphira's voice took on an edge. She didn't like that he assumed it was that easy to get in. "You have to prove that you are worthy."

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