Yeah, you might not like this, but here's how it's gonna be.

Sandra led Alan through the front doors of Malfoy Manor with a cocky smile on her face.

She figured she was breaking...oh, half a dozen of the new Lord's rules? At least. But it wasn't like he was going to be able to do anything about it. Besides, this was important. He could take that stick out of his ass for the few minutes it took for her to explain the situation.

Not that Sandra didn't like Thaor. There certainly could've been worse people to rise up and lead after Caelani's disappearance. But that didn't mean she couldn't enjoy a little revenge either. Thaor had, after all, cursed her immediately after seizing power.

Yes, she was going to enjoy this meeting very much.

"Hope you're alright with all of this Al...Mr Wake," she said, turning and bowing gracefully to Alan. "Welcome to Malfor Manor. Lovely, no? The scotch is simply astounding. I advise you have some."

"I prefer to stay sober during negotiations, Ms. Archer." Despite the most fascinating introduction Sandra had given to the Death Eater hideaway, Alan Wake was far more interested in ending this unfortunate necessity. As long as a man stood directly in the way of their Pet Project, Alan would need to divert his indivisible attention away from the his work to deal with the persistent nagging and inefficiency nearsighted leadership brought about.

Alan Wake was fascinated with this challenge, however. Fascinated enough to look at least interested in the slightest with the manor. While the mansion had rather lavish decor, the obvious overindulgence of extravagance left much to be desired for the Chief Alchemist. Chief Alchemist. What a joke. The Alchemy department was as good as a shriveled arm of the Ministry. In a sense, Alan almost longed for the days of his youth. Back when Alchemy was not just recognized, but respected. Alas, those days are long gone, their greatest treasures lost to bumbling fools who cared little for the replication of the products of his field.

But a much older Alan now understood what drove men to forgo the formalities involved with wielding power. He was content with his branch as it was. All that he wished for was to see this project not only continue, but succeed. That was his current goal.

Now, if he only he were back in the lab.

Thaor looked up as an owl flew through his office window and landed on his desk next to him. Hmm, who could this be from? Thaor thought to himself as he untied the letter from the owls leg. The owl flew off as Thaor opened the letter.

Thaor,
Please come to the manor.

Sandra

This should be, interesting. Thaor said aloud as he put on his blood red traveling cloak. He spun on the spot and apparated to just outside the Manor grounds. Thaor walked through the gates with a flick of his wand, and continued up the walk to the front door of the manor.

Sandra, to whom do I owe the pleasure? Thaor said with a sideways smile. I trust you have something important to tell me, or show me? Why else would you summon me here? Thaor said, the latter part more to himself than Sandra.

Sandra beamed. Yes, this was hurrying along nice and on schedule like. Excellent, excellent. All as planned.

"Thaor." Sandra said, curtseying slightly to the current head Death Eater. "So glad you could make it on such short notice." She walked over to a polished wooden cabinet and pulled out a large bottle of scotch, inspecting it before, waving her wand. The bottle leapt into the air and poured itself into a floating glass, which began to hover around her head. "This is my buisness associate, Mr. Wake. You've met? Or at least, have heard of each other, I presume?" She said, taking a sip of scotch. "Mm. Simply astounding."

"Come now Ms. Archer. You know how find your circuitous mannerisms tedious. I am quite aware of Mr. Elldir's various accomplishments." Alan Wake extended his large hand towards the current Headmaster of Hogwarts. James had informed him of the man's various talents. The boy, despite his age, continued to make himself useful. Quite fascinating, considering how slow the child had been up till the age of nine.
"I am Alan Wake. Current Chief Wizard of the Alchemy Branch."

It's not a problem, not for you anyways. However had it been anyone elses signature on that letter, I may have not taken so kindly to being summoned here. Thaor said with a smile.

Thaor turned to Alan, extended his hand, and shook it. Now that formalities are over with, lets get to business. I presume you have something planned Sandra? I can tell your wheels are moving up there. Thaor said with a faint laugh motioning to Sandra's head.

Sandra took a slow sip of scotch, swishing the drink around in her mouth before swallowing. Wonderful flavor. The Malfoys really did get the best things.

"I suppose you could say that," she said after a moment. "Honestly, I'm not entirely sure you're going to be too happy with this little plot of mine." She shrugged and took another sip of scotch. "But there isn't exactly much you can do about it, so I advise you to go with the flow. Who knows? Maybe you'll be smarter than I thought, and won't resist."

Thaor raised an eyebrow as Sandra spoke. Not much I can do about it? Thaor thought to himself. Normally had someone said that to him, he would have flown off the handle, but he wanted to see what Sandra had up her sleeve first.

Well lets get on with this, go ahead. Thaor said, wanting to see what she had planned.



(ooc(sorry for the short post, im in a hurry))

"Ah yes. Of course," Sandra said. "You must excuse me. As Mr Wake pointed out earlier, I have a tendency to speak in circles, especially when I'm excited." She took another sip of scotch. "Well. How should I say this." She paused for a moment before brightening. "I suppose the beginning would be a good place to start. In one of my more recent...personal excursions to the far corners of the earth, I came upon a quite remarkable piece of jewelry," Sandra explained. "It was guarded with countless spells, but they had grown weak with time and neglect, and proved little challenge to a wizard as powerful as I am. I seized the jewelry - a pendant, as it was - and almost immediately realized that what I was holding went dar beyond some petty magical item. I realized that in my hand was a piece of a human soul."

She smiled, one that stretched unnaturally far across her face and showed too many teeth. "As you've probably already guessed, what I had found was a horcrux. Excited beyond belief, I immediately apparated back to London, gathered my wits, and contacted Mr. Wake here. With his help, we were able to partially free the soul from the pendant, and were able to find it's identity."

She arched an eyebrow. "Thaor, have you ever heard of Grindelwald?"

Thaor watched Sandra intently as she started to ramble off her story. a horcrux Thaor thought to himself right before Sandra told him what it was. Thaor looked wide-eyed at Sandra when she said the name. Are you quite sure it is him? Thaor asked huridly.

You do realize, Grindelwald was one wizard whom I studied after my years at Hogwarts? "For the Greater Good." Thaor said with a smile.

Thaor's eyes started to water at the thought of meeting a wizard he had studied, and learned so much from. Thaor collected himself and continued, I trust you have more to tell me? I'm sure you have a plan. Lets hear it, and don't hold anything back, I want to know everything. Thaor said with a smile.