Christabelle, Delk, and Abbey's Home((Slumber Party!!!!))

Abbey heard the beeping of her alarm clock. She groaned and rolled over, hitting three times before it stopped. She rubbed her eyes and sat up. Abbey's heart started racing a bit. Where was she? Then she laughed and rememberd she was at Christy's house, not her own. She threw off her blanket and got out of bed. She went into the bathroom and brushed her teeth and washed her face. Abbey's stomach growled. She sighed. Time for breakfast!

((OOC: I'm saying your little sister is already down at breakfast so I hope thats ok))

By the time Abbey had gotten down stairs, Allie was already being fed. More food was being placed on the table by house elves. It looked as if they would be expecting company. And with Christy's father being the German minister of magic you never did know if you were.

Christy had pulled a mouse out of her pocket as a way to apologize to Gift for fogetting him the other day, "Gift look what I've got for you." she said as she held the mouse by the tail watching it try to squirm away. She laughed a little at that. "Godric, it isn't a change." she said looking at him, "I'm just tired of not being able for everyone to know who I am."

Gift shot out from his pearch on Godric's bed and slithered up Christy's leg and then down her arm getting to the mouse before Godric could stop him. As he swallowed the little beast Godric looked at Christy. "It wasn't feeding time until Monday." He had said it in a playful whine. Knowing Gift was always hungry no matter what. He over fed the snake all the time, but the snake always worked it out of his system. "Christy, I watched you use an unforgivable." He said so low not even someone standing behind her would have been able to make out the words. "That's a change. So inform me as to what is going on." It sounded like a demand but she would know it was just his way of asking.

Christy held out her arm and picked up gift after he had finished the mouse. “Well he looked hungry and I’d hate to watch such a beautiful creature starve.” she said as she petted Gift. She listened to her cousin, she indeed had changed. There were a multitude of reasons why she had. It wasn’t as if there was one…Well there was one reason. She had been under the cruciatus curse. It did mess with the minds of even the strongest witches and wizards. She looked at Gift and then her cousin.

“Inform you?” she said her eyes wide as if she was offended, “Last I checked you really never did care about my change in characteristics Godric.” she said still calling him by his first name. “Besides you of all people truly have no room to talk about changes in someone.” She hadn’t blown up at him, “I’ve been under the cruciatus…” she explained not giving all the details, “Even you know it messes with the minds of the strongest witches and wizards. Can you expect me to still be the same Christabelle that you grew up with after that?” she asked looking at him. She was learning how to deal with the cards she had been dealt. Though she knew with her cousin it would be a harder thing to accomplish since he knew her so well. They were after all practically twins only being little less than three months apart. She had known him since the time he was born and even she was starting to see the changes in him. He was no longer as warm to her as he had been before they started school.

She looked at him and sighed, “Maybe if you explain the changes in your characteristics and ask me again nicer I might tell you.” she said with a smirk on her face. “Nick won’t say a thing even if you think he has something to do with it. Granted its because I wouldn’t leave the fight between him and Matt Lestrange when I got the chance was the reason I was cruico’d in the first place.”

Godric looked at her with a stern face. His mind flying a thousand thoughts a nanosecond. He lifted up his sleeve on his button down, his left arm. There emblazoned upon it was the Mark of Voldermort. The dark Mark. The dark skull and snake visible, especially against his pale skin. "That is what has changed me dear cousin. After the attack on you at the party I joined so next time some one I cared about was targeted I could go and be the one to fight them. At least that way even if I died, they would live to fight another day." His words were true. His only reason for joining was his loved ones. As few as there were.

As he smiled darkly he said, "Between that and the fact that when you saw me under the Cruciatis with 'Bob', it wasn't the first time. I learned to fight through the pain due to Tourk using it on me more then once. I even began to enjoy the first few moments of it." His darkness had enveloped him. "That was the only reason the other boy's were able to get me down that night to do what little damage they did, he had me under the Cruciatis. And still I fought. Sending Tourk and three of his comrades to the hospital, as far as I know Tourk is still there." His dark tirade was done. His secrets, some of them any way, were out in the open. "Now, please if you will, explain to me this killing vampires thing." He said in a formal tone he had never used towards his cousin.

"Fine, if that's how you feel, that's your right." he had taken true hurt to her comment about Draco. "And just so you know, the next time we raid don't be surprised to see me heading up the attack dearest cousin. For if you think that trying to protect you from them since you're already a target was foolish, then so be it." He looked into her eyes with a dead man's glazed eyes. "I have already told you my reason for joining, but if that's not reason enough then be away with you. I hate the blood suckers and the flea infested hair bags just as much as you do. After all, Tourk was a were wolf." He hadn't told any one Tourk's secret. Not even Gift. "Now then, if you think me lacking in wits due to an attempt to protect both you and Nick, then so be it." He was truly only trying to help. "And speaking of Tourk." he said with venom in his voice. He grabbed the pendent from around his neck and ripped it off. He tossed it into the air with a muttered spell, "exploso," The pendent exploded into thousands of tiny fragments that somehow never hit him or his cousin. He waked to the bed and picked up Gift, looking into the eyes of his only true friend. "Now that you have said your piece on my choices, if you have nothing more to put forward, leave." His tone said that he meant it, but his eyes said that he wanted her to stay and talk to him.

"They'll just use you in an attempt to get at me." she said knowingly. "I maybe the daughter of the German minister of magic, but you cousin are his nephew." she went on to say, "Which means that makes you a target...working for them or not." She wasn't even showing she was phased by offending him even though she knew she was. She hated knowing what he was truly thinking at times by the looks he gave her. She was one of the few who could tell.

"And to think why you never really brought him around much." she said looking at him, "If you felt so strongly about your hatred than you would have never even brought such a creature home." She practically spat the word out. "Apparently Durmstrang is now no better than hogwarts letting those flea infested mongrels into their school." she said looking at him, "At least Beauxbatons never let such things near their halls."

"No one at Durmstrang knew. I had made sure of it. Any one who found out strangely disappeared. At my hands." his voice was chilled at how strongly he had fought on Tourk's behalf. "I had tried to find a cure for two years. I hated the fact that he was a Mutt." he said with the same venom he had used earlier. "I had just about finished it too. That's when he found out about it and turned on me. He even tried to form the potion to turn non were wolves into the foul beasts. That was what he was after all along. He knew my dislike for his kind. Every time he was here I was testing a new version of the potion. And as soon as it failed I would make him leave." His words were true, both in his voice and his heart. He hadn't wanted Tourk to be what he was. He had tried to change him human again. "After he found out i had almost perfected it, he tried to get me to add his blood to the mix and put it in the food at school. He even tried to put me under the Imperious. Granted I beat him to the punch. I ended up cutting off his tail." he smiled at the evil sight of Tourk's tail on the ground in a pool of blood. "When I went to see my friends last time we were home, Tourk had changed them all. And shown them the secret passage I had found for him. So they wouldn't get caught on full moons. I killed three but Tourk stopped me before I could finish the job." Now that his other secret was out he had to hope his cousin understood his hatread of all non humans. Vampire, were-wolves, he even hated Merfolk.

Abbey walked downstairs and saw Allie eating pancakes. "Hi Abbey!" she said, waving a hand at her. Abbey waved back and sat down at a chair. "Hey Christy, hey Godric." she said lazily, rubbing her eyes again. "What'cha guys up to?" she asked.