Nicholas’s facial features contorted as Matt revealed his rather scarred looking face. He would stand motionless and allow their words to pass through them, hardly listening. His expression remained emotionless. He had killed Matt Lestrange, what was this some sort of sick joke? Now he wanted to make unbreakable vows to his girlfriend? Nicholas’s hand delved into his sleeve, withdrawing his wand, what he was going to do with it he did not quite know yet. It was a downright insult that this man stood before him, let alone spoke to him in a tone befitting a friend. He swallowed rather hard, glancing out of the corner of his eye at Christabelle, what to make of this mind reading ability. It wasn’t her fault at all but he could not help but feel a little bit let down. Finally he spoke, to Matt, his tone was unwelcoming and rather unnerving “Your hand then, how can you make the vow if you do not join hand’s.” He looked from Christabelle to Matt then snapped “Well now then! Are we to stand here making idle conversation all day?” Nicholas was not in the mood for hanging around for this rubbish, initiating Death Eaters into their ranks, this was not some youth club, despite what Matt Lestrange might think. Nicholas shot one last glance at Matt, speaking once more “I should kill you for your insolence, speaking to me like we are equals. There is a hierarchy here which you would do well to learn…” He sighed a long sigh, closing his eyes in the process…..
by Guest Tue Sep 22, 2009 2:39 am
