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Post by Pyro Blackfire S5 on Jul 12, 2005 12:14:57 GMT
((Ok, I actually wanted Charles to have the first post, but since you cant make a thread as a guest, ill just do this reall fast. Heres a pic of Charles: Charles Blackfire |
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Post by Charles Blackfire on Jul 12, 2005 12:24:59 GMT
Charles apperated to Hogsmeade and appeared with a Crack!. He stood in front of the hogshead. Pulling out a pocket watch he checked the watch. It was five minutes till noon. Smirking he replaced the watch into his pocket and for the billionth time wondered why he actually decided to show up to his son's summon. Charles' hair was pulled back into a ponytail. He wore dark clothing of expensive taste with a dark cloak wrapped around his shoulders. He remembered the day he received the owl. It was about two days ago. He was about to pitch it into the fire, but something made him stop. His curiosity got the better of him and he read the letter. The offer had confused him extremely. Was Pyro finally coming around and noticing his error in his rebellion? There was only one way to find out.
With a sigh Charles stepped up to the door and pushed it open and stepped inside. He took a quick scan of the room. It wasn't to crowded. A few patrons here and there. It wasn't hard to spot Pyro. Considering he'd be the youngest and the smallest. He sat at the bar with his back to Charles. Charles walked over to him, casting some sideways glances as a few of the other patrons cast some curious stares his way.
Charles stepped up behind his son. "Well, if it isn't my dear son." He spoke in a smooth and calm tone. "What may I ask did you need to speak to me about?"
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Post by Pyro Blackfire S5 on Jul 12, 2005 12:37:19 GMT
Pyro had left the Evans Manor via floo powder. Pyro had told one of the house elfs to tell Mary that he had gone out for some fresh air incase she asked about his absence. He purposefully did not tell the elf his location so the elf would not have to lie and disobey his masters. Pyro had stepped in and stepped out into Hogshead. He was more than an hour early for his meeting, but he was feeling edgy. Would his father actually come? He would find that out the hard way. Pyro walked to the bar and ordered himself a drink and waited. Pyro dropped the bag he was carrying next to the stool he was sitting in and reached into his pocket. He pulled out two small pieces of parchment and laid them down in front of him. They were actually pictures he had clipped out of the daily profit. His left side gave a familiar ache as he looked at the two people in the pictures.
Pyro felt his eyes narrow and his anger growing just at the sight of the two. After the events of Hogwarts he had searched hard and long for pictures of these two. He had ingrained their image into his mind, but with these pictures he was able to show other people and ask them questions. They were pictures of Bellatrix Lestrange and Avery, two death eaters that he swore to exact revenge upon. He remembered the night when they had burst into the student lounge. Bellatrix had attacked him for no reason, and than when he was recovering Avery had finished him off and blasted him into a support beam. Pyro had fractured a rib and punctured his lung from that impact.
Pyro was lost in the memory of that night and he didn't even realize how the time had passed. He suddenly heard his fathers voice speak from behind him. Pyro turned to face him. Pyro's face was completely blank as he looked at his father. "Hello father." Pyro spoke in a calm tone, no sense beating around the bush, might as well go straight to the point. "I asked you to come here because we both have problems that we can help each other with. We both are locked in a battle at the moment that can be concluded here and now, and not one of us would loose face." Pyro arched an eyebrow. "Interested?"
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Post by Charles Blackfire on Jul 12, 2005 12:43:38 GMT
Charles watched as his son slowly turned to face him and he expected the worst. Knowing his son he expected there to be a wild outburst. Probably even a fist swinging at him, but to his shock and amazement. Pyro was calm. Deathly calm and collected. Pyro's surprises did not stop there. He talked to Charles in a calm tone, and there was no hidden nastiness in his words like how he used to speak to him.
Charles listened to Pyro and shook his head in amazement at his sons intelligence. So, he managed to see through me. Charles thought to himself. As much as Charles hated it, he needed Pyro. Pyro was his only heir to the Blackfire name, but Pyro's rebellious streak wouldn't have looked good. So Charles had disowned him in hopes of scaring Pyro into behavior modification. The plan had failed.
Now Charles was stuck. With no heir, and no sign of Pyro ever giving in, he had been at a loss for what to do, and now, here was Pyro, saying he had a plan to fix it all. Of course Charles was interested. "I'm listening." He said, not letting his excitement show.
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Post by Pyro Blackfire S5 on Jul 12, 2005 12:51:41 GMT
Pyro smiled knowing he had his fathers attention. "I suppose I'll start by saying exactly what it is I want out of this." Pyro reached back and picked up the two pictures and handed them to his father. "I'm sure you recognize those two from your 'old days'." Pyro knew full well that his father had once been a Death Eater. He also knew that his father was 'retired' from all the heavy work, but his father still kept close ties with the death eaters. His father was also one of the many shadows pulling strings in the background of some of Voldemorts schemes. "Now, for reasons that are my own. I wish to find these two. Thats where i need your help. First, I need you to give me all the information you can about these two. Where I could find them and etc. Second, I need to be allowed back into the family. I wish to do some research myself, but I require a influential name behind me. If I tried and used the Evan's name, the family would ask to many questions. This is something I do not wish for Mary to discover."
Pyro looked up at his father and arched an eyebrow. "So, what do you think?"
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Post by Charles Blackfire on Jul 12, 2005 12:56:20 GMT
Charles took the pictures that Pyro handed him and looked at them. He did recognize these two. Bellatrix and Avery. What business would Pyro want with these two? Charles looked up from the pictures and listened to Pyro as he spoke of his side of the deal.
Charles raised an eyebrow as Pyro finished. "Well, that sounds nice, but whats in this for me?" He someone knew exactly what Pyro was going to say and he inwardly grinned at how all this was working out. He guessed he someone had to thank Bella and Avery for all this. I owe you big time Bella. Shame you will never know it. He thought to himself before bringing his attention back to Pyro as he started to speak.
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Post by Pyro Blackfire S5 on Jul 12, 2005 13:00:02 GMT
Pyro smiled as his father asked about his side of the deal. "But of course. I wouldn't dream of keeping this one sided." Pyro smirked. "If I get what I want. You get what you want. The heir to the Blackfire name will return to you. Not only will he return to you, but he will have a change in attitude. No longer will he be rebellious like he was, and in exchange for letting him back into the family. He will give a heartfelt apology for all the things he had done."
Pyro smiled. He knew he had his father hooked. "He will admit to all the wrong things he has done and admit that his father was right all along." Pyro leaned back on the stool. "Hows that sound?"
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Post by Charles Blackfire on Jul 12, 2005 13:07:25 GMT
It had all worked out. Somehow, miraculously it all worked out. Not only did it all work out, but Charles came out with a larger victory. All he had to do was give Pyro some information that he couldn't do much with, and allow him back into the family, and everything went back to how it would be. Not only that, but Pyro had agreed to drop his rebellious streak.
Handing the pictures back to his son he smiled. "Son, I never thought you would ever see the light. It will be good to see you at home again. Will you be coming back this summer and staying at the manor?" He asked. He listened to Pyro's answer and nodded understandably. "Yes yes, I will have the papers drawn immediately. You will be a full fletched Blackfire by this time tomorrow."
Charles said his farewell and than left to begin the preparations. His heir was back. The Blackfire name would live on. Charles felt like he had won a great victory today.
If only he knew......
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Post by Pyro Blackfire S5 on Jul 12, 2005 13:17:36 GMT
Pyro took the pictures back and smiled as his father agreed. Pyro would begin writing his apology shortly after today, and turn it in to the ministry within the week. "No, I will not be returning to the Manor this summer. It is better if I stay at the Evan's Manor for now, and come up with a story for next summer, but you may begin the paperwork right away to get me back. I'm sure the Evans wont care enough to keep such close tabs on my records."
His father than said farewell and left the Hogshead. Pyro watched his father go. When he was gone, Pyro began to chuckle deep in his throat. How easily his father had fallen into it. Pyro would embarrass himself with the apology. Face humiliation in his defeat, but he would have his day. Pyro was going on to his 4th year in Hogwarts, that meant four more years till he graduated and would be able to use magic outside of school. "Yes father, enjoy your four years having me as your lap dog. Your perfect image of a perfect heir." Pyro looked down at the pictures of Belle and Avery. He didn't know when he would catch up to the two.
He glared down at the picture of Avery. The picture sneered back at him. Pyro pulled a knife from his boot, twirled it in his fingers, and stabbed it into the picture, right between the eyes. "I'll get you also. Someday." He spoke quietly. His thoughts went back to his father. "Yes father, enjoy the next years in blissful ignorance. After four years are up. You can have a nice, long nap. Don't worry, I'll take good care of the Blackfire name."
Pyro reached down into the back and touched the book of illegal spells that Dix had helped him obtained. He would study, and learn, and pull himself out of this magical slump he was in and finally become a true wizard. His magic will grow just as strong as his physical might. He vowed. He picked up his back and left the Hogshead. His plan was running through his mind. All that was needed now, was time, and patience.
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