A Trip Down Knockturn Alley (Open)

[Samuel Peters S3]

Samuel walked down the long busy street known as dragon ally, peering in to the shop windows and doors, as he hurried down the street.
He was wearing long robes, a black cloak which swept the ground as he walked, his hair was long but remained under his hood all that could be seen was what fell over his eye.
He stopped outside a shop which sold cauldrons he glanced around to see if he was being watched before he slid into a corner street and out of sight, Knockturn Alley, he pulled his hood up and strolled down the street, he came to a sudden halt outside Borgin and Burks. Quickly glancing behind himself he walked he entered the shop and went to the counter. He called for the owner of the shop.

"So, you still here" he said whist smirking.

Borgin grinned "Yes, I'm still here... well i didn't think I would see again for years, well until your father and u came in to ask me to protect a little box." he said

Samuel smiled "Well, I'm here for that box... I hope you didn't sell it." he said with a threatening expression.

Borgin stared to stutter to "N... no... no i didn't." he said, breathing deeply
He left the counter and went to the back of the store, a few minutes later, he appeared with a brown package, and placed it on the counter "Here it is... I told your father, i would protect it, and I have” he asked.

Samuel went to pick up the package but noticed that the ribbon had been changed

“what happened to the ribbon, did you deiced to be noise” Samuel said staring at him

[Jean-Louis Button S3]

Buttonz had been playing with an enchanted hand in the middle of the store , the stand for the hands was against the wall and thus he was kept out of site while he poked it and had thumb wars and the like with it , he was used to them due to the fact that he had one of his own only his pointed out those likely to betray you or enemies that you should watch , and it would often randomly point in weird directions and he would merely pick it up and follow the fingers to find those he should keep and eye on and not to show his back to them.

Hearing the door bells ring out Buttonz looked round to see a kid from school , he wasn't sure of his name but he knew they were of the same house, a twisted grin on his lips as he poked the hand once more before making himself visible to the rest of the shop , that was still as empty as ever , just himself and the other howarts student and the owner somewhere out back.Buttonz listened as the boy called the owner forward and then to there exchange of words ,when there was an opening Buttonz stepped forward , after thinking for a second he remembered that the boys name was Samuel.Stepping up beside him he placed his hands on the counter and looked at the owner then at Sam. '' Cut the guy some slack , he's locked up in here all year round hiding the illegal belongings of the rich and powerful pure bloods like ourselves. that reminds be , Borgin give me my mothers nickles and my fathers watch.I'm sick of you having your grubby little fingers all over them.''

[Samuel Peters S3]

Samuel turned to look at the person, who had taken it upon themselves to, involve themselves in, other peoples business
“and you are?” Samuel said
“oh I am so sorry, you must be the personal body guard” he smirked slightly
he looked back at Borgin, and the grin vanished of his face, he was now getting annoyed, at both the fact that he had, been betrayed, and that this boy had decided to but in.
“So are you gonna answer me or is this.. this thing more important” he said looking at Buttonz while he said this

[Charisma Turner G3]

Charisma was walking along Diagon Alley shopping for her school robes and other things she would need for her third year at Hogwarts. Her father was waiting in the Leaky Cauldron. He wanted a drink of butter beer. Charisma walked around the streets of Diagon Alley when she noticed a side street that was labled "Knockturn Alley" With curiosity getting the best of her, Charisma walked down the street.

Knockturn Alley was dark and creepy, but Charisma walked on bravely. She wasn't afraid of this place. She found a store near the entrance that sparked Charisma's interest. She opened the door to Borgin and Burkes and looked around. She saw two boys her age (who looked like they meant trouble) and a shopkeeper. Charisma began looking at the items sold in the shop. She wondered what this place sold.

[Jean-Louis Button S3]

Buttonz had on a hard face as he replied to the boys questions .'' I'm Jean-Louis Button and you should watch your tongue Peters before i take it from you''.he watched Borgin leave and collect his parents belongings and when they were safely in Buttonz's robes he spoke again ,'' You think i would put my family's name through the dirt to protect this worthless excuse for a wizard ?''
Jean-Louis head shot round to the sound of the door and he saw a girl walk in wearing Gryffindor robes, his first thought was that she was lost but he guest that her parents probably hadn't told her to stay out of her, but she seemed like the type to be foolish enough to walk into a place for the dark arts when she was totally out of her league.

Walking away from the Peters boy with a shoulder barge Buttonz stepped up behind her and spoke in a Evil and yet soft voice that was filled with malice beyond his years '' Are you lost ??'', Buttonz knew that the Peters boy would soon be at his heels , no Slytherin would allow a Gryffindor to step foot in Knockturn ally while they were there without having some fun . of the evil kind.

[Charisma Turner G3]

Charisma looked around the room quietly, not wanting to be noticed much. That is not to say that Charisma would care if she was noticed, it was just that she'd much rather stay out of trouble. But then again, trouble always did seem to find Charisma anyway. This place sold the most horrible things. There were pearls that killed and dead looking objects that only illuminated the light around the beholder, and enchanted things that made Charisma almost sick. She wasn't surprised to see so many Slytherins in here, and she wasn't at all surprised when one came her way. He had obviously recognized her as a Gryffindor. Charisma wasn't even in full Gryffindor dress, and yet the Slytherin had picked up on it. All she was wearing was a cute white t-shirt and a short jean jacket with her Gryffindor tie hung lazily around her neck. She was also wearing her shorts, which were a bit too short for any occasion other than a cheerleader's car wash.

"Are you lost?' Said an odd looking Slytherin boy in her year. She shrugged. "No actually." She said calmly. "I was just strolling by, hoping to pick up a few things for my father. I believe Borgin knows who I am. Charisma Turner, absolutley delighted to meet you." She said sarcastically. The Turners were a very well respected pureblood family. Her grandparents were amongst some of the richest and most powerful purebloods of them all. Charisma and her father didn't live by the rules her grandparents did, but Charisma did like the respect she recieved when people like Borgin and this boy heard who she was and where she came from.

[Samuel Peters S3]

Jacob stared and buttons waited for him to finish talking.
'' Ouch'' Jacob said in a mocking manner
Jacob watched Buttons collect the belongings Borgin placed on the counter
“You got to protect them with your life that coin might be worth a knut in another hundred years” Jacob said
''I doubt that you family name is anything important, i don’t even know how you got to being a slytherin with that attitude, since when has a fellow slytherin threatened another'' Jacob asked

Jacob turned his head to see what button has seen and as he did he saw a girl walk in through the door wearing Gryffindor robes, he could tell what Buttons was thinking and soon enough he walked over to her and began talking to her
‘What’s his problem, first he tries to say he’s going to cut my tongue out and then he’s mingling with the enemy” Jacob thought to himself
“Hey what me to leave you and your girlfriend alone” Jacob said smiling an evil grin.

[Charisma Turner G3]

Charisma rolled her eyes as yet another Slytherin headed her way. Charisma seemed to be attracting Slytherins to her like moths to a flame lately. She frowned as one suggested he leave Charisma and the other boy alone.

"Sorry kid. I wouldn't date you even if the re-population of the planet depended on us going on a date. I don't date Slytherins. All of you seem to think you're better than everyone else." She said with an eyebrow raised.

[Jean-Louis Button S3]

Buttonz knew of the peters but he wasn't fond of there boy, his father was another story , but the Turners got no respect from His family , there blood may be pure but there magic was not , they stuck mainly to there own type ,Light or normal magic , when Jean-Louis and his family stuck to the darkest arts,his family were at the front of all battles usually on the opposite team to any who fought for the safety of the world of magic , Buttonz and his family believed that the muggles and mudbloods were made to be slaves to the powerful family's like his own and few others that had taken the dark arts in and made it there own.'' Still you have no place her, Your bloods not worthy of a place like this , this is for those that have accepted the Slytherin way of living ,not taken there purity to the mud by taking it into the Gryffindor way of things.'' Buttonz shot a Dreadful look at the Peters boy , he would deal with him later , Turning on his heels Buttonz left the store his cloak swinging through the door behind him. A hate filled heart he slipped into a tavern to talk with the creatures of darkness that often relaxed there , many of which he knew by name. It was now for him to zone out from the world around him until he must return to Hogwarts.

(( sorry for leaving early , Samuel I'll make a thread somewhere for us to finish things))

[Charisma Turner G3]

Charisma rolled her eyes as the first Slytherin boy walked out of the shop, leaving Charisma alone with the other Slytherin boy and Borgin. She continued to walk around the shop. Maybe she would buy something, just to prove she wasn't just a Gryffindor. Truth be told, she would probably dispose of the item once she left, but that would be after she left the shop.

[Samaal O'Toole S5]

Samaal followed his mother reluctantly into Borgins and Burkes. "Don't stray." She hissed, and she glided towards the counter. Sam pulled a face and wandered over to a cursed candlestick in a glass case. There was some movement coming from behind a vetrine displaying emerald jewels. Samaal cocked his head and walked towards two students standing about. One was a childish, young Gryffindor, the other a younger boy he recognised from his year. Sam rearranged his features into a smirk and approached the two. "Well, well." he murmured, looking the girl up and down. He glimpsed at the boy. "I know you, you're Sam Peters." He held his hand out to the Slytherin with a lop-sided smile. The boy known for hanging out with that 'Buttons' kid.

Samaal rounded on the girl, his face expressionless. "Buying anything?" he said loftily with a sneery edge. He was sure she was a Turner child, a family pure of blood. That was no excuse for a filthy little thing like herself to wander in. He ignored her and put his face close to the closest vetrine, studying the shrunken head within. "Any living being to set eyes on this thing dies." he said silkily. "There's glass between me and the head, so the curse hasn't killed me." He turned back to the two. "What is it you said you were doing here?" he sneered.

There was a sound of dull jingling and Samaal caught a glance of his mother waiting for him at the door. She looked at the other two coldly and motioned to Samaal briskly. "I'll meet you at Gringott's, Mother." He called over his shoulder to her. His mother scowled and stalked out. Samaal turned back to the others. He had nothing better to do, he only have five Galleons left.

[Samuel Peters S3]

Samuel looked up at the boy who had just entered the shop following his mother. Samuel spun around at the sound of his name.
”Yer that’s right and you are” He said confused at who this boy was
”Sorry should i know you” He concluded turning to face him
Samuel watched as the boy took interest, in the girl behind him, and watched him begin to ask her stupid questions.
”You think she’s going to, buy something in here, she only came in here coz she see me” He said arrogantly acting as thought she couldn’t hear him.
"Who me, what is it you said you were doing here?” He asked puzzled at the attitude displayed in his voice.
"I dare say that’s none of your business, I could ask you the same thing” Samuel said slightly, glad to see that his mother was leaving and he could finally finish his business, as he steeped towards the counter keeping an eye on Samaal, he rang the bell, to get Borgin attention.