Escape from the disgusting Muggles
Who: Fenrir and Tom
Open? No, unless your name is Bellatrix.
When: Late at night.
Where: Starts at the orphanage and then goes to Fenrir's place.
What: Fenrir goes to visit Tom and when he leaves, Tom just happens to follow. No really, that's what's happening.
Fenrir made a face at the orphanage. It smelled disgusting and he couldn't figure out why Tom hadn't left this ragged place earlier. Never mind the Muggle government, always sticking their nose into things. They wouldn't notice one boy missing -- especially one that went to a boarding school that an orphan couldn't afford.
He pushed open the back door of the place and crept inside. He had to hold back from going to each individual bed to just take in the innocence. That smell, above all others, truly got to him. It was intoxicating and all he wanted to do was ruin it.
He shook his head and turned his focus to more important things: finding Tom. He turned a corner, then grinned as his friend's familiar scent reached his nose. He pushed open a door and smirked at the other wizard. "I don't see how you can stand to be around so many Muggles. It's so disgusting that I would refuse. And you know how I sometimes enjoy ragged beds."
Open? No, unless your name is Bellatrix.
When: Late at night.
Where: Starts at the orphanage and then goes to Fenrir's place.
What: Fenrir goes to visit Tom and when he leaves, Tom just happens to follow. No really, that's what's happening.
Fenrir made a face at the orphanage. It smelled disgusting and he couldn't figure out why Tom hadn't left this ragged place earlier. Never mind the Muggle government, always sticking their nose into things. They wouldn't notice one boy missing -- especially one that went to a boarding school that an orphan couldn't afford.
He pushed open the back door of the place and crept inside. He had to hold back from going to each individual bed to just take in the innocence. That smell, above all others, truly got to him. It was intoxicating and all he wanted to do was ruin it.
He shook his head and turned his focus to more important things: finding Tom. He turned a corner, then grinned as his friend's familiar scent reached his nose. He pushed open a door and smirked at the other wizard. "I don't see how you can stand to be around so many Muggles. It's so disgusting that I would refuse. And you know how I sometimes enjoy ragged beds."