School Grounds - Friday Morning
Draco had gotten up early for once and decided to take a stroll outside. It was still a bit cold but nothing he couldn't handle. He kicked a stone absentmindly as he went along his way. He could get used to this whole getting up in the morning thing.
Barbas, annoyed that he hadn't had any luck so far killing witches, spotted Draco. Another witch type. All alone. Perfect prey.
Draco, not noticing anything out of the ordinary, continued to walk further away from the school.
Barbas followed as the hewandered further away from campus. The further away, the better. Less chance of anyone interrupting.
Once they were distanced from the safety of the school, Barbas made his presence known.
Draco heard something behind him and quickly turned around to see what it was. He made a startled noise when he saw Barbas. He couldn't help but have a bad feeling about this person.
"Who are you?" he asked.
Barbas tilted his head slightly, smirking. "I lost something. Maybe you can help me find it?"
Draco's first instinct was to say no but being in Fandom for so long had made him a lot nicer than he had been. He stayed on his guard but nodded at Barbas anyways. "I could try. What did you lose?"
"I'm in search of fear," Barbas said, a creepy crooked smile on his face. He waved his hand in front of Draco's face, searching for his greatest fear. "Ah, you've got plenty of that. The Order, is it? What have you done to make them so angry?"
Barbas threw his arms out in delight as Draco's worst fear started to become reality.
Draco took a step back from Barbas, wondering how he knew about the Order. He then heard footsteps behind him.
"No." said Draco as he turned to see a very angry Harry Potter standing in front of him. "Potter?"
He felt around his coat pockets for where he put his wand but he couldn't find it. He must have left it back in the dorms. It was then Draco started to panic.
Barbas was grinning broadly, watching Draco's fear unfold before him. "Whatever you have done, you must be punished."
It wouldn't be long now before Barbas had his first kill.
"I didn't do anything!" yelled Draco to Barbas. He turned back to Harry who was coming towards him. "Potter, please, it wasn't my fault. I had to-"
Draco dove out of the way when he heard Harry mumble a spell under his breath. He managed to dodge it, but barely. He layed on the ground, panting.
"Don't fight it!" Barbas commanded. "You'll only make it worse for youself."
Draco pulled himself off the ground to find he was face to face with Harry. Harry sneered and pushed Draco on the ground again and put a foot on his chest. He pointed his wand at Draco's chest.
"Don't kill me, don't kill me." said Draco over and over again.
Barbas smirked again. The fear would kill him soon enough.
It was then the Swedish Chef happened along. Why was he out there? He got lost on the way to town. He didn't get out much. He spotted Draco lying on the ground.
"Drecu! Du yoo need-a sum help-a?" he shouted, taking off his hat to wave hello.
Not this again! Barbas was sure to have a kill this time. Why would anyone else be out this early? Barbas angrily disappeared before he could find out.
He'd find someone in this with no one to rescue them.
Draco had closed his eyes, prepared for the worst when he heard the Chef calling to him. When he opened them Harry and Barbas were gone. He got up off the ground, shaken from the ordeal.
"Thanks Chef. I don't know what you did, but thanks." said Draco. He said goodbye to the Chef and headed back up to the school as quickly as he could.
((Preplayed with the lovely cookinggeek. No IC interaction possible. OOC comments welcome))
Barbas, annoyed that he hadn't had any luck so far killing witches, spotted Draco. Another witch type. All alone. Perfect prey.
Draco, not noticing anything out of the ordinary, continued to walk further away from the school.
Barbas followed as the hewandered further away from campus. The further away, the better. Less chance of anyone interrupting.
Once they were distanced from the safety of the school, Barbas made his presence known.
Draco heard something behind him and quickly turned around to see what it was. He made a startled noise when he saw Barbas. He couldn't help but have a bad feeling about this person.
"Who are you?" he asked.
Barbas tilted his head slightly, smirking. "I lost something. Maybe you can help me find it?"
Draco's first instinct was to say no but being in Fandom for so long had made him a lot nicer than he had been. He stayed on his guard but nodded at Barbas anyways. "I could try. What did you lose?"
"I'm in search of fear," Barbas said, a creepy crooked smile on his face. He waved his hand in front of Draco's face, searching for his greatest fear. "Ah, you've got plenty of that. The Order, is it? What have you done to make them so angry?"
Barbas threw his arms out in delight as Draco's worst fear started to become reality.
Draco took a step back from Barbas, wondering how he knew about the Order. He then heard footsteps behind him.
"No." said Draco as he turned to see a very angry Harry Potter standing in front of him. "Potter?"
He felt around his coat pockets for where he put his wand but he couldn't find it. He must have left it back in the dorms. It was then Draco started to panic.
Barbas was grinning broadly, watching Draco's fear unfold before him. "Whatever you have done, you must be punished."
It wouldn't be long now before Barbas had his first kill.
"I didn't do anything!" yelled Draco to Barbas. He turned back to Harry who was coming towards him. "Potter, please, it wasn't my fault. I had to-"
Draco dove out of the way when he heard Harry mumble a spell under his breath. He managed to dodge it, but barely. He layed on the ground, panting.
"Don't fight it!" Barbas commanded. "You'll only make it worse for youself."
Draco pulled himself off the ground to find he was face to face with Harry. Harry sneered and pushed Draco on the ground again and put a foot on his chest. He pointed his wand at Draco's chest.
"Don't kill me, don't kill me." said Draco over and over again.
Barbas smirked again. The fear would kill him soon enough.
It was then the Swedish Chef happened along. Why was he out there? He got lost on the way to town. He didn't get out much. He spotted Draco lying on the ground.
"Drecu! Du yoo need-a sum help-a?" he shouted, taking off his hat to wave hello.
Not this again! Barbas was sure to have a kill this time. Why would anyone else be out this early? Barbas angrily disappeared before he could find out.
He'd find someone in this with no one to rescue them.
Draco had closed his eyes, prepared for the worst when he heard the Chef calling to him. When he opened them Harry and Barbas were gone. He got up off the ground, shaken from the ordeal.
"Thanks Chef. I don't know what you did, but thanks." said Draco. He said goodbye to the Chef and headed back up to the school as quickly as he could.
((Preplayed with the lovely cookinggeek. No IC interaction possible. OOC comments welcome))