new year, new you (DULF)

[korbin derrick]

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It was the first week of January... and the last week of winter break. Many his age would be working, but he was fortunate enough to have been spared that joy upon this day. Today he spent the day looking at homes which he could afford to rent. Today was d-day upon those intents, and his pocket full of heavy sickles was a big testament to that fact. 

For one year he had been of age. There was no trace upon him any more. The only laws preventing him from using magic was the law around magic use in the presence of muggles. He was eighteen years of age and although he was still in school, he was tired of living beneath the roof of his parents. They had done their part. They had raised him to look upon the world with open eyes and to learn from his mistakes. They had done their part and now it was time for him to spread his wings and fly.

Despite having a purpose though he seemed to walk in a haze, not really sure why he had chosen to take the route that he had. As the breeze hurtled through the narrow buildings he pulled his heavy traveling cloak (which bore his house crest) tighter around him in an attempt to beat out the cold winter breeze, a yawn leaving the young man as he did so. Today may have been the first day of the new year, but he hadn't slept much this morning before disembarking upon his mission... and sub-sequentially having his mind invaded by a legilimens without his notice.

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TAGGED: @dulf

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Dulf had finished up at work around the same time the handsome eighteen year old had been leaving the bank. Bardulf himself had taken his payment, quite a number of golden galleons, with him, rather than having them deposted into his deceptively full vault. He had never lived an extravagant life despite his income, working as a cursebreaker. A large part of the reason for that was that stealing the treasures of ancient temples and tombs required the same skills as stealing from a closed store. Dulf would help himself to large items more often than he would ever actually take them.

He had followed this young man for a while now, keeping an eye on him, as he considered him. Was he prey, was he a potential packmate? Was he just attractive? Maybe Dulf was just bored and the other seemed to interest him. He remembered being around the same age as this young man. still not long a werewolf, still struggling against what he was, while simultaneously learning to love it. Of course Dulf's interest in the other was not due to the complexity of his life, Dulf cared surprisingly little about others in that respect.

He had invaded the other's mind leading him, even from behind, directing him to take the route he had, away from others. he knew the young man was house hunting, and Dulf didn't particularly care. He finally decided he would approach the young man, his hands slid into his hand moved to his wand, where it was sheathed at his side, but he didn't draw it, or even make much more than that motion toward it. "Hey there." Dulf greeted, casually, keeping his mind in contact with the other's reading, not pushing him to act in any particular way.

[korbin derrick]

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As someone spoke, Korbin turned instantly upon his heals. His eyes instantly taking in the sight of a man who looked to be in his mid to late twenties. He didn't recognize the man from the bank, in fact he had never seen him at the bank at all.  To be frank, he didn't even know that he had wandered into the infamous Knockturn Alley. He wasn't too sure how to react, although the Hufflepuff within him shined through him as he didn't greet the stranger before him with malice and disdain, but with a friendly manner.

"Hey there yourself."

Things were going awkward fast... or at least in Korbin's mind and he wasn't all that sure how he could salvage this conversation that awkwardness that was already settling in.

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TAGGED: @dulf

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Dulf began to work a trick he'd been practicing for a while on the young man before him. The Legilimens gegan to flit through Korbin's memories, implanting thoughts of an older student resembling Dulf into the places where Korbin had forgotten faces, he left these thoughts vague, doing just enough to "help" Korbin "remember" that the two had gone to school together before Dulf's graduation. That they had had a little more to do with one-another at the time. The idea being that Korbin would be much less likely to be on edge if he knew Dulf, who was giving him just enough positive associations with this vague figure that it would hopefully put him off guard.

"Korbin, right?" He asked having overheard the youth's name in the bank. "It's been ages." He said. Dulf, truth be told, had only seen him once or twice before if that. Bardulf was in his sixth year when they other began at the school and so Dulf had no genuine memories of him at all, and he doubted Korbin recalled much either. Still, Dulf talked like he was remembering a fond acquaintance. It was easy to make ot her believe these simple, minor lies when you could find your way into their minds. "I'm working at Gringotts now." He said with a grin. "Saw you leaving and thought it could be nice to catch up." He told the other, approaching a little closer. "Buy you a pint?" He offered. He was fairly sure he'd earn the young man's trust this way, and hee was starting to see a use in that beyond what he'd originally been considering. Not that he wouldn't still take advantage of the attractive man.

Dulf had mostly lead the pair down to Knockturn Alley because he wanted them out of sight in case things had gotten ugly, but now that that didn't seem likely to happen he found himself indicating toward the turn off back to Diagon alley, and the leaky cauldron.

[korbin derrick]

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There was a nagging feeling that he knew the man before him from somewhere. It was a very foggy somewhere but he couldn't help but feel like he knew the man that stood before him. He wracked his brain, intending to find the very source of that nagging feeling. and that's when he found it. A prefect. The man before him had been a prefect during his first year at Hogwarts. He never remembered having gotten a name though.

"Yeah, that's my name... I don't remember your's though?"

As he explained their situation though, he found himself trusting the man before him just that little bit more. He trusted this memory, but the memory and the alibi checked out, so he didn't at all feel weird about going somewhere a bit more private to share a drink... mind you anywhere private would probably be more public than where they currently were.

"Sure. My round or yours?"

He gave the man a smile, a rather handsome one to be perfectly honest. He wasn't trying to flirt, in fact he didn't know how to flirt... but if he did maybe he would consider flirting with the prefect from his memory.

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TAGGED: @dulf

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"My Round. The White Wyvern's just down the road? Or we could go to the Leaky Cauldron?"

Dulf grinned to the other. It seemed it had worked, latching onto a vague, helpful figure in the young man's memories and inserting himself, and now he'd make friends, or at least, find a way to use Korbin... He had a few in mind all ready as he eyed the handsome young man. His interest was probably very obvious given the way his eyes panned over the other, but Dulf wasn't really bothered by the prospect of Korbin noticing he liked what he saw. He honestly hoped that the other would share his interest in that respect. There was something in that smile that momentarily threw Dulf off the trail of any serious uses for Korbin, as much as he had a great one in mind.

Dulf cast his eyes further down Knockturn Alley to the White Wyvern, La Aguja, and several other... Questionable establishments that the werewolf was very comfortable in, but that a seventeen year old school student probably shouldn't risk. The Cursebreaker hoped that Korbin was the type to enjoy adventure and the unexpected, but he didn't intend to just let his hopes do the talking. He entered the mind of the other again, stirring up feelings of curiosity and intrigue.

[korbin derrick]

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He didn't exactly know why, but today for some reason he was feeling rather adventurous. Due to his background he was rather cautious by nature... so to be feeling adventurous as he was was something that didn't happen particularly often. It wasn't however a big enough concern to have caused the young adult to be suspicious of what was going on with his thoughts.

"Anywhere would do. Should start to get to know the bars around this place given I'll be done with school after this year."

With that said, he followed the man as they walked to a bar, unable to help himself as he looked the man over like a piece of meat.

"So what's it like... having graduated from school?"

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It was an odd question. How was he meant to explain to the other man everything that adulthood would bring... Not that his own time after school had been typical by any means. The savage werewolf considered the question thinking of what to say, but more so just eyeing the other. thinking about what he might do if things escalated the way Bardulf planned. Dulf supposed he would need to answer before the silence stretched on to awkwardness, even if they were both eyeing one another. Dulf thought for a moment before he settled on his answer.

"It's a mixed bag. You need to make a lot more hard choices than you would have in school, but if you find a job with a lot of independence and adventure like mine, you won't get bored. Soon you'll be done spending your days sitting around listening to people you don't care about dictating things you already understand to you." Dulf was being honest, but he would also take the opportunity to flirt just a little bit.

"The best part though. If you ask me. Is not being stuck in the castle anymore. Privacy is actually an option for you now." He said with a bit of a growl, as he worked his way through the mind of the other, stirring up images of the things the two could do once they were alone together, hoping to tempt him.

As if on cue to distract from that, the two ere actually served, Dulf ordered drinks for the pair of them, making his way to a booth.

[korbin derrick]

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He placed trust in Dulf when it came to a bar for one simple reason. It seemed like the older male was more knowledgeable about the area and therefore he would know the better places to go and drink. As they entered the bar and he was greeted with dusty table tops, dated decor, and well a genuine feeling of not being cared for, but due to the fact that Dulf thought to bring him here, it must have been some kind of hidden gem. He wouldn't have brought him here if the drinks weren't good though, right?

At first it was Dulf's answer that had distracted him from looking any further into the rather abnormal and dusty bar, but soon his own thoughts added to that distraction. These were thoughts that he knew he had every once and awhile but he had never had them to this degree before. They had never been this vivid, and his body actually showed signs of this not only in his face flushing a vivid red, but through another rather visible reaction.

"That must be... nice..."

He fiddled with his clothing, trying to cover up the other physical reaction to the thoughts that had unknowingly been inspired by Dulf but he was kind of failing at that as an awkward air settled around him. He knew the guy seemed to show interest in him... but was he ready for this? Was he truly ready to experiment in the way that his body was desiring him to?

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TAGGED: @dulf

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For whatever La Aguja was, neglected it wasn't. Dulf knew its owner took good care of it and he kneew the drinks were strong. Once they had their drinks. Quite aside from that, Dulf kept a room here on standby, usually for anything but...recreational purposes, but he wasn't against the idea of using it for that purpose. He sipped his drink as he looked the other over, taking in his blush. Dulf encouraged those thoughts further, noting Korbin's physical reaction to them, he found himself pushing away the young man's doubt and undertainty, surpressing it, replacing it with his own growing desire.

All but alone in the carefully disguised hotel, Dulf grinned doggedly to Korbin as the other's interest in the situation was apparent. Dulf leaned forward, licking his lips gently as he considered the other, a smirk dancing on his lips now. The young man had been easy enough to lure to this siutation, Dulf saw no reason he wouldn't be easy to lead to the next step. taking a sip of his drink Dulf pressed his metaphorical attack with another husky growl, another suggestive phrase. He would crack the other and get his attention one way or another.

"It is... I actually have a room upstairs if you're interested in a little more privacy." He offered, hoping his tone would be tempting, seductive. "Maybe once we finish our drinks we could get to know each other a bit better?" He suggested, relatively mildly. Mildly, that was, for an aroused werewolf who was fascinated by the prospect of getting better acquainted with this man.

[korbin derrick]

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There wasn’t much pushing needed, for Bardulf had already won the battle. Something that could be seen through the way the boy’s body was reacting. Bardulf already had the boy wrapped around his finger without the added tingling that he felt as a hand was rubbed up and down his thigh beneath the table. His thoughts were getting more and more intense, building with intensity at each tingle.

His body was Bardulf’s and had been the moment the man had entered his mind.

His heart beat faster as Bardulf suggested a room and began to explore a different area of his body. The further his hand moved, the more Korbin bit his lip until eventually he couldn’t hold it back any more. He moaned rather loudly, his heart beating faster than a racecar around a track as he reached for his glass and downed it in one. One last shot of liquid courage before entering a world that he didn’t know.

“Come on… let’s see it then… that room you mentioned…”

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An odor of sweaty bodies filled the room whilst a young man lay upon his stomach on spoiled bedsheets. He wore nothing but the chinos that he had worn when he had entered the bar. Their clothes littered the room, one particular article lay upon the floor in an unwearable state.

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TAGGED: @dulf

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Dulf was satisfied. He had needed a release and he got it. He had smirked watching the young man dress himself in at least the chinos he'd walked in with. If he had wanted to magically repair the rest of his clothes Dulf wouldn't stop Korbin from making himself presentable. The Werewolf felt a certain smugness that only really came to him trhough the sorts of acts he had just performed, his eyes were wide and happy but his movements slow, languid and almost preening. As the other laid back down in his stomach, Dulf leaned down, and kissed him, just one gentle time - the first of the entire encounter. "Have fun?" He asked pushing memories of pain aside in the young man's mind. They were still there but they would be unimportant when he looked back on this encounter.

"I'm in Diagon Alley all the time, if you want to meet up more often." He offered the younger male. Of course the offer was a formality given the work he had just done on the man's mind. At least he hoped he had been convincing enough to sway him and make sure that this would remain a thing. Dulf, for his part dressed himself almost reluctantly but all good things must come to an end, he supposed.

As Dulf got up, ready to disaparate now he looked back at the bed and winked. He was keeping stage two of the plan to himself but for the next few months, and possibly beyond he wanted Korbin as an asset. As someone who could tell him about what was happening within the walls of Hogwarts, or here in Diagon Alley when nobody else was around. He wanted this young man to be a source of information for him, and in time he would be. "I'll write you some time." He said knowing that Korbin was still to be found within the castle. If he he kept his letters vague it would give too much away.