i must confess that i feel like a monster
albus potter
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Post by albus potter on Jan 14, 2018 0:46:58 GMT
 Easter had come fast but unfortionately for the first year he couldn't avoid going home these school holidays. Going home meant that Albus possibly could butt heads with his father... assuming the great 'boy who lived' actually come home for a change... and that was exactly what had happened on this very morning. He had tried to hide himself away from the man who helped bring life to him. It turned into an argument about how nothing he could do would please his father that ended up with Albus storming out of the house. He kicked at the ground in frustration, tearing at his hair and generally looking very, very disgruntled and ill at ease. He didn't wander the grounds with a goal in mind and therefore he didn't notice just how close he ended up near the edge of his parents' property.... and the edge of their protections... He was more concerned with the argument that he had just had with his father as opposed to what dangers could be lurking beyond that fence. And there was indeed a danger beyond that fence.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 14, 2018 2:24:55 GMT
The night was fairly quiet. Nice house on a large property in a comfortable area. Of course it would be. The sort of place where you would have your wife and as many kids as you want. At least if you weren't any sort of being. If you were then legislation would show up that tries in a futile effort to prevent you from having any sort of means of having a wizarding life. Which leaves you a life in the wild. Separate. Different.
Fenrir had his own reasons for living in the wild. Some of it being the discrimination of the wizarding world but most of it being the fact he was the leader of the werewolves. They fought with the dark lord because it was a better shot then the people in the ministry. And, well, they lost. Fenrir held a few grudges but he had been busy laying low. Until the situation with the ministry meant he couldn't.
He had no fear of the ministry, or of the current minister of magic, but her policies meant that they had to ramp things up. Which meant he had to up his game and come back to the wizarding world. Not that he minded. It meant he could go after those he wanted to take revenge against. Like the Potters.
He was stalking out the place when he heard shouting and saw a teenager come out of the house. Family fights. He'd been in a few, not as much as you'd think from his brood of kids and his pack though, so he knew this was a pretty major fight. The kid ended up near the fence, where he was just a little past in a hood that covered up his inhuman looks.
"Had a fight?" He asked the kid. "Some nasty yelling from back these. Carried out here." His voice was fairly gruff. Where he was, his signature scent that would indicate him as dangerous was not easy to smell unless someone were to draw close. Besides his ice blue eyes and his voice, there weren't any clear giveaways.
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i must confess that i feel like a monster
albus potter
30
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12
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Halfblood
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Bisexual
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Not Looking
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second year
seeker
werewolf
parselmouth
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Played by Meepers
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Slytherin
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Post by albus potter on Jan 28, 2018 8:14:08 GMT
Fights between Albus Potter and his father were a nigh on daily occurance. Of course, these fights were picked more often than not by Albus himself. So naturally many of the neighbours had learned to just overlook the raised voices that came from within the house.
So naturally as the stranger spoke, and the young werewolf began to pick up a scent that humans otherwise wouldn't have smelt. He stopped in his stroll, turning to look at the hooded figure.
"Nothing beyond normal. My father is just a big headed cow... why do you ask?"
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