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Deep into that darkness, -----peeringlong I stood there wondering TAMORA SAGE. 25. DEATH EATER

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levi-yaxley:

Levi had never like soirees. Not when he was growing up, and especially not now. He’d tried to refuse to attend, claimed that a blood traitor attending would only cause more trouble than it was worth. But for the first time in his life, Cassiopeia Yaxley had insisted.

“Do you know how fortunate we are to have received an invitation? Do you think that would have happened three years ago? You are attending and that’s final.”

His one consolation was that Atalia would most likely be in attendance. Unfortunately, he’d yet to find her. Tucking himself into the back corner, his eyes scanned over the room as Lyra wandered off, no doubt to congratulate her friend.  “Merlin, could this be any duller?”

Tamora had just walked out of the ladies room when she heard a voice to her right. “Excuse me?” she asked, surprised at his forwardness. It took her a moment before she recognized the Yaxley boy, Atalia’s beau. The blood traitor.

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nottatty:

Atalia kept to the outside of the crowds, feeling less closed in during conversations if she could see a way out. It was only a matter of time before she was cornered into a conversation by some socialite she couldn’t care less about. “Sounds intriguing,” she said flatly, looking for someone to use as an excuse. Someone crossed their path and she excused herself in a manner that would even make her father proud. “Please tell me this is almost over?”

Tamora felt very indifferent towards the event she was currently attending. She knew very little of the two young lovers, and suspected an engagement party might be a tad too soon, but she had to admit such events did have their upsides. She enjoyed being surrounded by such glamor and high society, and it was a good time to mingle and make connections. When Atalia approached her she offered a ghost of a smile, taking a sip of her champagne. “Don’t let the Flints hear you say that. This must have taken quite a lot of planning.” She looked around at the general splendor around them, dropping her voice. “Not to mention funds.”

[desperate-housewives]

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fergusollivander:

“I do, everyone is quite stressed these days with all that's going on. Well, let’s see if we can change that?” he smiled. He had no idea what had changed her attitude toward him, he didn’t think the name Ollivander carried as much weight anymore. Either way, he wasn’t complaining. “Of course it is, can’t let a lady starve. That would be very ungentlemanly of me.”

Tamora usually took her lunch at her desk, if she remembered to eat at all---but this was an offer she couldn’t refuse---and her hour was coming up, after all. At worst she would only satisfy her curiosity, at best she would have some information about Flavius that would be useful. “Thank you.” she purred, just a little flirtatiously. It always seemed to help. She got up and grabbed her purse from behind the chair, walking out the door and glancing over her shoulder. “Come on, then.”

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aislinnxbrennan:

This had gone far smoother than Aislinn expected and she was pleased. It had been a while since she’d come across anyone ready to get into it without the whole fliritng and teasing bit first. Of course, on the day, she may be feeling differently, but it was nice having a set plan. “Lucky us. Wednesday evening is perfect.” Now, with that out of the way, Aislinn was content to sit back and just watch Tamora work while she waited for the minister to finish up in his meeting. 

She nodded. “Most likely around eight o’clock.” Something about Aislinn’s nearly businesslike attitude towards sex intrigued her, made her wonder what Wednesday evening would really be like. Although she had a goal in mind, it didn’t mean she couldn’t enjoy herself. 

Tamora busied herself with her work for a few minutes, occasionally making small talk with Aislinn, until the Minister walked in. She sat up with a smile and gestured across the desk. “Miss Brennan has been waiting for you, Sir.”

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nottatty:

She smiled, amused that Tamora knew her so well. At the same time, she wished the older woman didn’t know her quite so well or that she wasn’t able to read her face as easily. Atalia listened intently to the story. It wasn’t as if she saw herself and Levi in the words, but that she saw the opposite. Hopefully something that would last through tough jobs and hardships. Looking up at Tamora, she shook her head. “The problem is that I don’t want to move on,” she said, just as serious as she had been. “I don’t want my father to come between us like he has done before. I know that makes weak, or distracted, but…I don’t know.”

She leaned forward, looking intently at Atalia. Sometimes the blonde reminded her so much of herself in younger years. “I have nothing against love, Atalia. It’s powerful. I’d like to get married myself someday, perhaps. Have children of my own---once we’ve won the war, of course.” Although she had no interest in a relationship now, she knew that one day she would like to shed the Sage name and carry on the Carrow bloodline. It was only right. “What you can’t do is let it distract you. I’m not saying that you have to choose between him and us. I’m saying you can have both. If you’re smart about it, that is. But choosing one or the other would make you miserable, and being miserable makes you useless.”

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carnifexmuggletum:

“Never mind him, that must be a lot of work for you to go through as well,” Blandon added. “The stress would have been understandable even last year but now with the Blood Thieves turning up as well it is a marvel that he has not resigned yet.”

She nodded in agreement. “Any other man would. But I wouldn’t count on it with Shacklebolt---he’s got quite the chip on his shoulder. Between you and me, I think it would give him quite the ego boost if he won two wars.”

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fergusollivander:

He had been ready to turn and leave before she reported him to security complete with a name so it took him by surprise when she said he could stay. “One and the same,” he agreed. “No harm at all, just doing a bit of exploring,” he smiled taking her hand to shake. “Nice to meet you.”

She smiled and dropped his hand. “I suppose I’ve been a bit of a----what would one say?----a grump, recently. The ministry has been very stressful as of late. I’m sure you know what I mean.” she said with a sigh, still smiling at him. “Is the lunch offer still on the table? I’m starving.”

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nottatty:

Despite having known Tamora for years, she could never find it within her to talk about her father’s abuse. Her father finding out about her and Levi’s engagement would be a catalyst for the punishment for everything else he knew about. “Distracting, yes…What happened? You said you’ve been in love before, so what happened?”

“You’re deflecting the subject” She said with a smirk, but after a moment she leaned back in her chair and began to tell the story. “What always happens. We got together in our fourth or fifth year--another Slytherin, Pureblood of course. Handsome as anything. We were just crazy about each other. We knew all of each other’s secrets, had sex all the time. We moved in with each other right after Hogwarts.” There was no longing or bitterness in her voice, just business. She could have been reading a memo to the Minister. “The real world wasn’t what we thought it would be. I was working a tough job with long hours; a job that I didn’t particularly care for. I wasn’t pleasant to be around, I’m sure, with all that pressure---not that he was an angel, either. He wanted me to be something I wasn’t. We started fighting, and then we didn’t care enough to even do that anymore. Then he left.” She shrugged. It had been some time since she thought of her old flame, but the wound wasn’t fresh anymore. Only its irrelevancy to Atalia’s training that had kept her from telling the story before. “And I moved on. It’s always easier to do than you think it will be.”

[wnq-writers]

I’m a violent sea Under the surface Of a frozen lake.

savvysomethingxo  (via wnq-writers)

[tamorasage]

nottatty:

We have a difficult job. Atalia adverted her eyes from Tamora, setting her jaw in response to the words. Her father wasn’t one to look at the job as difficult. You either did it or you didn’t, and it was all a matter of if you chose to or not. Atalia looked up at her again. “There’s nothing you can do, Mora. Theodore Nott isn’t a man you can explain things to. Let alone his own children’s whereabouts.”

“Theodore doesn’t scare me, but I don’t think he’s exactly relevant, is he? He isn’t why you’re missing meetings----unless I’m very mistaken.” she said, raising an eyebrow at the younger girl and smiling a little. “Believe it or not, Atalia, I have been in love before. When I was about your age. It’s terribly distracting, isn’t it?”

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aislinnxbrennan:

“I’m quite certain what you do in your spare time is hardly his business. But sure, I’ll be discreet.” Aislinn couldn’t help the small smirk the came to her own lips as the woman seemed to get that she wasn’t a fan of beating around the bush. “Please do. May I borrow a quill?” Not waiting for a reply, she plucked one from the woman’s desk, along with a spare bit of parchment and wrote out her address before sliding it towards her. “Any time after seven in the evening during the week, or pretty much any time on weekends.”

Tamora picked up the piece of parchment, looking over the address briefly before tucking it into her day planner. She wasn’t usually so spontaneous, but she definitely couldn’t pass up this opportunity. A connection in the Auror department ---besides her father, who was essentially useless--- was unlikely to fall into her lap again. “I seem to recall that a banquet that I was supposed to attend with the Minister’s party this Wednesday evening had to be rescheduled. A lucky break for us, I suppose.”

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carnifexmuggletum:

“Not really. Apparently this is the busiest it has been in years but I do not really see it,” he shrugged. “I am surprised at just how much free time I have.”

She nodded. “I wish I could say the same. The Minister’s schedule seems to change every second. Sometimes I wonder if I should remind him that there are only twenty-four hours in the day.” she said with a sigh. “He puts on a strong front, but I do think he’s more stressed out these days.”

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aislinnxbrennan:

Aislinn let her head tilt slightly, not completely annoyed by the woman’s obvious teasing. What was the allure of beating around the bush? Well, when her eyes were drawn down to Tamora’s cleavage, she could almost understand. “I’ll bet I could.” Her blue eyes snapped back up to meet her companion’s and she perked an eyebrow. “But if that’s what you want, you ought to tell me. I don’t play games.” 

Tamora was a little taken aback by her forwardness---she has long considered being direct a quality typically absent in the general population. But, she kept her face level and nodded---she could certainly adjust her approach. “I think I would enjoy that, if you could be discreet. I’m not sure the minister would approve of any fraternization.” She said, emphasizing the last word with a smirk. “Perhaps I could stop by your place sometime?”

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nottatty:

Atalia kept her body still for a moment, one leg crossed over the other, arms crossed her her chest. She wasn’t sure what she should tell Tamora, but she knew she trusted the older woman. She was the one to teach Atalia to be as headstrong as she was–her family sure as hell hadn’t taught her that. Glancing back at the closed door, she remembered the charm Tamora had placed on the room and decided she could talk. “I haven’t been going to the Death Eater meetings recently. There’s no excuse, but it’s been harder to get away.” Atalia knew it was a small fib, but she knew Tamora wouldn’t approve. “Let’s just say that father isn’t too pleased with me.”

Tamora bit her lip and looked on Atalia with a concerned expression. The Death Eaters couldn’t afford dissent in their ranks right now---not when they were inching so much closer to success every day. “I was wondering about that.” she admitted, picking through her mind as to the best method to deal with this. “We have a difficult job, Atalia. Not many could do what we do, and it’s strenuous. If it was easy for you I would be worried.” Of course it had never been particularly difficult for Tamora, but she knew that she was often an outlier, not to mention several years older than the girl in front of her. “What can I do to help you?”

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carnifexmuggletum:

“Thank you, Tamora,” he gave her a little smile as he took a seat across the desk from her. “I was told to keep these papers confidential, anyway.”

“Of course.” she said, resting her head on her palms and leaning forward with a smile. “How are things at your end of the Ministry? Busy?”

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aislinnxbrennan:

Aislinn’s gaze trailed along the other woman’s face and down her body, at least what wasn’t hidden behind her desk. As one of the most beautiful women she’d ever laid eyes upon, Aislinn had no problem offering Tamora a smile. “Perhaps it’s time that changed. I admire anyone with a strong work ethic, but someone who cannot allow themselves a night to indulge in some stress relief? You aren’t doing yourself any favours.”

Tamora noticed the way the other woman’s eyes drifted, but she kept her own steadily trained on Aislinn’s face, smiling, teasing. “I would certainly be open to it.” she said, her voice deep and slow. She learned forward, grateful for the mauve top with its plunging neckline that she had picked out that morning. It had been intended to entice Mr. Shacklebolt, but this was a welcome surprise. “Getting out some of this pent-up energy would be very good for me. If I could find someone that could handle it.”