Taurus Avery.

Where the bloody hell are you?

dogstarrynight

I’d bloody well hope not. It’s shit enough as it is running into you by accident.

The feeling is quite mutual, Black. Perhaps you should be on your way.

#chat #chat: sirius

Where the bloody hell are you?

itsjamesfuckingpotter

Oh? Did you miss me?

As much as an ulcer.

#chat #chat: james

Where the bloody hell are you?

dogstarrynight

Looking for someone?

#No phone #chat #chat: starter #kq starter

Certainly not you.

#chat #chat: sirius

Where the bloody hell are you?

Oh darling, you look quite dashing today.

Oh, my mistake, sweetheart. You’re an angel. I must be confusing you with someone else.

A woman's memory.

Oh darling, you look quite dashing today.

Oh, in that case, feel free to go get in fights. Merlin knows you and Vincent will be getting into as much as possible.

Rani, darling, what are you on about? Me? Fights? Never.

Oh darling, you look quite dashing today.

Aw, I’m honored. In that case, I’m going to treasure it.

And you even get some in return. Careful, don’t boast. You might have some boys picking fights.

Good. Treasure all my love.

Boys pick fights with me anyways.

Oh darling, you look quite dashing today.

Well your heart belongs to someone else now. Shh, keep it there.

But I prefer to share my love.

Oh darling, you look quite dashing today.

Um, thanks love?

Don't pull away just because I'm in love.

#I dont even know #Taurus is touching your face #unless your an old person #then stay away #and if he hates you its said with venom #chat #chat: starter #kq starter

Oh darling, you look quite dashing today.

Returning || Barty&Taurus

thebartycrouchjnr

Barty wasn’t really listening to Taurus or paying attention to his surroundings, having become lost within his own mind shortly before the meeting began, being around Voldemort was simply intoxicating, The Man radiated power, it rolled off him in roiling waves of malevolent energy, smothering out weakness and light with all the force of a lethifold at prey leaving only the darkness behind.

It was beautiful in it’s own way he thought, not that he would ever say that out loud, Taurus would likely never let it go. Though the comment about the scent of his clothes had caught his attention and was certainly open for a retort, Barty smirked inwardly musing that it might also stop the older boy nattering for a moment or two.

Then he could concentrate on more important things, like how to make a more significant impression on Voldemort during the next meeting, he couldn’t afford to do anything but beyond his best, not in these early days, not if he ever wanted to receive the honor of the Dark Mark.

”Considering this festering cesspool we are currently wading through smelling these robes is the furthest thing from my mind, though seeing as you came up with the thought, perhaps you have such an vulgar aspiration? Do tell me if you wish for some privacy with your own clothing later , I won’t judge you”

Barty was rather pleased with his response, however he did increase his stride, no sense in being too close to Tarus’s Wand , just in case the boy decided to hex him for his remark.

Taurus noticed Barty quicken his pace, trying to stay far enough ahead that Taurus would not decide to test one of his various spells on him. Tutoring from Dolohov and Mulciber who had spent most of his final year away from the school taking over muggle towns. Barty would have nothing on him, at least not for a long while and even then Taurus suspected he would be the males superior. Barty would never not be ridiculously obscene with his obsession for the Dark Lord.

"You couldn't even if you wanted to, Fifth Year," Taurus responded as he side stepped a rat that ran by. "Unless you intend to spy on your elders, I'm sure Evan would enjoy an audience to his bedding of whatever girl he picked for the evening," he smirked. His own girlfriend was in the hospital wing. As the thought came to him he wondered if visiting her would be the right thing to do, the normal thing to do. But his desire was more on Mulciber and the plans they could make. The things they could do together. No doubt a kiss, a compliment and some form of a gift would go over well and all would be forgiven for not seeing her in the hospital.

Taurus continued walking, speeding up his long strides to make a point that no matter if he ran Taurus would be able to catch him. He would not attack the boy, it would be such a waste of his time attacking one of his own. Injuring Barty would make the lot of them look bad and no doubt when they returned to the hospital, if Taurus had his way, Barty would be bloody and covered in sewage which would only give away the fact they had snuck out.

"Or did you specifically have the desire to see me?" Taurus questioned with a tiny smirk on his face. Fingers moving to his pockets, jacket creasing as his hands got in the way of where it sat on his hips. "I know you are jealous of the relationship my family as with the Dark Lord but watching me so you can imagine yourself as me later is extreme and...well, too unrealistic, try Reg, you're about the same build with the same sexual experiences," Taurus laughed loudly. Everyone knew Taurus was a virgin but no doubt Barty was like Regulus and did not kiss women. Taurus had kissed two, the same amount of men he had kissed though no one knew of the men and that was how Taurus would keep it.

#para #para: barty

Returning || Barty&Taurus

The smell of piss and shit wafted into Taurus Avery’s upturned nose, despite the scarf he had pulled up over it he could still practically taste the near vomit educing smell. He hated the walk to and from meetings, escaping and returning to the school that was more of a prison than a home, though with security measures clearly as minimal as a muggle jail. Pathetic Dumbledore actually thought he was doing a good job of keeping the fifth he allowed to wander through the halls safe. Every time Taurus or one of his fellow Slytherin’s put someone in the hospital wing however it was merely another comment to his inaccuracy. Despite evidence to the contrary Taurus didn’t underestimate Dumbledore, or any of those who intended to challenge him or anyone who followed the Dark Lord because underestimating anyone got you killed and he had no intention of dying any time soon. So as he walked he did so with caution, evident in his step that was normally more steadfast than it was in these sewers that would return them to Hogsmeade.

He wish there were more of them. Rather he was alone with Barty Crouch, the punch line to their jokes…when they didn’t include Potter and his merry band of moronic and over confident blood traitors. Evan had decided to stay behind, clearly distracted by the blonde with legs so tight Avery suspected anyone else would have needed a crowbar to tear them open. Evan however had the tongue of a deadly poet, lies sung so sweetly even Taurus had let himself be drawn in…for a moment only. Mulciber was so distracted with Severus’ newly created spell he was testing it on anyone stupid enough to allow the boy with mischievous eyes a go at them. Then there was Severus himself, studying away. He had hoped to be able to convince Regulus to come along but he was so distracted with his own thoughts lately. So, he was stuck with the boy more sexually disturbed than the previously mentioned Black.

“Keep up, Junior, smell the roses on your own time,” he teased. The redeeming quality of Barty’s desire to torture was overshadowed by his obsession with the Dark Lord personally. Everyone suspected the little perve of coveting things that were beyond his reach, that and his age left him as bait for their in house ridicule. “Surely you’ll be able to relive it as you smell your clothing later,” Taurus smirked, though when he went through more articles of clothing than any woman either knew he wasn’t truly one to comment about the treatment of clothing.

#para #para: barty

Private.

auroraxsinistra

[Mary began to squirm in his grip. She cursed silently under her breath. Why did she stop running?] More bloody sense than you will ever have. [Mary jammed her knee in the boy’s groin to loosen his grip well enough for wiggle loose. The girl ran for the sake of her life. She took refuge in a dark alley. Maybe she would lose the boy. The girl was consumed by the shade of the passageway.]

[ Taurus winced as she jammed her knee into his privates, amazed she could even lift her knee that high. ] Bitch! [ He watched as she ran, lips tight and snaring. He breathed heavy as he felt the pain echoing in his nerves, waiting for it to fade. When he finally did he ripped his want from his coats pocket. ] Incendio! [ He shot it in the direction she had gone, a bin at the front of the alley between stores lighting on fire. ] Come out, mudblood!

#chat #chat: mary

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”I’m sure it’s not. I think we’ve established that I’m not your type. Why are you so concerned with my looks, anyway?”

Am I not focused on grandeur? Like the spoiled little brat I am?

#chat #chat: remus

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”Your poor self-reflective capacity worries me. But I applaud your determiation when it comes to attempting to offend me. I tend not to measure people’s worth by how much hair product they’re using.”

It's not just the hair and if you think so maybe you need some self-reflection.

#chat #chat: remus

Nope, you’re banned from hugs for the next week.

Dull.

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”Hmm, well I used to find you amusing. With your delusions of grandeur and whatnot when you’re barely above average at best. But you’re just genuinely messed up, aren’t you?”