Zara

Grab a cop gun kinda crazy She's poison but tasty Yeah, people say, "Run, don't walk away" 'Cause she's sweet but a psycho A little bit psycho At night she's screamin' "I'm-ma-ma-ma out my mind" See, someone said, "Don't drink her potions" She'll kiss your neck with no emotion When she's mean, you know you love it 'Cause she tastes so sweet, don't sugarcoat it

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Zahi & Zara

@zahishafiq

Zara had had a difficult shift. Part of the problem had undoubtedly been the elves. They were entirely out of control and who seemed to want to bother her every second. The days she had struggled with drinking blood were getting longer and longer, and each irritation was starting to get more and more difficult to control. So, when she left the bank and could feel the fresh air, what she wanted most at that moment was a well-roasted meat and pumpkin juice. Her eyes looked up, admiring the clear sky before the confusion of voices around her, would it Zara with no mercy. Sooner, when she moved around, her eyes hit the boy she had met at a party. She certainly didn't remember his name, but despite all the stress she was trying to explode, she moved towards him with a smile. "Look that. We see people beyond a dance floor." Zara smiled in amusement. "I don't remember your name."

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vanja-novak‌:

Perhaps he was too quick to answer Zara’s deliberate bating, but Vanja still figured that he could turn it around so this wasn’t on him, if he tried hard enough. “Don’t bother, Zara, for your own safety. He runs with the other kind…” While Vanja could flat out tell Zara that he was well aware of who Tristan associated with nor did he want to give their identity away when it wasn’t his secret to tell, he could use it to keep her at bay, at least. “Leave him alone.”

She didn't care who that man was with, much less who he lived with. But with his cousin, and it seemed that the matter was very delicate for him. Zara drank a little more of his blood and looked at him with extreme amusement in his eyes. She and her cousin were antagonistic in many ways. Adding the vampirism, Zara had realized that the distance had been the best for both of them. "Are you sure? Because if he hangs out with bad people, should you be concerned about keeping me away from him?" She raised her eyebrow in mild discomfort at the situation they were having. "You shouldn't be worried about me, but about you. Why did he tell me he has your animal."

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fawley-en-face‌:

“Changes in the runes” hardly seemed like proof that things were “in perfect order,” but Henry knew nothing about money and even less about banks, so he’d trust the woman on her word. The very pretty, eerily-flawless woman. Perhaps she was a quarter veela? Henry would envy such a small percentage of magical blood; such people got all the perks of beauty and none of the obvious alienation that came with it. 

“There have been a few break-ins recently, haven’t there?” He’d read about them in the Prophet- there had been an explosion in the lower vaults a while back, and more recently a thief alert within the building. Perhaps he should consider moving his money? But his vault was hardly positioned near anyone’s of importance. 

He watched her runework with undisguised interest. “Is runic security your main task here?”

She looked at the other with a neutral expression, as she moved her hair. “It’s necessary from time to time, sir. New strategies and combinations can prove to be safer than the past ones. This bank always needs this kind of update.” Especially after all the break-ins before she was inside. Zara looked to the other and confirmed his question, coming closer to him so the conversation could turn more private. He was a customer, so she needed to respect him. “No. I am an Arithimancer. I tend to use a combination of mathematics and arithmetics structures that any vault cannot be open without some important things. As you can see, if you open your vault, the sound of several mechanical lockers are open in a complex combination.” She took a deep breath. “I normally help too with the new vaults, bringing new magical ideas for them. Sometimes, when needed, I update the others.” She looked to the door, and with a simple movement, she offered him to open. “Why don’t you try to listen? You will feel safer that this is the best system you could have.”

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advance-emmeline‌:

“I don’t need a new person, I’ve got Maura.” Emm said stoutly refusing the idea that just because Maura was in Germany meant that Emm didn’t love her any more or something. Sure, she wished she could get laid more often especially considering Maura’s excellent learning curve, but that didn’t mean she needed someone new. Hestia and Zara needed dates. Emm just needed Germany to stop being so bloody far away. 

“You, however, definitely need a good one-night person. Unless it’s going to mess with your record?” It occurred to her then how very little she knew about Zara and her habits. Good thing they were already out drinking. “If it will I’ll lay off and just kick your ass at drinking and darts. Are we drinking to drink or drinking for fun because those are two very different drink orders.”

“I am sorry.” Zara raised her hands and smiled at the other. “Please, forgot that I said this horrible thing.” She shrugged at the other’s affirmation. It’s not like she didn’t anyone, but at the end of the story, she was a predator. And being able to drain someone’s blood could be an issue, even that sometimes people would love to have her near to feel the adrenaline as she was feeding herself. “I have to say that we can get a pause on one-night person idea. I think I am not a safe person until I am confident enough not to drink someone’s blood during sex.” She smiled as Emm was saying about darts and nodded. “We need to have fun, Emm. So please, show me how you have fun around here without me thinking about blood. I need that. And you didn’t say what do you want to drink, Emm.”

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a killing practice; Moody and Zara

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the-last-moody‌:

Moody usually would have attacked the other as she turned her back on him, but he resisted the urge. After all, she wasn’t actually an auror in training. He also knew well enough that she could probably stop an attack well enough. 

Instead he shrugged slightly when she looked at him. “How about this. First one that gets pushed off of the mats loses. No illegal spells, and no intent to kill but nothing else. Not a traditional duel.” Moody said looking at the other. “Does that sound good?” 

His hand was still and his wand, but it wasn’t something he was fussed about. He was more often than not loosely attached to his wand. He’d learned from a young age not rely on overly showy displays of power. 

She listened carefully to Moody's rules while turning her wand at her hand. Zara had been fighting inside Durmstrang, where most of the students lived in duel training. It would be interesting to compete with someone who was in the middle of the battle. The style was stronger and quicker than others. "Perfect. It seems reasonable to me." Zara nodded seriously. "Then we should train to fight. You seem to have ideal fists for that." And with the sentence, she used a high impact spell to make him fly through the air. She hoped that Moody was not surprised that she wanted to show strength from the start. Zara didn't know how to live things in half. The red eyes of vampirism indicated that.

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vanja-novak‌:

Vanja rolled his eyes and tried to ignore her comments the best he could. That was, until she mentioned his cat. Brows furrowing, he was struck with genuine confusion for a moment. “A man looking after my cat?” Then, it dawned on him, likely too quickly for him to realize the look of confusion had been replaced by wide-eyed glances of worry. Shit. Vanja tried to play it off like he wasn’t terrified that Zara might have met Tristan, but it likely was too late. “I have no idea what you could possibly be talking about…”

She had managed to get his attention. Zara sipped her drink with a cheeky smile on her lips. She wasn't as foolish as her cousin imagined, was she? "Or maybe he's more important than I thought, Vanja." She smiled at the blood she drank and looked at him again with a brief laugh. "Tristan, is his name not? With a clear accent that is as foreign as we are." She looked at him with brief amusement and continued. "His blood looked delicious to me. The veins were beating at a great rate. If he's not important, would you mind if I killed him for his blood?"

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xio-r‌:

“Oh?” Xiomara’s interest piqued at the mention of different magics. She knew banks back in Brazil were way complicated, though her parents never really took her there. Just on her 16th birthday, more of a thing to show that they had something for her and Tristan. But she had never thought of Gringot’s as something more than just one kind of magic. “ Can you tell me more about that?” She asked, returning her glance to the girl. “I never really thought of it as something more. In my head, it was always one thing and then done.” She grinned, her arms remaining crossed over her chest. “My name is Xiomara, by the way.” The girl extended her arm to the woman across from her. 

“Nice to meet you Xiomara, I am Zara.” She looked to the other and smiled as she cleaned her hands and offered to Xiomara. “Sure, do you have how much time?” She moved closer to the other. “Well, it’s common that many people think about that too, because everyone just wants to see their money and belongs safe.” Zara touched the system she was working on, and the lights started to move and reveal several types of runes and numbers. “Here, we protect according to your key, ideas, and what it’s inside. I can see how much it’s inside and when it was the last time you came with your key. If someone stolen your money, I will discover too.”

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Assessing (Cave) Options

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remuslxpns‌:

siriuslyxpadfoot‌:

Sirius smiled as Remus walked toward them. “Nice to meet you along this dingy stretch of cave this evening.” He started moving forward along it, figuring they might as well get to work now that the gang was all there. He turned, moving backward with as easy a gate as he could as Zara started talking. “You could say that. The tunnels weren’t strictly speaking student-accessible, but there weren’t a lot of places at Hogwarts that we didn’t know.” Shooting a knowing look at Remus, he turned around just in time to notice a shadow along the cave wall. 

“There’s a side tunnel here. I’m not sure Slughorn could fit through with that belly of his, but do you think it’s worth investigating?” Sirius paused and looked in at the opening. He held his wand up as high as he could, the light from the lumos he’d cast earlier shining over stark rock and a long path that he couldn’t see the end of. Zara probably had a good point about Gringotts. Hopefully someone else would think to check there and see if they could get some good information out of less abrasive goblets. He called not it on that job, though.

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The tunnel was long and narrow and Remus would have felt claustrophobic enough without adding two other people. He cocked a brow in the direction of Sirius and gave a gracious smile to Zara. It had been simple to get inside the tunnel from the school, but he knew that not everything could be effortless going forward. They were on a mission after all and the tunnel was spacious and available for any conspicuous surprises. “They were only accessible to four foolish boys. And now men-well sort of.”

“Do you or Padfoot want to check it out? There might be other sizable tunnels. Did you see anything from the Hog’s Head to here?” Remus knew that this was an accessible way to escape the school and to get in, but he didn’t know what Slughorn was capable of. He thought he knew the man and it seemed by the hour, it was all dissolving. Remus threw a glance over his shoulder at Zara. “There should be another hole close by. See if that one can fit one of us instead of an inchworm.”

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"I will" She rolled her eyes, accelerating her pace and making sure that if someone were obese, they would never pass by. The spaces had been seen and she agreed that perhaps there was nothing of interest to them. Zara looked at them both with a smile, she had little idea of where they were walking and she let Remus and Sirius take care of the way. "Well, from what I see here is..." She said elsewhere and in another possible tunnel. "That we are not successful here." She soon walked towards them when she felt the ground start to shake. Her eyes widened, and she asked, "Did you guys feel it? We need to get out of here."

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Assessing (Cave) Options

[remuslxpns]

siriuslyxpadfoot‌:

@remuslxpns @zaraivanxva​

Once they were alone enough to be undisturbed, Sirius opened the portrait and gestured down the tunnel. “Other end leads to Hogwarts,” he explained to Zara, still not entirely sure why he and Remus couldn’t have handled it on their own. Then again, it was probably best not to leave any members of the Marauders to their own devices, even if Sirius was loathe to admit it. But they’d spent enough time sneaking around that he knew they’d be good on this. 

“Remus should be joining us any minute,” he added after glancing at his watch. He looked back at Zara curiously. He really didn’t know her all that well, but clearly she had some skills if she’d volunteered for something as potentially crazy as this could be. More to himself, he added, “Do we really think Slughorn is hiding out in one of these? Seems a little dingy for his usual level.”

It had been barely a week since Remus had accepted the position at the school and it wasn’t met with any realistic clarity. The only people who supported him were the professors and some students. He wanted to give a good impression to the students but that was met with challenging behavior from both students and other members of the community. It didn’t help that he had been late for his first day of teaching which he had already been talked to by McGonagall which only felt like he was a student again being chastised by his professor. 

Remus had heard about Slughorn missing and the Order being committed to finding him. The tunnels had worked before during the last time the Order needed the school and now Remus was offering his hand to the search. Remus made sure that he was undetected by ghosts or Filch or prefects before slipping behind a portrait. The tunnel was dark and he lit his wand, walking in the silence and dark until he heard Sirius’ muffled voice. “Oh, I don’t know. I’ve seen worse and it helped us loads. Could have been useful to him as well.”

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Zara has lived more underground recently than walking with humans. The part-vampire liked the tunnels of what made her enjoy each new turn. Yes, the space was not like in Gringotts that there was a specific map, but she could work it out with the other two. "Really? Interesting." She replied to Sirius with curiosity, thinking about how long he had stayed under that place to know directions so well. "Did you used to walk around here a lot?" She did not know Hogwarts well, or even the village. So, coming with people who knew the place entirely was mandatory to Zara. She was there to make sure those two didn't get out dead or with severe damages. In other words: she was like a Christmas ornament there. "Hello Remus." She commented in a low tone, watching him well in the shadows, as she was used to doing. "I must make my words yours." She looked at Remus again. "I didn't know him, but if he's around here, he certainly has a secret compartment or place. As in Gringotts." She broke her neck and stared at the two of them hoping they would think in some direction. If, where Sirius had pointed was Hogwarts, where could that man be? "Suggestions?"

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nottsofiya‌:

Sofiya hated Gringotts. It was efficient and very fair compared to other banks, but would it kill those Goblins to be a little nicer? She would usually procrastinate any Gringotts-related activity until she could convince someone to come with her but today’s mission seemed simple; take a few old family relics to the vault. And it would’ve been if Sofiya’s shrinking charm hadn’t reversed itself on to the staircase to the vault. 

After receiving little to no help from the goblin that was walking her, Sofiya managed to make it up the stairs with a grandfather clock secured in one arm and a cardboard box overflowing with books on the other. She wouldn’t have noticed the woman if she hadn’t greeted her, but hearing someone in Gringotts wishing someone a good morning was pretty refreshing. “Don’t worry about it!” Sofiya replied, slowly and awkwardly making her way towards the vault. 

Zara realized that the other one simply entered the vault, and she could only wait. She took her book with details of rituals and numerical orders from other points while letting her finish what she had to do. Soon, the goblin started to bother her. She rolled her eyes and approached him, listening to her impatience with things. If she had to wait, let it be mocking an elf. "You know that don't have to go this way, do you?" She laughed amused. "I just need to see the last detail here, and we don't want to have problems with the vaults just because you're freaking impatient."

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fawley-en-face‌:

Henry didn’t really frequent Gringotts. His personally-earned money had been spread across various muggle and wizarding ventures, or else just squirreled back into his vault here, and there had never been any reason to come here and withdraw physical gold for anything. Staying in one place as long as he had, though, necessitated the withdraw of some pocket change, though, plus a few personal items. 

Technically he also had access to the Fawley vaults, but he didn’t like to touch his adoptive parents’ money of his own accord. So he was here at his smaller, but still substantially warded, vault. 

Staring at a woman. 

“Afternoon,” he said lightly, surprised. He’d never seen anyone down here except the goblins. Not that he came often. “I can wait. Were they broken, or something?”

His brow furrowed. The last thing anyone wanted to hear about was Britain’s biggest wizarding bank being compromised. 

The man in front of her had beautiful features, and she would have to answer some questions. She couldn't expect anything less from Gringotts' customers who liked to be paranoid when they saw people working in their vaults. "Everything is in perfect order. One of the goblins reported to me this morning that he saw some changes in the runes in this region." She touched the space she was working on, and the messages started to appear in purple tones. "Yours is intact, from what I'm searching. But I will reinforce it to guarantee its safety."

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delilahxcarrow‌:

Delilah always felt like a fraud when she came to visit the Carrow vault at Gringotts. She always worried about running into Alecto or into Amycus’s mother. Even though Amycus had left his money to her in his will, before his death he had always gone to the vault and then he just gave her the money that she needed. She had never needed to go to the vault. 

But now…now she had to go there to get her money. There was just something about going into the vaults that set her on edge. Maybe it was the goblins. Or her own insecurity that they were judging her, that she didn’t belong to the Carrow vault. Delilah was taken aback to see someone already there, and for a moment she was worried that it was a Carrow. But then the woman turned and she didn’t recognize her and she felt a sense of relief. “It’s okay, i’m not in a rush,” she told the woman. “If you need to finish, go ahead.” She wasn’t sure if Alecto or Amycus’s mother had requested this, she didn’t want to get in the way.

She knew the woman who was there well, and she made a brief bow, knowing that this was the place where her possessions were. "I'm just reviewing the codes, lady." Zara smiled at her. "It is part of the annual process. And it is not always that customers have a chance to be watching here. It may take a few hours." She continued, picking up her clipboard that contained the name of Dalilah Carrow in the name of the vault. "You are the owner, correct?" If she was now the owner of the vault, there might even be something for her. "If I want, I can add something to the protection. Or withdraw. As I said before, I don't always have a chance to do this with the owner."

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remuslxpns‌:

“I would rather try and think of better names than worse ones, mind you. I’ve heard them all at this point. The poltergeist at the school always nicked me Loony Lupin which is a kinder option than the ones being given now.” Remus finally seized the paper and read over it with a timid sigh. “More natural? My fangs pop out once a month not every day…Yes, well, my senses aren’t as canine as you might think.”

Zara smiled. It shouldn't be a comfortable situation for the man in front of her. "Well, I will think more. I have some Russian ideas or in German. It's new, at least." She shrugged and nodded. "But you stay stronger during the month, right? And you are smarter than your friends, to be honest. So, we have here an advantage over the others." Zara wasn't someone who always engaged people into her missions or ideas, and she always preferred that people decided what to do and AFTER, go whatever they want. "Well, shall we go? Or do you prefer to take anything with you? I think we can see what we need for it."

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xio-r‌:

They had a joint vault, she and Tris. But at the same time, Xiomara was looking into one of her own. She was browsing, toying with the idea. It wasn’t because she didn’t trust him with the money, he was definitely the more sensible one when it came to it, but ever since her turning, she knew she had to take precautions. That a day would come where… She refused to allow the thought to get into her head. “Hi.” Xiomara smiled warmly. “Thank you… I just want to look, you know… This place… Saca a relucir la magia.” She said, before realizing where she was. “I mean it has a lot of magic… I can feel it in the walls.” 

Zara looked to the other with interest, observing the fact she wasn't clear from there. "No worries. Take your time." She crossed her arms, interested in understanding what the other had to say. There were always some wizards who came to know the space because they no longer wanted to keep their possessions indoors. In those times of war, it could be extremely dangerous and it was something that Zara herself agreed on the subject. "Yeah, it's really magical inside here. I have to say that this was one of the points why I decided to work inside here. It's not just magic... It's the possibility to combine different magical strategies to create a vault."

[vanja-novak]

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“Do you have to do that now?” Vanja groaned, rolling his eyes at his cousin. He knew that this was an essential part of Zara’s lifestyle, of course, but it didn’t mean that watching her drink blood was any less gross. Taking a cigarette out of his pocket and lighting it, Vanja took a long hit from it, blowing smoke rings in the direction of the ceiling to avoid watching her. 

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"And when do you want it? While you go to the bathroom? Or rather -It could be yours." She smiled wryly. "Who knows, I might not be slightly crazy at the end of the day." Zara sat on the couch with a bag of blood in her hands and drank from a straw. The blood ran down like whiskey, addictive, and incredibly delicious. She understood well that if she drank more and more, control could be a problem for her. He watched him light his cigarette and Zara couldn't like it. She had her own addictions. "I met a man who is looking after your cat." She looked at him puzzled, and she was curious about the story.

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trisxrojas‌:

“He is like that a lot?” Tristan said in surprise. What did they call those people that were always inviting themselves into someone else’s home to stay? A flopper? A crasher? Something destructive, Tristan was sure, because they were causing chaos and disrupting someone’s way of life.

Taking her hand and giving it a firm shake, Tristan smiled at her frankness because it made her easy to understand. “The cat is safe with me.” At least until Vanja learned better than to give a cat milk, although maybe with people like Zara and Vanja’s sister around, Vanja wouldn’t do that bad. “I like pets and I could be weird.” He allowed.

"You don't know him very well, do you?" Zara's sarcastic voice showed that she wasn't going to let him out of his games. "He keeps doing this. I have his dirty underwear at my house. I want to burn them and see if he freaks out." She smiled at the other, and sure enough, he wasn't in good condition to be close sufficient to Vanja to have his cat. "Really? And creatures? Do you like them too?" The joke never failed, but maybe Tristan didn't understand the acid humor she had. Or he wasn't able to see her fangs. "I'm glad the cat is safe. Do you have other animals that you care for? In addition to Vanja, of course."

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themalcolmgreengrass‌:

It had been almost two months since he had been anywhere near the bank. If he were doing any business in his investments with his employees, it was somewhere else and thank Salazar for that. He was still doing his own business along with being a father and editor of the Prohpet which had forbid him from returning to the scene of his own crime at the bank. 

Malcolm was hoping to make a trust fund for Daphne for when she was older and turned to find one of the bank employees. This was not a goblin and Malcolm broached a smile. “Good afternoon, I was not thinking I would see anyone down here,” he said pleasantly through thin and tight lips. “Protections? What ever for?” He knew exactly what they were for but wanted to indulge himself. 

There was always a rich man who came to the vaults certainly made Zara think about the reason they wanted to ask questions. Why? Did they think she would rob the bank that she helped to develop? Zara smiled briefly as she crossed her arms and looked at him professionally. "Each Vault has protection." The generic answer was always the ideal way for all other customers. "But the protections guarantee that money and objects are of greater value to the interested one. The mathematical combination allows for the safety of each one." She raised her eyebrow, waiting for the next question. They always came.