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Post by zachary oliver wood on Apr 12, 2011 18:14:20 GMT
 exactly why zachary felt that he had to complete every single dare that was laid out in front of him was something he often found himself wondering. there was nothing to gain from doing them. then again, he risked losing his reputation if he didn't and he was quite happy the way things were. this one had started when he'd got into an argument with a friend who said he acted like nothing scared him but he was just a fake. zach wasn't going to stand for that and asked him what he'd need to do to prove that he was who he claimed to be. he was always doing things to prove himself to other people because at the end of the day, how can you say something's true if there's no proof? faith just wasn't good enough for zack. as a result, he had to spend a night on his own in the shrieking shack without running home to his mother. it was just a creepy old house from a bunch of ghost stories, how hard could it be?
after putting some clothes, blankets and food into a rucksack, he waited until it was just dark enough outside to walk around without being seen or at least recognised if he did get caught. zachary walked quickly through the grounds towards the whomping willow. it had taken several trips to the hospital wing to test all of their theories on how to get the tree to stay still but he and his friends had eventually figured it out. pulling his wand out of his pocket, zach levitated a nearby stick and pressed the knot on the trunk. the branches slowed down before coming to a complete halt, allowing him to run towards the roots and slip into the secret passage. it seemed to get more cramped each time he used it though he had thought he had stopped growing. eventually he reached the end of the tunnel, emerging into the shack.
zack pulled a blanket out of the bag and laid it out on the floor of one of the rooms. he threw his backpack down next to it and sat down, pulling a packet of crisps from inside. it was starting to get late as without the full moon in the sky zachary wouldn't have been able to see anything through the mostly boarded up window. he laid down on the blanket, pulling another over him. after a few minutes, he heard muffled footsteps, prompting him to open his eyes. he sat up when he heard scratching a few minutes later, only to be followed by a few seconds of silence. zach swalled the lump that had formed in his throat when there was the distinct sound of sniffing at the door. 'don't be stupid, it's probably just one of the boys trying to scare you.' he didn't lay back down though. he wanted to know who else was in the shack before he went to sleep.
clothes as in this picture. lyrics she wolf by shakira. tagged theodore remus lupin. word count five hundred. |
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Post by theodore remus lupin on Apr 12, 2011 19:34:43 GMT
Straddle the line, in discord and rhyme [/color]  I'm on the hunt I'm after you[/center][/color] Teddy had recently got back from his trip away to visit the closest werewolf 'pack', something had happened there he didnt like to talk about but people knew and he was close to getting fired by Styx if it wasnt for the fact Dumbledore had hired a werewolf, that meant Styx could, Styx's ego had finally helped someone. It was too late for teddy to have taken a wolfsbane potion every day of the week and it was a full moon out, so he was currently sitting upstairs awake, terrified, what if he broke out and made it to Hogwarts, he was sure someone would be on watch anyway so people would be fine, his father had done this plenty of times, he could do this, no problem.
It was getting dark outside, he couldn't see out because the room he was in had boarded up windows, he could only tell it was getting ark because light no longer shone through the cracks, he could feel it, deep down, something changing within him, he thought he heard something, his head snapped staring at the doorway, had he heard something he hoped not, if he had e hoped it was an animal, it was too late to do anything now anyway, he bit down on a chair leg to stop himself from screaming out, sure it was the shrieking shack so he probably could have, but he didn't want anyone to investigate the noise, he felt himself chaining and the immense pain flowing through his body he only had time for a brief thought about his poor father having to go through this so many times, then it took over.
The beast that Teddy now was looked around the room and sniffed the air, it smelt something, meat, flesh, food. It made it's way towards the door easily pushing it open, it made it's way to another door, this time it was boarded up, still no match for the beast though, it scratched the door a few times attempting to get through, the door was old and swung open after the fifth or so scratch, everything fell silent. The beast sniffed the air again, searching for the scent, it could hear the breath of it's future victim and smell it's scent through the air, the beast sniffed the bottom of a door, it's victim waiting on the other side. "AROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO" the beast howled into the air, a sound that would make the bravest man shiver in fear. [/blockquote] Mouth is alive with juices like wine
And I'm hungry like the wolf [/color] clothes: none (werewolf form) lyrics: hungry like the wolf - duran duran notes: dont like this template but oh well.[/size] |
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Post by zachary oliver wood on Apr 12, 2011 20:01:12 GMT
zachary had never been able to work out the difference between adrenaline and fear. when he jumped out of a tree into the lake, he got a buzz that would scare most people. when he dived on his broom almost vertically, he got a buzz that would scare most people. he had always assumed that it was fear if you didn't like it and adrenaline if you did. right now he wasn't so sure. he knew that scratching with your hands sounded very different to claws and the noises he was hearing certainly weren't from hands. the footsteps didn't sound much heavier than a human but still suggested something a little larger than he was acquainted with. the howl certainly wasn't human.
he felt his hairs stand on end as a shiver ran down his spine. yeah, this was definitely fear. zach was more scared than he'd ever imagined and he definitely didn't like it. the gryffindor grabbed his rucksack and started pulling everything out in a frantic search for his wand. his gut sank when he got to the bottom of the bag and hadn't found it. where had he put it? he knew he'd brought it with him; he'd used it to get into the passageway. had he dropped it between the willow and the shack? he certainly hoped not. no, he couldn't have done. it had been wedged tightly in his jeans and he'd have felt it under his legs while crawling if he had. it had to be somewhere in the room. it had to be.
clothes as in this picture. lyrics she wolf by shakira. tagged theodore remus lupin. word count two hundred and sixty. |
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Post by theodore remus lupin on Apr 12, 2011 20:19:46 GMT
Straddle the line, in discord and rhyme [/color] I'm on the hunt I'm after you[/center][/color] The door swung open rather fast, so fast it swung back and hit the beast in the face, the beast whimpered for a split second, purely out of shock, then ripped the door off it's hinges and tossed it to the side. It's eyes fell upon the boy, the boy who's scent it has followed to this very room, the boy it longed to devour, the boy who would soon be it's victim. It stepped into the room staring at the boy, deep down Teddy was fighting the beast, trying to make it stop, deep deep down, so deep down there was nothing he could do, he wouldnt even remember this. The beast growled at the boy who was moving around frantically, only making the beast more eager to slay it and devour it.
It pounced towards the boy landing in front of him and digging it's fangs into the boy's leg the taste of blood was almost instant, and it tasted good. The animal pulled its fangs out of the boy and ran it's tongue across them, he put a paw down on the boy's chest and growled into the boy's terrified face. It once again howled into the air "ARROOOOOOO" a calling to the other werewolves, 'we feast tonight on human'. Although there were no other werewolves to hear it's call, it was ready to feed. [/blockquote] Mouth is alive with juices like wine
And I'm hungry like the wolf [/color] clothes: none (werewolf form) lyrics: hungry like the wolf - duran duran notes: dont like this template but oh well.[/size] |
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Post by zachary oliver wood on Apr 12, 2011 20:44:39 GMT
zack turned around and started looking through the things he'd thrown out of the bag. a hoodie, a couple of chocolate frogs, a packet of fizzing whizbees, some more blankets and a change of clothes. where was his wand? his search was disrupted as the werewolf burst through the doorway. his scream was caught in his throat, either because his body wasn't used to doing so or else he'd trained himself so well not to do so that his body stopped him automatically. it leapt at him, sinking it's teeth into his leg and zachary yelled out in pain. so he did still have the ability to scream though thankfully without sounding like a girl.
his eyes caught sight of a stick poking out from underneath the blanket that was acting as his bed. his wand? he wasn't sure if it hurt more when the wolf pulled out its fangs than when it put them in but he didn't want to let it happen again so he could compare. all he needed was a second, just one second, and he'd be able to get his wand. if he didn't... they'd be lucky to even find scraps of him left to take home to his family. it put a paw on his chest, forcing him flat onto the floor. its breath stunk of flesh and blood and it took him a few moments to realise that it was his. there was no way he was putting his hands anywhere near those teeth; he could fly with a limp but he couldn't catch the snitch with his wrists.
whether the creature above him was a werewolf or not, which he was rather certain it was, he knew of only one spot on its body that could get it off him. he'd never heard of a female werewolf, though he was sure there were some out there, and the lack of anything protruding from its chest suggested it was male. 'sorry, but you did bite my leg.' he thought before driving his uninjured leg upwards, kneeing the werewolf between the legs.
clothes as in this picture. lyrics she wolf by shakira. tagged theodore remus lupin. word count three hundred and forty nine. |
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Post by theodore remus lupin on Apr 12, 2011 21:00:58 GMT
Straddle the line, in discord and rhyme [/color] I'm on the hunt I'm after you[/center][/color] The wolf stared into the eyes of the boy, it readied it's head to strike the boy in the neck and end the boy's life so it could feast on his remains, but it was stopped, by a rather painful and sudden attack to a rather private and sensitive area. The werewolf jumped backwards whining, although it had been hurt, it had only made the creature more angry and more focused on ending the boys life, it grabbed the door it had torn off the wall earlier and threw it past the boy in anger and then readied itself to pounce and finish this off once and for all.
This time it wasnt just going to pounce and land in front of the boy, but it was going to land on the boy, straight on him, it's claws would pierce the boy's skin and the wolf would win the battle. The so called 'battle' was very one sided at the moment, the wolf was bound to win, something inside the beast knew this, so it pounced at the boy, planning to end the struggle once and for all. It's hind legs forcing it upwards and forwards as it flew through the air, heading towards the boy, heading towards it's foe, heading towards it's dinner. [/blockquote] Mouth is alive with juices like wine
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Post by zachary oliver wood on Apr 12, 2011 21:17:42 GMT
zach was free! for the time being anyway. he lunged for his wand, wrapping his hand around the handle and clambering to his feet. this certainly hadn't been part of the deal. spend the night in the shrieking shack on your own, sure. no problem. battle a werewolf without your wand for half the time? no way. that was crazy. now that he had his wand, the odds were a little more even if not tipped in his favour. all the werewolf had was it size, strength and teeth. zachary had the wand and all he needed to do was mutter a few words and he was safe. unfortunately that wouldn't be the case straight away - he couldn't apparate, he didn't have any floo powder and he didn't know how to make a portkey. that meant he had to get back to the castle the muggle way and hope the wolf was too big to get through the tunnel.
his back was facing the wall but he had more confidence now. that didn't really count for much now that he'd just pissed the werewolf off even more. the pain in his leg was incredible and he could hardly feel his foot at all with the rest of his lower leg starting to go numb. getting all his stuff was the least of his concerns; he just wanted to get the hell out of that shack. the beast leapt towards him. no, not towards him, at him. its intent was unmistakable and zach wasn't willing to let it get that far. "stupefy!" he didn't wait to see if the red light hit the wolf, instead bolting for the door as fast as he could with his leg in its current state. he dived into the tunnel and started crawling, hoping that his spell had been enough.
clothes as in this picture. lyrics she wolf by shakira. tagged theodore remus lupin. word count two hundred and twenty eight. |
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Post by theodore remus lupin on Apr 13, 2011 9:51:42 GMT
Straddle the line, in discord and rhyme [/color] I'm on the hunt I'm after you[/center][/color] The spell hit the wolf and the wolf fell. Lying on the floor asleep, or that's how it seemed, but seconds later it's eyes slowly opened and scanned the room, the boy had gone, but the scent hadn't. The beast sprinted on all fours out the door towards to tunnel, just in time to see a foot disappear into it. The wolf snapped at the tunnel and growled into the darkness, reaching his paw inside to try and seize his escaping meal. It was too late, the boy was to far in the tunnel for the wolf to get to, it let off a vicious and furious howl and started to tear up the shack.
It started throwing chairs, pulling down doors, smashing windows, and when it was done destroying the building it sat itself down on the floor of one of the rooms, it could still smell the boy but the scent was thin now, there wasnt enough for it to chase, it had lost. The wolf then made it's way upstairs unsure what to do now it had lost it's food. It curled up on floor and lay there, it's eyes scanning the room, it's ears on end and it's nose sniffing the air for a new scent. It found one a few seconds later, the scent of a deer. The wolf jumped to it's feet, jumped out of one of the windows and ran on all fours towards it's new possible dinner. [/blockquote] Mouth is alive with juices like wine
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