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Post by Laurasia on Sept 6, 2006 10:50:54 GMT -5
Kaylie crept quietly into Barty Jr's room. She immediately noticed that the man was still snoring. Still asleep then. She stood & wondered whether she should rouse him or not. After all she didn't really know Barty as she did her family. Perhaps he didn't like being awoken.
She knew that Cedric had already awoken though & thought that the two of them might enjoy some brunch or coffee, so she resolved to wake him. She slowly crept towards the bed & found a limp leather-clad arm dangling over the edge. Carefully closing her small hand around the large fingers she whispered "Master Barty". Suddenly the hand closed around her own & she found herself being yanked upward into the bed with the man. He rolled over slightly & threw his arm over her now lying down body. "Winky" he mumbled before settling back down. Not knowing what to do Kaylie lied there frozen in shock.
Edit: Boy I must have typed this one while half asleep! I fixed all of the typos. LOL!
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Post by Brandybuck on Sept 15, 2006 23:53:14 GMT -5
Cedric
As he stepped out of the shower, he was elated to find that he felt a hundred times better than he had upon awakening. Cedric left his room and headed down the stairs. Upon entering the den, he saw that the Daily Prophet had already arrived.
Good, he thought. He sat down in his favorite armchair by the floo. Cedric realized that he wanted some coffee while he read the paper. "Kaylie." he called. He was stunned when she did not appear at his side. He lowered the paper, and raised his voice higher. "Kaylie??" Still nothing. Frowning now, he set aside the paper, and proceeded back up the stairs. Something told him to check the room that Barty was staying in. As he pushed open the door to the bedroom, he saw a very surprising..as well as humorous..sight before him. Barty had his arm wrapped around Kaylie, while Kaylie stared with frightened eyes. It was obvious that she dared not move for fear of waking Barty.
Cedric smiled down at her. "It's allright, Kaylie. I will wake him for you. I am certain that he means you no harm." He leaned over and lightly shook Barty's shoulder. "Barty?"
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Post by Laurasia on Sept 17, 2006 10:49:11 GMT -5
Barty Crouch Jr
He sat on his bed at the back of the manor, his will to move straining against the grogginess of his mind. Sweat beads appeared across his forehead though they were just as unseen as the rest of his body was. Exhuasted, his head fell forward & the feeling of his invisiblity cloak soaking up the perspiration became noticeable. His heart burned in his chest like a furnace &, had he been able, he would have broke down a sobbed loudly. His body just sat there though as it had for so many years. His head pounded, his stomach clenched. He wanted to scream, to tear the cloak from off of his body & bring the entire manor down with his bear hands. Yet still, his bady sat frozen & silent behind it's cloak. The door opened across the room & his ears strained to hear who it could be. He feared that it would be his father come once more to re-enforce the Imperious spell that kept him in his current state. Barty always tried his best to fight the effects of the spell, & seemed to be getting better at it. However his father always seemed to know when it needed to be re-cast. He gathered his resolve again. If it did prove to be his father he would leap from his psychic chains & destroy him. He always told himself this, even though he knew that his body wouldn't be able to act according to his wishes. He would killed him with invocation-free magic, but the Imperius left his mind so cloudy that clearly focusing on any one spell was all but impossible. Especially one of the Unforgivables.
He suddenly became aware of his house elf, Winky. The only person in the world that cared or even knew of Barty's circumstance. She hugged him tightly & lowered the cloak from over his head. Noticing the sweat on his brow she sighed & began wiping it off with the sleeve of her dress. "Now, now Master Barty. You shouldn't strain yourself so much. It can only hurt you more. I will find a way to get you out, I swear it. Until then you must rest. You'll need your strength when you are free." She pulled a comb from her dress pocket & began to carefully comb through the knots in his hair.
"Barty?" Cedric's voice came filtering through his mind. Cedric? his mind reeled. Why is he here? Suddenly the image of his cloak-covered body drew further away from his mind's eye. He opened his eyes suddenly & looked down at the house elf that he was holding. It wasn't Winky that he saw. "Winky?!" he yelled out in his confusion.
Immediately the small elf appeared next to his bed. With a look of surprise at finding her master literally in bed with another elf she stuttered. "M-master Barty? Are you okay?"
Barty snapped his head towards the elfs voice & grabbed her quickly. "Winky, there you are. I thought this elf was you, but it's not."
Winky giggled chirpedly as Barty snatched her up from the floor & pulled her close, clearly confused. "It's okay Master Barty. This is Kaiylie. She's Master Cedric's house elf, remember?"
Barty blinked a couple of times towards the clearly frightened house elf with his tongue flicking out. "Kaiylie? Oh Kaiylie!" he cried with recognition. "I'm so sorry." He looked up & finally noticed Cedric standing next to the bed. "Ced?" He cleared his throat & straightened up, sitting Winky back down on the bed. "How long have you been there?"
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