Latenight Patrol [open]

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The moonlight pathway led to an eerie path where the sounds of footsteps seemed to have echoed around the trees of the Forbidden Forest. The sound of wild animals were enough to bring anyone to their knees out of fear. That of course, unless you were the one thing all creates feared off. That of course being death itself. Evil in it's most pure and the walking sickle Today, Enobaria  had been instructed to patrol around the area of the Forbidden Forest. It's wasn't too scary for her as this gave her the opportunity to practice her Veela technique on any unsuspecting students or creates in the way.  She, unlike many other professors at Hogwarts, wasn't afraid of the forest. Every since being a student, she had always made herself feel comfortable in the eyes of danger. She had rush to go toward where danger was. The adrenaline rush, the fast beating heart and the extra push you get while being chased.Yes, it was all something that Enobaria had craved and enjoyed truly.  She would even often cover the other staff's shifts for those who were too coward to do the late night shift ever since the rumors had started to spread about a new so called power. Enobaria though, took no notice to any of that and placed her attention in her current job that was at hand .

"Where are you?" She whispered as she scattered around the forest becoming one with the darkness as she shifted from bush to bush, tree to tree, shadow to shadow. She was one of the beings that everyone feared about. The stories of the evil people in the forest, she was one of them. Students feared her for her confidence and well, balls to do anything really. She was 100% sure that there were students out and about the fields walking toward the forest. " Want to play a little game?" She said in a creepy tone as she crackled and began running around with her wand at the ready. She stopped in her tracks as she heard a twig snap from a distance. " Got you. " She said as she slowly approached the bush where the snap had come from.She was ready alright. Ready to kick some student arse for being out of bed and breaking school rules.

[SEVRUM SNOW]

Sevrum always put his mask on when he went hunting. The full moon was in about ten days, and he had no intention of doing anything but locking himself up when it came. The Ministry would have a field day if he was stupid enough to roam the night when they knew he would be transformed. That's why Sevrum always hunted his food in advance, took his wolfsbane potion, and stayed in his enchanted tent deep in the forest.

Although, it was quite unusual for Sevrum to be this close to the school when he hunted. Not only was it stupid, but the sound of children often scared off most of the animals. But it was late, it was quiet, and Sevrum fancied to explore a bit, so he did. After all, what was that tale about the forbidden forest? Werewolves, was it? Well, Sevrum certainly had nothing to fear.

Deer! he thought as a young doe came into sight. It looked at him, frightened, and just stood there. Too easy. Sevrum raised his wand carefully, staring through the holes in his metal mask. He aimed at the doe, whispering softly. "Avada kedavera."

For a split second, the forest lit up green, and the doe fell down without so much as a squeal, its eyes lifeless and cold. Sevrum smiled, rolling his feet as he lightly jogged toward his kill. He bent over it, running over its body with his eyes and grinning in appreciation. "You'll do just fine," he uttered before heaving it up and holding it over his shoulder.

That would suffice for this full moon. Well, that along with the other stuff he had caught in previous nights. Now, all that was left was to take it back to his tent and preserve it, but he thought he might get just a bit closer to the school. He hadn't seen so much as the tip of a tower of Hogwarts in years, and he thought that, since he had been on the run for a year now, enough heat was off of him that he could live a bit more fully.

He walked quietly through the forest, being careful to roll his feet, but then he heard a voice.

"Want to play a little game?" said a female voice not far from him. Sevrum tried to smell her out, but the scent from the deer on his shoulder was overwhelming him. Instead he followed her voice, to intrigued to stay away. Sure, he didn't want to be spotted, but he had his mask on, and he could just kill her afterwards.

He came up behind a bush, the steel of his mask flowing in the moonlight. He watched the woman, her wand drawn and a fierceness in her eyes. A twig broke under his feet.

"Got you," she said, aiming at the bush. Sevrum smiled beneath his mask. She was aiming right at him, but he thought that he would play a little game of his own. He fixed his eyes on a rather thick branch on a tree behind her. He closed his eyes, concentrated hard, and, with a pop, he disappeared from behind the bush.

With another pop, him and his dead deer appeared on the branch behind and above her, sitting down and swinging his legs off the edge. "And now I'm over here," he jeered with a jaunty tone. The steel from his mask was almost glowing white in the moonlight as he looked down at her, deer on his shoulder and wand in his hand. "So, about that game?"

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Enobaria was now 100 percent sure that there was indeed a student admits her current surroundings.  Certain that a student was in the bush garden that was in front of her, Enobarias bolted head in with her wand jabbing into whatever was there in the bush garden.  She could feel her adrenaline rushing and blood pulsing through her veins as she dove into the garden bush.  Wait a minute She thought as she heard a familiar popping noise.  She was mid way through air when her clenched face slowly started to realize what the situation was. " Oh shit. " She said as her body fell hard against the dirt floor.  Her certinty that a student was in the bush led her to jump a few meters too early in an attempt to scare the child hiding. Unfounrtantly, there was no student. There was no human. Though there was something. Something that Enobaria wasn't exactly sure of how to face. Her hands scattered the floor as she frantically searched for her wand on the floor. " Where are you come on/ " She said as he finally found what felt like her wand.  Quickly she grasped on it tight and turned around with the tip of her wand lit up with a bright red color. Her jaw dropped at the current sight she was looking at.. It was something she had never seen.

A bleeding deer, an unfamiliar voice, an something hidden behind a mask.  Not many things made Enobaria feel fear but this would of been a first It wasn't often you'd see a , whatever he was, sitting on a branch just staring at you as if it were Satan himself waiting for you to come toward him. " Who are you?" She asked as his dark voice ran chills down his spine.  Enobaria wasn't sire what she was facing, but she sure wasn't going to show to the thing that she was afraid. She never has and might never will.  " A game you say? Fine, let's play tell me who you are?"  She took one step closer thinking of what curse, spell or charm to use. It wasn't often you'd face a creature like this in the Herbology green houses and thinking of the right spell, charm, hex or curse to use often took it's time for poor little Enobaria.

[SEVRUM SNOW]

"Who are you?" she asked defensively, her voice over-projected to cover up for fear. She was hiding it rather well, but Sevrum knew fear well. He knew it when he was attacked by a werewolf, he knew it when the Ministry sent every auror and unspeakable they had after him, and he knew it in the eyes of each person he killed. As much as you hid it, fear would show itself to those who knew how to spot it.

"A game you say? Fine, let's play tell me who you are?" She demanded. Sevrum just uttered a chuckle beneath his breath. The deer had begun to bleed a bit, and a trail of blood had found its way onto Sevrum's neck. He took a finger, wiped the blood off his neck, and held it up to a slit in his mask in front if his mouth. Sticking his tongue forward and pressing it against the slit, he licked the blood off his finger.

"That's not how the game works," he muttered in a tone a bit more disturbing than he was accustomed to speaking to. While Sevrum was confident he wasn't in much danger, he would be foolish to let his guard down. After all, not many people decided to stroll through the dark forest alone at night, so there had to be something about her, even if it was just excessive bravery.

In the interest of being careful, he decided it wouldn't be very tactful to duel with a deer corpse on his shoulder, so he threw it off his shoulder, watching it fall down and smack onto the ground next to the woman. "Heads up," he joked maniacally after a cloud of loosened dirt rose around the spot the deer had fallen.

Sevrum continued to swing his legs and twist his wand in his fingers as he looked down to the woman through his mask.

"Truth or dare?"

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Unsure of what was going to happen, Enobarias started to pace around hoping that her pacing could lead her into an escape trail if needed. Her eyes pierced through the darkness to notice the soft trail of blood that was slowly dripping off the deer. Eww, eww eww!  she thought as shewatched it slowly drop in a small pile of blood. The thick sound of the droplets were enough to make anyone sick. The smell only made things worse. The strong, potent smell of blood was floating around the air. An aroma that smelled sicking and bad to the stomach. Enobaria coughed a little as she tried to stop herself from vomiting. The dark chilling voice creeped up on Enobaria. It was here she stood still almost underneath the man next to the pile of blood. " Head's up?" She whispered as she lifted her wand slowly to see the deer falling straight down on her.

She quickly screamed and jumped out of the way and with that, whipped her wand and ended up slicing the deer in half. She took a few deep breaths. This was starting to get serious. " I don't have time for these games anymore. Enobaria said as she cleaned herself up and caught her breath.  Enobaria felt the chills once again as the creature's voice began to echo through once again. " Enough with these games. " She said as she rolled her eyes and stood ready to attack. " Enobaria Thorne. Herbology Professor at Hogwarts. " She said as she decided to just play fair and get out of here quickly. " There we go, now you ?" She asked preparing herself to attack if need be.

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Sevrum raised an eyebrow in interest as she raised her wand in what appeared to be panic and sliced the deer in half. "Well, now you've ruined me dinner," Sevrum jeered, a bit of actual disappointment underlying in his tone.

She said she had had enough of the games, and she was obviously a little frustrated in addition to her obvious fear. She, boldly, gave her name to him.

"Enobaria Thorne. Herbology Professor at Hogwarts."


Sevrum shook his head. "Merlin's beard, woman. Why would you relinquish your name to a masked stranger in the dark forest after he dumped a corpse at your feet?" Are you mad?"


Honestly, Sevrum wasn't sure what to think. It wasn't often that people stuck around for long after seeing him in that mask, and she was the first to ever be daring enough to give her name to him. Part of him thought that it'd be a shame to kill her, but another part of him was very hungry, and Sevrum didn't like to be hungry.

"Quite frankly, I don't give a damn what your name is. What am I supposed to eat now?" he vented in frustration, but then he had an idea. With a pop, he disappeared from the branch, and he appeared behind her with another.

"I know," he began tapping his wand against his palm and beginning to pace. "You can get me another meal, or I can have myself a Herbology professor for dinner. Sound fair?"

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Now it was obvious that things were starting to get heated up. Enobaria now knew that she needed to be more confident in what she was doing or else this could be her last ever charm. She swallowed a gulp of air into her body as she began to pace once again. It was almost like a whole new change in personality from fear to confident and brave. She smirked at the man's reply and shook her head. She felt brave and powerful right now.  " Why I decided to release my name is no concern to me nor you. " She said with a confident tone. She didn't feel afraid anymore. Any form of fear was vanished from her body, she just felt like she was talking to someone petite. " You could throw a thousand  bodies on the floor and nothing would rattle me an inch right now. " Her confident wasn't fake, it was pure and brutal honesty. She knew if anything would happen that her extensive knowledge as a former Ravenclaw would kick in and help her escape from her current situation.

" Well, you'll have to go and get your own lunch because I'm not going to do anything for you and I'll be an idiot to offer you myself as a meal. " She said before glaring at the creature as she stood still in her position. Enobaria is a veela and a powerful one at that. She was able to entrance almost anything with the exception of master witches and wizards. She knew she could entrance a creature like this as she has done with other creatures before hand. " Why don't you come down from the tree. and get it yourself honey. " She said as she activated her veela charm. It wasn't obvious that her charm was in place and she was very good at that. She excelled in activating her charm without letting anyone know.