Going home for the evening

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Leah Winters

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The autumn winds blew around the retreating figure of a young woman dressed in dark clothing. She grasped her small pocket book to her side, and walked swiftly down the cobbled streets of Obsidian Harbour. She did not live in the small docking town, but right outside of it, which made it convenient for her whenever she got the urge to shop for something necessary. It was rare that she went out to just shop, and today she had found nothing interesting that caught her eye, but it had been peaceful all the same and it cleared her mind of the pressing problems, at least for a short while.

The sun was not yet ready to set, but it was becoming closer and closer to being that time where the sun travels down below the hills, and darkness consumes the streets. It was still safe to wander around without a wand clutched in hand, but in a hour it would be dangerous to be out and about. Leah's stomach grumbled a little, signaling her lack of meal for the day. She had forgotten to eat, again. The busy day had distracted her, but no worries. Resteraunts covered the street and the only problem would be to choose which one to dine. Or she could continue home and have a meal there.
Leah stopped and considered her options, looking around at the dining establishments before her.
 
Hey, if you don't want me here, I'll edit. I thought it would be fun. XD

It had been a week or so since the divorce was final. Hades was newly...single. And Hades did not appreciate it very much. Though he had taken a break from torturing poor Hollace, plans and schemes running through his mind, Hades could not take his obsessed mind off of her. His onyx eyes stared down below him, his white hand clinging the edge of the building with his crow on his shoulder. His black hair contrasted with his white skin. No matter how much sun he received, he could not tan for the life of him. Hades could careless though. The Death Eater was out and about, and he was almost - bored.

A woman passed the streets below. Restaurants flooded the area, and Hades grew curious. He wondered if this woman had ever seen him before. Hades was a fabulous stalker, but he had yet to touch this one. A smirk curled across his lips, a creepy expression washing over his face. Hades rose to his full height, almost seven feet tall. Hades waved the crow away, which it screeched into the approaching night sky. Hades jumped from the top of the buildings, before he landed on the streets not too close but voice-distance to the woman. Hades had no interest with rather anyone, except for Hollace. But she was gone - for now. Hades stated, his voice seductive as per usual, laced with ice, "You will not find suitable food here, miss." His trenchcoat fluttered in a soft gust. Hades was dressed in nothing more than sheer black, matching the blackness of his hair and his eyes.
 
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It was astounding that of all the glamorous restaurants built all over the town, not one appealed to her. Leah bit her lip and pondered if it would be wiser to just find something easily fixable at home. She really didn't have all that much at the apartment. Since her half brother started crashing at her place the food diminished quicker than before. He did not eat to much, but she had gone from hardly buying any supplies to going to the local food store at least twice a week.
It was beginning to get chilly. Leah wrapped the jacket around her a little more tighter, toughing out the sudden gust of wind. She looked into the sky, and saw the dark clouds forming around her. Rain completely filled the clouds, and the low rumble of thunder was heard in the far distance. It would rain soon, and unless she wanted to be soaked she would have to make a decision on what to do.

"You will not find suitable food here, miss."

Leah's heart began to race. The voice had been so unexpected, but she was able to stay calm and not jump, refusing to shame herself in front of a stranger. "Greetings." She turned to face him, noticing his pale skin and his very tall demeanor. He towered over her, and she knew that he could overpower her easily. It was to early for the creeps to pile into the streets, so Leah attempted not to grab her wand and become defensive, but his appearance screamed for her to defend herself.
"I was just thinking the same thing, sir. None of these places are appealing to me at all." She looked at him curiously, wondering who this man was and where he came from. "Do you have a suggestion, or do you think I should dine at home?"
 
I ♥ Seether, and I was in a Hades' mood. Deeply into his mood...

Thunder rumbled, and Hades listened to it. The scent of the air before a storm gave him a high unlike any other, especially one that happened around night. It was when he was the most deadly. Most Death Eaters knew each other, at least by name. They were all on the same side. This was why Hades did not know this woman. He did not know her name, thus not recognizing her as one of him. Hades did not associate himself with the younger Death Eaters, especially one as young as her. Hades had to admit, she was rather beautiful, yet there was a deadly aura to her.

"Don't call me sir. I'm Hades Lutrov." His voice was a little more stern this time. When someone called him 'sir', it reminded him of his dad. That was not something to bring up around him, not his dad. Hades did not want to live in the shadow of Professor Styx. Hades gazed up at the sky, as the clouds started to form. His gaze landed on Leah once more, and he spoke, "I know of some excellent places not far from here, or even in other countries. However, I am unsure whether or not to trust you. However, there are some dangerous people out there... Lunatics, Death Eaters..." His voice was nothing short of purring curses and ice into the air.
 
This man did seem familiar in a way. Perhaps she had seen him before and did not think much of it, but it would be hard to forget this man for his appearance was note worthy. He was not ugly in the least, in fact Leah found herself somewhat attracted to him. It had to be the dangerous feeling about him. The man, Hades had to be dangerous, and Leah was very drawn to anything dangerous.
She was unsure if he was a death eater, or if she had simply seen him whilst out shopping one day, but it was a definite fact that he and she had crossed paths in some miniscule way at one point in time.

"Very well, Hades Lutrov. I am Leah Winters, it is a pleasure to meet you." His voice had turned stern, but Leah disregarded it. She happened to be stern most of the time. Hades seemed to want to show her a few other places, but his lack of trust was obvious. "Good, you shouldn't trust me, not in the least." She replied. "Trust is easily broken, and I regret to tell you I've broken many. But if it will make you feel better about me, I'll let you know that I don't trust you either, and chances are I probably have a good reason." She smiled a little at him. "But, I am hungry, and willing to ignore that for a few hours at least. What about you?"
 
Hades bowed ever so slightly when she revealed her name. It was customary to him to respect those that he had just met – unless given a reason for him to not. Leah Winters, that name was definitely familiar, floating about in the Death Eaters around, but not the ones Hades descended from. The ones in his family were all nothing short of pure-blood, and vile creatures of the night, as tall or even taller than Hades himself. His grandfather happened to be one of the originals back in the day. But this was not something Hades revealed. Not many wanted to associate with Asparuh, because he hated the younger Death Eaters, and did not think they had proven themselves yet.

“The pleasure is all mine, Leah Winters,” Hades’ words were rather easy and flowed smoothly. Hades listened to what the younger woman, well, teenager had to say. She regretted breaking trust? This was curious and highly interesting. Never had he regretted anything he had ever done. “Trust is easily broken, I must agree. As for you not trusting me, it would be the wisest decision you will ever make when it concerns with someone like me.” Hades smirked, as he became more intrigued with each passing moment. Though he still planned on taking his wife back, whether she liked it or not, a little distraction could help the ideas flow even better as he constructed a plan. “I am sure I could assist in showing you around, to somewhere more suitable. However, I am unsure if you would want to side-along apparate. I could easily lead you into the grave.” There was a bit of a joking tone to his voice, as he had no reason to do anything remotely like that to her. Even if she wasn’t one of the Death Eaters, Hades could tell one thing: she would be an excellent one as she aged.
 
Leah nodded, as he confirmed what she had been thinking. It would be foolish to trust anyone who appeared on a darkening street. It was very interesting speaking with this man, and she found herself not wanting to leave him quite yet. She did not care where he took her, for she was confident enough in her magical ability to protect herself if worst came to worst. She felt that perhaps he would not do anything to her, but the aspect of adventure was alluring. "I will sidelong apparate with you, I do believe that if you were out to harm me then something would have been done already. Or maybe I am just foolish to think that.." She shrugged, not really caring what his intentions were. What was meant to be would happen, and there was absolutely nothing she could do to stop it.

Leah walked over to him and clasped his arm firmly. "Where to, Hades Lutrov?"
 
"True, it would have been done already, or I would have stalked you and already know who and what you are," Hades spoke with a sly smile. Hades had no truly cruel intentions planned for Leah. He did not wish to harm someone potential of being a Death Eater, or someone that already was one. He did not want to inquire about that in public. Hades was a little amazed by the grip the younger girl had. Isn't she a forceful one. He rather wanted his daughter to grow up to look as deadly as Leah, look as stunning as well. "I believe I might know where," Hades thought of a restaurant in the far side of New Zealand, in a wizarding community, but it was high class. Mostly for those who were pure-blood and could afford it.

With a loud CRACK!, Hades apparated, and standing in front of the entrance of the rather high class restaurant, and he murmured, "This place has suitable food, and mostly pure-bloods are here. Not many know about it as well." Hades then thought of something. This girl, what if she was a mudblood? "You aren't intimidated by these type of people, are you?" Hades was one himself, and he knew for a fact his daughter wasn't pure-blood. But she was his, and she will be raised like he was.
 
"Stalked me? Well, I believe it's safe to say that I've never been stalked before, but I suppose I'll believe you. You do seem like an honest man..." She chuckled, attempting a sly joke. It was only the stupid that believed every word that a stranger had to say, and she and Hades seemed to have the understanding of that truth.
With the sudden apparation they were found to stand in front of the restaurant. It was a fancy place, somewhere Leah had never been to before. In fact, she had never stumbled across this part of New Zealand, and wondered why. She had traveled to many places and was a little surprised this area had been missed. Is it enchanted?

"You aren't intimidated by these type of people, are you?"

Leah looked at him, confusion etched on her face. Was he implying that she was not pure of blood? "I am pureblood, so why would I be?" She said it proudly. Unlike her mother and sister she was not a muggle lover nor a blood traitor. "And you? Do you come here often?"
 
Hades had been in many places that most would not dare go to, however in return, he preferred to stay out of the large cities. Someone like him could attract a lot of attention. Not many had a complexion quite like him. Nor did a lot of criminals possess the aura that he could sometimes hold. Right now, he seemed to have a stable mind, when really, there was nothing stable about Hades at all. He never knew what he truly wanted. He just planned, and went through with the plan. If he did not have one, then either he would make one, or do something worthy of his time, while working on other plans. Hades was unpredictable, and when he is unstable and highly insane, that is when he is the most dangerous; especially with his daggers. This was something Leah Winters may possibly never know unless she inquired specifically from him.

"Making sure that I don't have to kill you before the night is over, that's all," Hades spoke with a sly smile on his lips. There was no jest in his voice however. "I am a pure-blood, descended from a long line of them actually. I come here to think when I am taking a break from destroying my ex-wife's life. Though you could find me on the rooftops." Hades' onyx eyes gazed up to the rooftops, and then down to the entrance, before ending upon Leah. "I better get you inside before you starve to death, shouldn't I." Hades slowly made his way toward the entrance, and even though he was psychotic in the darkest and most seductive of attitudes, he was still a noble gentleman at times.
 
Leah listened to the tone of his voice and wondered if he was jesting or completely serious. His smile, said no, but his eyes told a different story. "Well, you will not commit a murder tonight because of my blood." It was one of these times that she felt truly blessed and proud that she was pure of blood. Being anything differently than the purest could be her ultimate downfall. "The rooftops have always intrigued me. So quiet and abandoned, a perfect place to watch the crowds below."

Leah walked into the restaraunt with Hades and looked around enjoying the beautiful scenery. There happened to be a lot of decorations all over the place, and it looked very nice. It was a place she could not afford often, but for tonight it would suit her just fine. A hostess directed them to a seat near a window, after Leah instructed her to do so. It looked slow tonight, only a few people happened to be dining, and that was perfect for their conversation would not be appropriate for other ears. "Thank you for bringing me here. I've never been here before, and now I will probably visit a lot more."
 
"It would not be the first," Hades intoned softly. He had killed a pure-blood before, and a mudblood. Also a few others in between. The pure-blood was his mother of course. But he implied that he was just cleaning up after a mess that he had made so he did not consider her a rightful kill. So odd how his mind worked at times. "I use the rooftops to receive the information I need from people. You would be surprised on just how ignorant people are." Many a time Hades had lurked the rooftops and spied on the civilians below.

After the hostess had brought them to their table as per Leah's request which he did not mind in the least bit. It was quiet, and that was what Hades preferred as of right now. The quieter it was, the safer those around him would feel. Loud noises did not agree to Hades' stability. He took his seat across from the younger girl, and he nodded slowly, "You are welcome, indeed. This place, it is quiet during the night. When I am here, it is when others expect me to be elsewhere. But enough about that, tell me about yourself, fellow comrade." Whether or not he was implying about their common bloodtype or his suspicions of her being a Death Eater in training were unknown. Perhaps Hades just meant that he saw her as a potential ally. More than likely, it was the latter. A good sign for a stranger indeed.
 
She, Leah had never once killed anyone. Something she would never allow Hades or any death eater to learn. It was a bit shameful to not have killed someone at least at one point in time, and she would only feel like a true death eater after she had committed the deed. It was now only a choice between Adam Bomoti or her father, William Winters. "Yes, the roof tops is the best place to eavesdrop. I however, had not had the pleasure of learning anything of interest, but I am sure you've heard many things from your experiences."

Leah wondered what she should say to Hades. She was not particularly interesting, besides the fact she had a vendetta against her father and she was training to become a death eater... "I'm of no interest. Nothing spectacular has ever happened to me, besides my constant moves when I was younger. I have a mother and sister, as far as my father whearabouts I cannot tell you. Perhaps he is dead, or maybe he is alive."

She paused, biting her tongue when a server walked to there table. "What can I get you, ma'am and sir?" He was obviously nervous around them, a fact that Leah so enjoyed.
"Water, and the chicken dish." She answered firmly, not one to starve herself just because she was in the company of a male.
 
"Oh yes, I have. Perhaps at a later date, I could reveal some of my own stories," Hades smirked with a mischievous glimmer in his onyx eyes. He had his first...though not to him...kill when he was sixteen. But technically, he had his 'first' kill when Alexander Moon crossed paths with his family. He was sent by Julian himself to murder that mudblood. Hades did not use magic to kill the man either, so it went off as a muggle mugging. Quite interesting actually. Hades had taken his wand and his dagger. No murder weapon. He died from where he descended from, in the muggle world.

"I'll have an unsweetened tea, and that will be all," Hades spoke without looking at the man, and after the order was received and given, he scurried off obviously nervous or frightened by the pair. Leah said that she was of no interest, but that was a lie to Hades. She seemed rather mysterious, not something found in a common girl on the street randomly acquainted. "You may think you are of no interest, but you have caught mine, which is rare enough. You also have a good appetite, showing you aren't ashamed of eating to your heart's content in front of company. That is admirable." Hades told no lies, as it was against his own nature. "If there is anything you want to know about me, then simply ask away. Unless you wish to share a little more about yourself." By no means would Hades expect her to ask about his middle name, but he was expecting something that did not have an one word answer.
 
Hades did not seem enthusiastic about revealing anything about himself, which was understandable as Leah had trouble telling him anything personal as well. She always did have a hard time telling anyone close or distant even the smallest truths about her life. Perhaps that was why she had managed to drive many people out of her life, including her own mother and sister. With those thoughts, she felt a pang of sadness knowing that her relationship with her mother was strained at best. "I'd like to learn more about you, and if it takes another meeting to hear it, then I will wait to be summoned." She shrugged a little. "Or maybe, I will have to find you."

The server came back with their beverages and scurried away, to await for their dishes to be prepared. Leah took a drink of water, grateful to wash away the parched feeling in her throat. She had walked around a lot that day, and had been thirsty for quite some time and the water tasted better than usual.
"I've never been one to skimp out on food because of company. Starving yourself makes you weak and less alert, but nourishment will make you stronger against anything. And in a world like this, you must be alert." She was sure Hades understood perfectly. It was at this time where she realized that he must be a death eater. His attitude showed it, and the vibe she got from him was proof enough. However, she kept quiet about it, for she knew that it was possible she was mistaken.

"You said something earlier about destroying your ex wife's life." Leah stated matter of factly, her curiosity about the subject growing. "What do you mean by that? Did she hurt you in some way?"
 
"It is incredibly hard to find me, so good luck if you wish to seek me out in the future." Hades smirked as he took a little sip of his unsweetened tea. Hades - like so many before him - were not too keen of sweets. Glucose was kept to an absolute minimum in their blood, and this could be why blood did taste a little on the sweet side to Hades. The tongues were extra sensitive to sugar, so they could taste even the slightest bit. How intriguing. "Once you learn about who I am, and what I am capable of, I would not be surprised if you were either scarred for life or curious to seek out more." It had always been one way or another for someone that learned even a little bit about Hades. If one looked back upon his last name, they would find nothing.

But looking back to his real parents' surnames, one would find many traits wrong. The mix of two dangerous people made the one and only Hades. "I suppose I understand that perfectly. In times like these, you will never know when you attacked. For instance: Scott Anderson and Thorine Dolohov." One was the Head Auror, and the other was Hades' relative's lover, also a famed Death Eater. "I just wonder what those Aurors are planning now..." intoned Hades more or less to himself. He was curious, but by the laws he was bound to, he could never seek out or tamper with the enemy unless given a good reason. Though he would be able to take out one Auror soon. One that was his younger half-brother, Jaken. Hades had to ensure that everything was set in stone first.

Ah, she was curious to what he said about destroying his ex-wife's life. Hades chuckled darkly, and he answered, "No, she did not harm me. It was I who harmed her. You see, I met her and had an one-night-stand. I had not planned to meet her again, but managed to do so. Events went down, and we were married. ***** chloroformed me into it. Smart girl, actually. I tried to show her the world that I reside in. The world of darkness so to speak. She found my journal, my plans to..." Hades glanced around and saw that no one was listening in. Good. "...well, kill her if she didn't give into evil. I tracked down her family and knew her background possibly more than she does. I suppose that she cannot handle it, so I will return to her the time I have wasted on her and turn it into suffering no one could ever imagine. That is what I mean by destroying her life." Hades didn't care to tell that, especially since he was sure it would not pass over to anyone else's ears other than hers.
 
"Well, then I shall wait until you find me, which I am sure that it will be an easy task for you. You seemed skilled enough on finding people you want to see." Leah intended it as a compliment, and she knew that if he ever wanted to seek her out then it would be done very quickly. She only hoped that he would seek her out for good and not for something evil. "It will be hard for you to scar me. I've seen many things, and I am not the faint hearted female many think I am. I'd like to learn more about you, and trust me you will not have to worry about being spurned." She doubted he cared all that much.

When he began to speak of the Scott Anderson case, Leah's interests were perked even more. She had not been directly involved in this plot of murder since she was a new member of the elite death eaters, but she had heard much about it and wished she could have joined in. "Aurors are always planning something. They can't keep their noses out of anyone's business nowadays. I do wish, though that they would leave well enough alone and stay out of our way." She emphasized the our, to see what Hades reaction would be. She of course was referring to the Death Eaters. If he did not understand, the perhaps he had not yet joined them, but it would make more sense if he did understand.

"You harmed the woman?" Leah raised an eyebrow. She was not a feminist, by all means but harming a woman was definitely unheard of. But when she heard of the events that followed that forced his actions against her, she finally understood. "Vile. She trapped you, then." He had to be on the dark side. His story was a blatant confession, and she at last knew what he was. A Death Eater who had no trouble harming the ones that stood against him and his views. It attracted her even more to him, for she was beginning to think like that too. Leah had wanted to torture her own mother for information, for God Sakes. "And are you succeeding with those plans? Or is she still giving you trouble?"
 
"I do find the people I seek out quite easily. A gift I am proud to have received. Once I decide to seek you out, do not be alarmed." Hades had no intentions of killing this female off. She had done nothing to him besides be intriguing to his senses. However, trust and feelings could be easily betrayed, but why would he do something like that to her? And he also doubted that she would be the type to do that as well. "Looks are deceiving. I have learned that by many experiences. I fail to judge by appearances alone." In fact, appearances upon girls he did not care for.

It was their inner evils that he adored. She also confirmed that she was one of them. He did not say anything yet when the waiter came by and dropped off Leah's chicken dish, steaming hot and looking as much of a delicacy as a torture bright on Sunday morning. Once he was gone, Hades smirked, "Ah, I do wish they would. We are only taking back what is rightfully ours. How long have you been one of us?" Hades was curious as to when she decided to join up. He had joined when he was just about to turn twenty-two. That was almost three years ago, and he would receive the mark soon enough. That would be an accomplishment.

Hades wondered if Leah was into the very things he were. Then again, she would certainly be twisted if she was turned on with blood, which was his very weakness. He loved the smell, the taste, the warmth. But it had to be someone else's spilled that he was sexually attracted to in any case. A weakness he was not proud to have, but not everyone had a weakness like that. "So far, I have damaged her for life. I will never be done until her soul has either been corrupted too far for light to touch or if it passes on. She is running from me, and I am merely taking a break from her. Alas, a divorced man needs some time to himself." Hades was still a little bothered about being married. It was like a ball and chain. Now, he was free.
 
Leah smiled, glad to know that they would meet once again after tonight. "Don't worry, I will tread carefully and remember that you could appear at anytime." Which was perfectly fine with her. She needed a bit of adventure in her life, and lately it had been a bit dull in her life. "And you shouldn't. No one should, but unfortunately that is what the world does. Me and you, however look beyond appearances and that will serve us well in the long run." If she had run away in fear because of Hades pale and dark demeanor, then she would have missed out on a fantastic night.

"One of us?' She raised an eyebrow ad smirked. He had caught on, and now she was sure that he was a Death Eater. "Only a few months. How long have you been one?" He wasn't old, not at all, in fact he was most likely in his early twenties. She wondered if he had gotten his dark mark yet, and was briefly tempted to ask to see it. She was so looking forward to receiving hers and was a little saddened that it could take years for her to finally get the tattoo.

As Hades continued to speak about his ex wife with disdain, Leah listened with growing curiosity. He seemed to somewhat hate her. It was dangerous, yet so alluring. Leah's eyes flashed with something quite unlike her. She was beginning to turn more and more to the dark side every day. "You will catch her. She cannot run forever."

Leah took a fork and knife and cut into the chicken, and took a small bite. It was satisfactory.
 
Hades pondered on the thought of maybe seeing her again. No, he had no objections to it, but last time he met up with a girl more than once, it was Hollace. And she....no need to go into that. The thoughts drove him beyond insanity. Hades would have to have a good reason to see Leah again. Would just talking do the trick? Perhaps it could. Once things started to go about his way, then he would have stories to share, ones that were far more interesting than the ones he currently had today. The one with his brother and him in the future, that would be an excellent event to share. "I believe we base our thoughts on others upon intelligent and their aura. At least, that is how I go about my ways."

Only a few months? So, she was a new one. A young recruit, soon to blossom into a murderous black rose, well, one could hope. "Almost three years. I receive the prize in January of 2026." The prize he was referring to was the Dark Mark itself, engraved on his arm. It would be the only tattoo he would ever have that was not by force. He did bare the large Zhefarovich symbol on his back. That was the most painful thing he had to ever bear in his entire life, given the fact that he had his nose broken once, been stabbed, been cursed, been set on fire... The Zhefarovich symbol topped all that. It was like constant burning, constant pain and it lasted for over an hour. Yet, to this day, Hades still remembers - and enjoys - the pain.

With narrowed onyx eyes, he saw something flash in Leah's eyes, but could not read it. This was rather intriguing. He was so good in reading people, their feelings. Humans were so predictable. It was unreal. "That she cannot. I warned her that divorce would not stop me. Nothing can, for the power of evil can not be stopped. And she can't kill me. I gave her that option, and the girl didn't. But I have turned my attentions to better company for now." Hades then added, "It is not often I meet a female with the same dark interests as I. I find it rather intriguing, and wishing to know more." Hades took another drink of his unsweetened tea, and vaguely wondered about this Leah Winters. Whatever or whoever she was, it had Hades interested. That alone was rare, and almost dangerous. If he were to become too interested, then he would be obsessed. That was never good - for the person he was obsessed with.
 
"Indeed, we do. Although many people I have judged really poorly for their intelligence is sourly lacking." Leah could not take anyone seriously if they were stupid. She despised idiocy, and admired wisdom. Thankfully, the Death Eaters felt the same way she did, and the people who could claim the title actually deserved it. She was thankful also that not every wayward and rebellious teenager was accepted, it took a certain gift to join, and luckily she was deemed to possess it.

"You're very brave to have joined. I'm sure the risks are great, especially now. I do hope to receive my mark soon, I do believe I'll be deemed worthy soon enough." Leah commented, wishing she could get her tattoo now. Technically she was still somewhat safe because she had not yet been marked, but that was stupid. She felt as if she could not be taken seriously by older Death Eaters without proving herself and being marked.

"Silly, woman. You'll find her, and she will regret running away and not turning herself over sooner." She shook her head. "You are intrigued then?" She asked curiously, feeling rather intrigued as well. "You interest me, Hades... you perk my curiosity, and it is rare that that happens." She began to eat again, and suddenly put her fork down, feeling full. The dish was more than half way eaten. Leah never forsake food, but she could never eat much at one time without feeling miserably full. "Delicious. Why did you not eat? Not hungry?"
 
That was not surprising. Hades barely stuck around here for too often because of people's lack of intelligence. Though in his own home, there are hardly a being that resided anywhere close to him. The weather was so harsh to live in and society was hours away. Hades preferred the secluded homes. "Many people around here are not very smart. I have seen and followed too many people to be able to tell just by the way they speak. The tongue reveals much about a person." Hades smirked slightly while he took a sip of his unsweetened tea.

Was bravery the word to describe his own actions and reasons for joining the Death Eaters? Hades was not for sure why he did it, but he felt drawn to that. Hades never knew what he really wanted, and he just went about to what he was drawn to. "I believe that if you turn out the way I picture it, then you will gain respect of many others. Perhaps one day, I could introduce you to a few of my fellow Death Eaters that were around during the wars." One he would not be introducing her to was Raisa. Hades had seen that she was pregnant, and that meant someone would have to die - or many would. "The mark is a symbol of unity, that we all unite under the Dark Lord's beliefs and are brave enough to continue to follow his ways even after death."

Hades was one to have read about Voldemort, but he did not think that one could rise from the dead. So, he joined out of the memory of a great man who knew no boundaries and no limits. Something like that intrigued him. Death Eaters often seemed like a family to Hades. "I will ensure of that." Hades chuckled darkly, and yet his voice was still as smooth as ever before. Perhaps he was taking this obsession thing to a whole new level. Hades nodded at her question out of honesty. He was curious and intrigued by Leah Winters. It took a whole hell of a lot to get his interest as well. "I do not think I have met another like you. It reminds me of...myself when I was just leaving school."

Hades glanced down at just how much she had consumed. Once more, he was impressed. "I am highly picky. I prefer to cook my own meals, as most places do not know how to spice it to my expectations. I just like their tea myself." Hades took another sip of his tea. "Unless you want dessert, I see no reason to really stick around here. I should take you home after you are finished with being here." Hades naturally assumed that she lived close by to where he had first seen her. The restaurant was almost deserted by now, and probably needed to close down for the night. Hades was a gentleman and would gladly walk a girl to her girl, or apparate her there in this case. Plus, he was interested in Leah. She perked his interests. And she was a good distraction from...her.
 
Suddenly, Leah wished that she had followed more people and listened in on more conversations like Hades had. It seemed to be a great way to figure out how people really acted when they were alone. "Indeed, it does. I shall have to linger on the rooftops more than I do now, and see what you see."

"Thank you." Leah murmured. She appreciated the compliment, and knew for a fact that one day she would be more than just another Death Eater, she would be a valued member trusted with missions and secrets. Her training would be completed one day, and her arm would bear the mark of her commitment. She had learned about the wars, and she suddenly wished she was older and could have taken part in those battles. "I would like that, perhaps I could learn more from them. " She took a drink of water and set down the glass.

So, she reminded him of himself? That was very interesting. Hades was someone to respect and admire, and she hoped to be like him when she got older. "I've been acquanted with many of our kind, but you have made me realize how important the mark really is." Not that she had never realized that, but she had not thought about the mark this much in depth before.

He seemed to be ready to go, and she was too. "Yes, it's getting late, you do not have to escort me home, but I thank you for it." She stood and walked outside, waiting for her new...'friend' to come along with her.

((Kinda lame, I can't really focus right now. Next post will be better, promise. :D ))
 
It was a good post. :) If apparating is too godmoddish...let me know.

"There may be things that you do not ever wish to see as well, be warned of that," Hades had discovered that he had connections with his half-sister-in-law just by following a Gryffindor girl. It was a little more than he bargained for but hell, it fit right in with his plans. Sumner Drage, no Hades would not ever follow Estrella's half-...whatever he was to her. He did not know for sure as his memory was vaguely fuzzy. Hades did not even know what Sumner looked like so he didn't really know nor have a reason to pursue him.

"I do believe you know one of them. He works at Hogwarts New Zealand. However, that is only assuming you knew some of the professors there," Hades smirked rather fondly. He was speaking of none other than Professor Styx himself, Hades' father. Hades only took after his handsome appearance, but the hair and the white, white skin threw people off. The white skin and the contrasting hair came from Hades' mother who was now dead, has been since Hades was sixteen and hunted her down like an animal. Her body was never found. Hades finished off his tea, and took out the money needed to pay for it. "No worries, my family and I have wealth beyond what other's could imagine."

Hades could only hope that the mark would bring some pain when he received it. Hades adored pain, especially something that could remind him of his choices for the rest of his life. "You'll be amazed at what runs through my mind." Hades chuckled as he nodded to a few in the restaurant as she made her leave. He was going to ensure that she got home safely. After all, he did bring her all the way out here. Once outside, he breathed in the fresh night air. He was a nocturnal being, one that dwelt in the shadows of the moonlight, lurking throughout the world. He truly was free, like a ghostly wind and a force that could never be stopped.

Hades stood beside of Leah, placed a single hand upon her shoulder and apparated to the place where he first found her. "If I were to escort you home, I would need to follow you to your home - as if that doesn't sound odd enough." Hades chuckled in his mind at how ironic that was. Usually, he followed home anyone he met, without their awarenesses. Now, it was as if he were giving her a warning ahead of time.
 
"I understand that, thank you for the warning." Leah would have to be careful as a Death Eater. She of course would see and have to do certain things that she was apprehensive about but she would always be loyal to the side she chose and would do anything to prove herself. "I probably do know him, but if you want to keep it anoynomous then I understand." Sometimes people wanted their identities secret when it came to these sorts of things. Leah would never rat him out but she would respect other Death Eaters.

"Oh thank you." She smiled as Hades paid for the meal. "But, I could pay for it too, you know." She wouldn't say anything else about it, for men had pride beyond imagine. "I appreciate it." She said, assuring him.

Hades followed her outside, and Leah and him apparated back to where they had met. "I don't mind. Not at all." Leah grasped his arm one more time. "I'll apparate there." She turned and they suddenly appeared outside of the apartment. "Well, this is where I live. One of my friends allowed me to have it after he got married, isn't that kind?" She walked up to the door and murmured a spell. The door opened slowly, and Leah turned to look at Hades. "Did you want to come in, or are you ready to get home?"
 
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