Meeting with a friend [Sean Owens]

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Jonathan gave the letter to his owl and watched it fly out of the office window. So happy to see his friend from school but not on the terms that the meeting was about. Why would Sean's grandfather want to meet with Sean? It had to be something bad, and Jonathan knew he needed to let Sean know. This would probably stir something up, but Jonathan didn't care, he didn't need his friend getting in trouble. After the owl had flown out of sight, the young wizard threw on his black hooded cloak with the Ministry of Magic badge on in that was laying on a chair near the door. He proceeded to the door but forgot he had left his Ministry badge in his desk. 'Really don't want to forget that.' he though as he walked back to his desk, grabbed the badge and slide it in his pant pocket. By now most of the Ministry knew who he was, but there were some who didn't know who he was.



Swish, a gust of wind swept the path leading to the Shrieking Shack and appeard Jonathan. He noticed how the weather was a nice warming touch but had an occasional gust of cold air. 'No wander, people always said this place was haunted.' he though as he made his way up to the shack. As he walked up to the stairs, he noticed the door was shut and dust had settled on the doorknob as if no one had been there in ages. Knowing better then to just give clues that someone was previously there, he sat on the steps leading to the door and waited for the person he was suppose to meet.

TAGGED ... @sean // WORD COUNT ..285 //

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Luckily there had been a trip already planned to have students visit Hogsmeade, so Sean would not have to wait to see his old friend and find out exactly what was going on. As he started to walk across the grounds he saw an owl fly towards him and drop a letter off to him, he quickly opened and read it from Jonathan that he had been leaving as soon as he sent it. He will be there before me thought Sean as he crumpled the letter up and put it in his back pocket and ran up to keep up with the crowd to Hogsmeade. He wondered exactly what was so important that Jonathan needed to see him, he hadn’t seen him or two years. Part of him was not happy with not seeing his best friend for two years; other part of him understood he was busy focused on his Ministry career. Still, nothing for two years…no letters…he’s a lawyer…IT’S A DESK JOB! the thought coerced through Sean’s mind for a second and he gripped his fists in anger. His hands adjusted from fists soon after and went back to his side as he tossed the anger or annoyance he had for Jonathan to the back of his mind. He was more wondering what was so important that it could not be displayed in a letter.

He saw he was in Hogsmeade now, and quickly broke away from the group of students and Professors as he started walking down to the Shrieking Shack where he had told Jonathan to meet him. He knew barely any students really ventured down this way anymore, always thinking the place was haunted. Don’t get Sean wrong, the place screamed to him haunted and evil at the same time. Apparently the thought Ian had stayed there for a while…don’t see why…to close to Hogsmeadethought Sean as he started to approach the Shrieking Shack, and he could now see his old friend standing near it waiting for him. As he started to make his way to the front steps where Jonathan was sitting, the thought of his grandfather Ian Olethrus Owens being, the subject Jonathan wanted to talk to him about. They were going to have to stay outside, the shack itself was completely boarded up and unable to get in from this way, Sean didn’t feel like venturing in a place anyways that his grandpa might have been hiding out at once. ”So what’s so big and secretive?”said Sean as he stood in front of Jonathan, happy to see him still.

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Once Jonathan saw Sean coming up to the shack. He stood up and ran to him and gave him a hug. Before letting the boy go, he began to talk. "Well I guess I can't get a hey, how are you doing." he laughed as he walked back to the stairs and sat back down. "Well I got news and I don't know how you will take it. I will probably get in trouble for telling you this, but I am not suppose to know." he finished talked and placed his hands together and sat them in his lap. "It's about Ian, just tell me if you want to know more." he said as he looked at his friend and noticed how much has changed with him since Jonathan had left school.




Memories began to run through Jonathan's head, thinking about all the parties, jokes, and them two goofing around. Basically these two, were the once everyone wanted to keep on their good side, just because of the fact they were the fun ones in the house. If it hadn't been because they were so close in school, Jonathan probably wouldn't have been there but he wanted to try to get back with his friend anyway so it was killing two birds with one stone. As Jonathan awaited to hear if Sean wanted the news, he felt the wind pick up and listened as the wind blew through the cracks in the building and heard the noises that most student's had associated with screams. He began to chuckle but quickly stopped because he knew the news wasn't anything to laugh about.

TAGGED ... @sean // WORD COUNT ..271 //

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At first he was a little taken back by the hug he got from Jonathan but he returned it, no matter what anger he held towards him for not speaking him to for so long, he still cared about Jonathan like family. He gave a little grin as much as he tried to hide it when he heard him say, he couldn’t get a hello how you doing from him. ”I didn’t get one for two years, apparently you’ve been doing well or were you in Azkaban last two years unable to write” said Sean the words came across like a dagger from his mouth. He was a little shocked himself of how he had said the words and how they were worded; he knew it was to direct pain. His eyes showed that he was shocked but he just stood there, and didn’t apologize for what he said. He eyes just were locked on Jonathan as he spoke that the news was about his grandfather, he must have heard somehow about Sean’s latest predicament. Should have known, crazy Ian brings us all together thought Sean as he kicked the dirt on the ground and sent some rocks flying towards the porch.

”Should have known it was about him, I already know Jonathan” said Sean he gave a sigh before he pulled out another letter from his pocket from Myron Winterfield, to Sean addressing him about Ian’s request to have him be able to visit him in Azkaban. Like he wants to repent to me at all thought Sean he knew it was another mind game from his grandpa, and it was working. The guy was never going to die, he was like a hydra cut his head off another one will just grow back. He handed the letter to Jonathan so he could read it as he leaned against the railing of the front porch steps of the old haunted shack. He just rolled his eyes at Jonathan’s laugh about the wind making the screaming noise; he still believed what anyone said the place was haunted and creepy. ”My grandfather only would say sorry to one person, Voldemort and he’s dead. The man is crazy but a genius I tell you, who else deceived two Ministers and an entire Ministry for almost five decades?”asked Sean as he just looked to the ground. He hated the man as much as he could hate anyone, wanted him dead if he could die. However; part of Sean knew the man’s genius abilities, and his blood flowed through his own, and it did creep him but, he liked it at some point.

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When the words came out of Sean's mouth, Jonathan kind of winched. "Man, I am sorry, I have been super busy. I had just got done with 4 cases when I heard about it. Look I can apologize and you can ou accept it or not, but you know you are like my brother. After all that has happened, in school. Let's not let that go to waste but that needs to be settled in a different time. We need to focus on Ian! Are you going to go?" he replied. Jonathan knew there was problems between Sean and him but that would have to wait, so they could figure what they were going to do about the problem at hand. As Jonathan read the letter, he could feel the presence of the dark wizard. He quickly scanned over the letter, folded it up and handed it back to Sean.


The presence that Jonathan had felt when he read the letter was still hanging around. You are just spooked cause you know the man's history. he thought as he started to talk again. "Look, I love you like my brother, if you go I won't be angry, if you don't go I won't blame you. I know the guards are at Azkaban and it is safe but I would feel better if I could atleast go with you. I will sit out side the room while you all talk, if you allow. It is what I can do, I will do if you want." he said as he looked at Sean. Jonathan's head filled full of apologies but now wasn't the time to get into this mess. This would be better over some drinks and some food.

TAGGED ... @sean // WORD COUNT ..287 //

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His eyes just stared at the ground as he heard what Jonathan started to say about how he was busy with four different cases and other stuff. He kind of gave a little scoff and rolled his eyes, he usually wasn’t rude like this but he was hurt. When Jonathan had graduated and left Hogwarts he had not heard from him at all, not until his attack become public the next day, front article of Daily Prophet. Claiming and wondering how a man in Azakaban, the Ian Olethrus, arranges an attack on his grandson from his prison cell? Sean remembered the day exactly, like it was yesterday. The man was a friend of his grandfathers, let himself in the house more like it and demanded simply from Sean. “Reclaim our title on top of the wizarding world, Bring back honor and fear to our family name”.said Sean, the words the man had told him escaped his mouth. He looked back up at Jonathan for a quick moment, not caring that he said to talk about it at another time, he saw no reason to. Now would be the moment for him to confront him on it. ”That’s what he said to me, I refused…he cut me open like a pig and let me there to die like I was nothing. You know you never wrote back to me that entire summer until after I was attacked and you see it in the Daily Prophet! That’s when I hear from you!” said Sean he raised his voice a little bit at the older brother basically.

His eyes met with his when he talked back to him, he didn’t fear his friend in any way except maybe in a court room. He almost started laughing for a second about even thinking his grandfather in Azkaban, wondering what the man wanted to do to him. The man would blow the entire place to France if he could thought Sean. He was truthfully scared to even go to Azkaban, yet even rest eyes on the man who had tried killing him, and performed strange and dark rituals on him when he just a boy. ”I am not visiting that man…you know he casted the Unforgivable curses on me when I was four...killed my parents in a split second when the Aurors found them…the man has no forgiveness or heart.” said Sean he looked off into the distance for a second remembering his entire just awful childhood growing up until the man finally went to Azkaban. He has no mercy for anyone Sean…not even you…he disowned you…you have brought shame to the family name thought Sean he looked back over to Jonathan once more. ”Thank you but, I’m not going. I hope he dies soon, because until then I won’t ever be safe from him…honestly can Azkaban hold evil like that…is it possible to stop such evil?, he killed for pleasure is what he told me in his letters.” Sean started speaking, looking down for a second. He rarely talked about the many letters he use to receive from Ian when he was in prison talking about so many things, he described his reasoning behind his actions and killing. The man is crazy…dark magic has corrupted him more then ever…I swear he feels like he will be the next Voldemortthought Sean he just looked off into the distance waiting to hear what Jonathan had to say next.

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Jonathan started to get aggravated at Sean. "What do you want me to say about not writing you? It's not all fun and games once you get out of Hogwarts. By no, means am I saying Hogwarts is easy, but out there it's different. If you don't go to work, you don't get paid, if you don't get paid, you loose your house. You know my family was poor before they died, and I can't go back to living like that. I am sorry, Sean. I really am, you may not believe me but there is more news. Do you remember when my parents were killed when I was in school?" he asked as memories of the summer he spent searching for his family's killer flooded into his head.




This was a touchy subject for Jonathan as he didn't like talking about his parent's deaths. "Look brother, I am really sorry about not writing you. There really is no excuse for it, and it's horrible of me. Just tell me what I need to do! Please! I can't have one of my only friend's angry at me. You know I can't!" he said as he looked at the ground and began to twittle his thumbs waiting for Sean to say something.

TAGGED ... @sean // WORD COUNT ..211 //

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As soon as he heard and could tell that Jonathan was starting to get irritated at him, his eyes locked on him at once and he took a step to the man he looked to as an older brother. Part of him wanted to just have a fist fly across his face because of him giving a lecture to Sean. Maybe he didn’t find it as giving a lecture to him but, as Sean saw it he took it as a lecture. Does he think I don’t understand, how the real world works thought Sean his anger starting to cloud his better judgment. ”I’m not an idiot, I understand how the real world work Grudge” said Sean his voice, was like a blade this time. Never did he refer to his best friends by their last name unless; humor was in his tone of voice when he did. No, this was infuriating to Sean and he balled one of his fists up and then, within seconds the anger started to disappear. As soon as Jonathan brought up his parent’s deaths, when they were killed in his fifth year he looked down for a moment but, didn’t step back.

He remembered during the first year he met Jonathan, which he learned from the Headmaster his parents were missing. Just a first year at the time Sean tried his best to comfort the new friend he had met. When it came to light his parents were found killed, Sean knew how it felt. He lost his parents at the age of five, his grandfather killing them right in front of him, a memory etched into his mind forever. ”Yea I…remember…I’m sure Ian would have killed them if he could, but he was in Azkaban at the time” said Sean looking at the older boy a little confused on how there was more to the news he was giving to him. He moved his eyes back down and then took a step back and once again leaned against the railing of the front porch. His eyes just stared at the floor, but he could hear Jonathan speaking that he could not stand a friend angry at him. Finally he looked back up at Jonathan and just stared at him for a minute or two. Two years should not change five years of great friendship…he’s a brother thought Sean he shook his head as he thought about all the times he had pulled pranks with Jonathan and playing Qudditich together. ”I’m still angry about it..but it doesn’t stop us from being brothers. Will always be family” said Sean giving a smile to his older friend, it wasn’t a lie he meant it. He was angry because he was still hurt but, he would move on from it. However; if something Ian did lead to Jonathan’s parents being killed he would do anything for him if needed, despite any anger.

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Wind started to pick up around the two, which gave Jonathan a chill. Soon, Jonathan got a weird feeling but looked at Sean's fist, but shrugged it off. If he was punched, he knew he probably deserved it, he had been a bad friend to Sean but he was really sorry, but that would all be solved soon, hopefully. If only Jonathan could get Sean to talk to his grandfather and allow Jonathan to come, there may be justice given to the man who killed Jonathan's parents. The wizard had no clue why his parent's were killed and that is all he wanted to know. Why!? Of course, Jon wasn't sure what his parent's were involved in but it was only right that he knew. No one could tell him but Sean's grandfather. Although, the lawyer didn't want to just use his friend for his own personal gain. There had to be something that Sean wanted to know from his grandfather but, Jonathan didn't want to ask his friend about it.



The older wizard looked at his friend and watched him lower his fist and lean against the rail. "I know Sean, nothing can separate the brotherly love we have. Do you wanna go and grab a few drinks or anything? My treat." he said as he looked out to past the trail leading to the shack and saw all the lights on in Hogsmeade. "If anyone asks, I am on official business, representing your grandfather, I hate saying that, but no one would mess with us! We could re live those days of us tearing Hogsmeade up" he laughed. Jonathan thought this is what Sean would need. Just a day with his old friend, drinking and causing a rucous.

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He nodded to what his friend said about going to get some drinks, he really was craving a butter beer at the moment and his throat and mouth were so dry. Plus getting a few drinks with his old friend and catching up did sound like a pretty good idea. Butter beer it is thought Sean with a little grin. He rolled his eyes at his friend when he mentioned that he could just tell people he was working for Sean’s grandfather. While the name Ian Olethrus Owens did strike fear into others, it also would return many looks of disgust and hate, which fueled by fear could become into some violent actions. The Owens family with its long history of dark arts and support of Voldemort did not sit well with many people; Sean was the only one out of the entire blood line to be a non Slytherin and accepting of muggle borns. Which is why Ian wants to kill me, all because I don’t share his twisted vision of the world thought Sean, shaking his head at the thought of his deranged grandfather.

”I wouldn’t mention that if I were you, honestly, Ian Olethrus Owens attracts more enemies then friends or scared followers anymore. People are hearing the rumors that he apparently is dying”said Sean, mentioning what Dwight had said in the letter about Ian’s health. It had been rumors going on in the Daily Prophet that one of Azkabans most terrified might be dying, a blessing for the entire wizarding world. Hope he does die and very soon thought Sean and an evil smile came across his face for a second, one envisioning his old man grandfather squirming in agony and pain dying from some unknown attack on his old and frail body. Of course it was pure imagination as Sean really felt the man not be able to die, he was old, older than the Headmaster even and for last twelve years has been living in Azkaban of all places. He started to move to walk up the hill into Hogsmeade but stopped and walked back over to Jonathan and decided he wanted an answer first. ”What is the deal with the Ian thing, what do you think is going on? You don’t get to keep stuff from me now after two years of doing bloody hell whatever”said Sean looking right at his friend. His tone wasn’t rude or nasty, but it was blunt. What does Ian have to do with anything here?! thought Sean waiting for a response.

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Jonathan looked at his friend and knew there was no way, that he could lie to him. "Honestly, I haven't got the slightest idea, I have read and heard that they are just wanting to let him die naturally then execution. I think the latter, is the better idea, but that is me,personally. If I knew something else, I would tell you, but my job is all about dealing with the other magical governments and people from Great Britian causing problems in other countries. I am not a criminal lawyer, but I will talk to some of my friends who are and will find out for you. " he said as he stood up and started walking down the path.



He stopped and looked at his best friend. "So drinks on you? I am feeling like I wanna get messed up more then that exploding cauldron,we swapped with the professor back in my 7th year!" he laughed as he thought about that time. Bat eyes everywhere, the girls screaming and boys laughing. It wasn't just bat eyes though, there were goo everywhere and it took over a week to get it all cleaned up. "Best time we ever got a class canceled." added with a smile.

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Die a natural death? Sean never understood why they would let Ian Olethrus Owens live and not just kill him right after he was found guilty. Of course he thought the trail was a rest of time as well, when he read back on it all eventually. It made some interesting reading about what evidence was introduced and how Ian defended everything he did, and admitted to it. The guy was a deranged killer who said he got “pleasure of seeing the life leave one’s eyes”. He gave a little shake of the head, if it was up to him Ian Owens should have been killed right after they found him guilty. True, Azkaban was extremely guarded and no breakouts had happened since the Dementors were removed as guards, but he could not shake the feeling this was all going to come back to hurt them. He remembered why he had been given life instead of Dementors Kiss, Headmaster Burt Reynolds at the time was number two in the Magical Law Enforcement department, and worked it where they gave him life instead. Let him rot away in a cell like he deserves thought Sean was the reasoning apparently behind Burt’s thinking on that.

They didn’t understand however; they should have killed him not gamble life’s away. ”Headmaster Reynolds was in Ministry at the time, he made it where he was given life and not to be executed. He thinks making him locked up in a cell is hurting him. He should have been killed, they are risking a lot”said Sean, he was the one who always felt Ian would one day get out and come after him. ”If he ever escapes Jonathan…we might as well bring Voldemort back to life. My grandfather used to brag about killing once a day well, it’s been a decade since he killed anyone trust me he’s going stir crazy and planning our downfalls”said Sean he looked away and out into the distance just wondering how the world would react if one of the most deranged killers of Azkaban escaped, a man who had on mission: see the world burn. He gave a little laugh as Jonathan brought up a prank they had pulled in class to get it canceled, back when he was at Hogwarts. He grinned at his old friend, truly missing him however his thoughts were focused on Ian completely now. ’I remember….Jonathan are you sure you’re not keeping something from me? Most friends don’t show up after two years to say hi and talk about my murderous grandpa”said Sean a little hint of sarcasm was in his voice when he spoke.

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