Post by Elaine Lyra Dupree on Oct 24, 2017 10:54:34 GMT -7
It had been a few days since Elaine’s master plan had come into fruition, and she couldn’t have been more pleased with the way it turned out. They had allowed a leak that localized terrorist groups had been responsible for the explosions, and they had been more than happy to take the blame. Little did the Ministries know that it was in fact the Purifiers who had carefully placed explosive devices on both the Beauxbatons carriage and the Durmstrang ship, causing them to explode once outside Hogwarts’ magical boundaries. Elaine had seen a little of the aftermath of the ships’ explosion, and she had been quite pleased with Ursulas’ handiwork. The womans love of explosions and destruction was equal to her own; she would be rewarding the Purifier for a job well done. There was a reason Elaine had ventured out to the wreckage of the Durmstrang ship, and that was to retrieve a student of particular interest to her: Maria da Silva Povoa. She was half veela, and had, according to her file, inherited the pyromancer gift of the true veelas, which intrigued her. Alastor, if he were still around, had been very interested in veela dissections, but Elaine was not looking for a science project. No, a veela with pyromancer powers could be of great use to her…
The hooded man appeared on her boat, carrying the unconscious and bloodied Maria with him. She scanned the girls body quickly before declaring that she was not dead yet. “We’ll get her back to Shannon, the woman will be able to patch her up,” she instructed. They made their way back to shore and got Maria into one of the many safe houses Elaine owned nearby. The Veela was cleaned, healed and given potions via a tube to keep her blood supply up. After a few days, Shannon gave Elaine the OK that Maria would be awake soon. Willingly, she gave over a strand of her golden hair to Elaine and walked off to another room, only to leave when summoned. Elaine drank the Polyjuice Potion and took on the appearance of the nurse before walking into the room where they were keeping Maria.
She had designed it perfectly - the room looked exactly like a ward in Saint Mungos, even though it clearly was not. She donned Shannons’ healer robes, so that she looked the part. There were empty beds around, one with curtains drawn around it to make it look more convincing. Elaine stopped in front of Marias’ bed and sat down in the chair next to her. In one pocket she kept the flash of Polyjuice Potion, should this interaction take longer than an hour, and in the other she kept a bracelet; if it was latched onto Marias’ wrist, she would not be able to use her pyromancer abilities, as the iron material within the piece of jewlery were warded against special abilities. She rather hoped it would not be necessary, but it was better to be safe than sorry. Elaine sat back in the chair, twirling a golden strand of hair in between her fingers, looking for a sign of life from the Durmstrang veela.
MARIA CAMILA DA SILVA POVOA