Post by Elaine Lyra Dupree on Jan 7, 2019 11:35:33 GMT -7
Elaine had to admit, the Wizarding World had been pretty quiet since Harry James Potter had disappeared into the night, with his wand the only evidence that the Ministry had found in their search for him. It was hilarious to watch them run in circles like idiot dogs, all pointing the fingers in every direction possible. Of course, plenty of fingers had been pointed at Elaine herself for the disappearance, but her lying low tactic had paid off to her advantage, and for whatever reason the Ministry was not naming her the Number One Suspect. Such a pity.
Today, she was enjoying a cup of tea in one of the private back rooms of the Hogs Head, her stooge Anise with her to keep her entertained. Suddenly, a commotion stirred up outside in the pub, and Elaine ordered her to see what the fuss was about. After a few minutes of twirling her wand between her fingers, Anise burst in looking terrified. Turns out, there were dragons loose in Hogsmeade, causing a ruckus and all around destruction. Elaine perked up, intrigued. Dragons, eh? She had always wanted a dragon if she was honest. She didn’t believe that all dragons were mindless, vicious beasts. Well, vicious yes, but not mindless. She had been doing her research, and she was of a mind that with proper professionals in place, she could take a dragon egg and raise it to be a creature of precise destruction. In her favor.
Elaine leapt up; this was a perfect opportunity to get up close and personal with a dragon, to see its’ destruction first hand before the Ministry arrived in full force. She opened her bag and thumbed through her vials of Polyjuice Potion. She couldn’t wear Anise’s face; they were at Hogs Head and she was too skinny and frail to take on a dragon. An idea clicked into place, and Elaine smirked as she removed the vial labeled Richie. Richie Trudeau, who would have every reason to come charging into the chaos guns blazing. “Anise darling, be a dear and send a message to Richie telling him to stay put?” Elaine purred, nodding to the fireplace and the coffer of Floo Powder next to it. As Anise delivered the message, Elaine took a sip of the Polyjuice Potion, and transformed into Richie. With a wave of her wand, she changed into Richie’s normal black robes to blend in more. “Be back in a flash,” she said in Richies’ deep voice, winking as he rushed outside, wand out and ‘ready’ to fight.
Elaine carefully made her way to the dragon, carelessly careening debris to the side with her wand. She could feel her senses tingling, her adrenaline pumping. Oohhh how she had MISSED this. “I need backup! Going to try and get the Stunner to his underbelly! Protective spells, now!” Elaine called out to the crew of people she had just passed. She didn’t check to see who would respond to her call, but kept making her way closer and closer to that magnificent beast.