Elijah Knight

By the time he stopped, Florence was curled up, tears streaming down her face, her whole body shaking. She wanted to tell him Stefan wouldn’t leave her, but there was something in her mind now, a word that kept repeating over and over again: halfblood. Everything was confused in her head, but while the spell was off, it started making more sense. And Eli was right: Stefan would leave if this was true. And then the curse hit her again, and she cried out in pain once more. She usually wouldn’t give him what he wanted, but she desperately needed him to stop this. “Half… halfblood.” It’s all she could manage to say, and she hoped it would be enough for him. That’s what he wanted, right?

A maniacal laugh left his lips when she finally spoke. “That’s right. Half-blood. That’s what you are. The charm is broken, it’ll all come back to you little by little.” He stepped closer to her, his fingers tightening around her throat as he roughly pushed her back against the wall. “Now, when all of it comes back to you and when he leaves you, you remember that I was the one who wanted you even when I knew what filth you really are. Do you understand me?” He let go of her before he took a small glass orb out of his pocket, showing it to her before placing it safely into her bedside drawer. “When you decide that you are better off with me, break this and it’ll take you wherever I am. But it’ll only work if you truly want to find me and you come alone. It has some interesting curses in it, if you try to fucking play me.” 

He was about to leave when his eyes fell on the necklace around her neck -- and he immediately knew who must’ve given it to her. “He really needs to get a bit more creative with his gifts.” he hissed as he got close to her, one hand examining the necklace while the other tucked her hair behind her ear. “Are you sure he gives a fuck about you, he gave the same shit to Andromeda too. You know he still has a thing for that blood traitor bitch. It’s not a secret how he lost it when she forgot him.” He scoffed as he thought of the fun he had with Andromeda, riling up Stefan had been the best part. His fingers delicately ran over the chain and the pendant before he roughly grabbed it off her neck and threw it across the room. “It really wish I didn't want to hurt you.” Within seconds his wand was on her again, all his anger being focused on the cruciatus curse he shot at her till she screamed herself hoarse and fell unconscious. 

He stared at the lifeless girl for a few seconds before he got a parchment and quill from her bag and began to write.

“Your halfblood wife is almost dead. Save her if you still want to.” - Elijah

Trying to reason with Eli, it was like trying to reason a child - completely useless. She remembered that the moment the spell hit her, a shriek of pain escaping her lips. She’d felt pain before, but not quite like this, not as painful as this was. She found herself on the ground in a short time, trying to focus on anything else but the pain was overpowering everything else. “Eli, please…” The words came out through cries of pain, feeling her eyes tear up as she tried to look at him. “Please… stop.” She wasn’t all too aware of the effects of the curse, although it felt like something else was breaking down inside of her, but she couldn’t focus on it.

He only laughed when she begged him to stop. He had no intention of stopping. “You think he is in love with you, do you?” he sneered. “Let’s see what he does when he knows the truth, shall we?” Minutes passed as he continued to use the curse on her will full intensity until he was certain the walls which were created to cover up memories of her being half blood slowly began to break. “Do you remember, Flo? Do you remember now?” he asked her barely stopping for less than a minute before the curse hit her. “Do you remember? Answer me!” 

Shivers were running down her body as he spoke, and as much as she wanted to get away from him, her back was pressed against the wall. There was no escape. “He did what?” It was the first time she heard about the protective spells, and she wanted to ask more about them. She’d been unaware Stefan did that, although now that she knew, she really shouldn’t be surprised. But even if she wanted to ask, words were caught in her throat before she could say much. And the more he spoke, the more it felt like she wouldn’t be able to place a word. Although when he stopped, wand in hand, Florence knew she had to say something; she knew better than to anger him. “It’s not like that.” She let out, eyes glancing towards her own wand, although it was too far out of reach now. “Eli, we’re… we’re broken up. you don’t get to do that anymore.”

He didn’t bother to explain about the protective spells which Stefan has cast, he had gotten past them -- he will let him know how easy it was for him to do so when he wrote to him later. “Wrong answer.” Eli snarled, his wand was pointed at her in an instant. “You know, I really never wanted to hurt you but you give me no choice. Crucio!” As the torture curse did it job on her, he felt not an ounce of regret or sadness, only a sense of victory as he got what he thought was rightful revenge on her for falling for another man. He was going to ruin her, and her betrothal for what she had done. 

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It had merely been minutes since he had fought off the dementor, the one Elijah had left him and Andromeda with, and when he saw him again with Florence, Stefan couldn’t barely control his rage. He didn’t know what he was doing with her, all he knew was that it could be nothing good. “What are you doing? Get away from her!” he snarled, raising his wand and throwing the man against the wall. He didn’t how hard he had hit but he wasn’t moving as he hurried over to the brunette. “Florence, are you alright? Did he hurt you?” @flofawley​ 

His offer was… almost tempting. As much as he scared her now, she couldn’t ignore all the good times they had together, they were all still there in her head. And for a moment, she was left fantasizing about what it would be like if she went with him; would it go back to how it used to be? But his fingers on her cheek and his words… they sent shivers down her spine, and not the good type, forcing her to close her eyes again as she tried to turn her head away from him. Although before she knew it, someone else had arrived, and she couldn’t feel Eli near; it was relieving. Yet it took a moment until she opened her eyes, gaze almost immediately falling on Stefan. “I’m- I’m fine.” She replied, voice shaking as she spoke.

@elirowle​

His expression hardened on Stefan’s arrival, and his eyes narrowed when he spoke to her. He was certain that when he had still been at school, Stefan hadn’t gotten to her, but in the few weeks he had been gone things had clearly changed. Which meant he had no choice but to show to Flo that he wasn’t pleased about. Although right now didn’t seem like the best moment to be showing her that. Luckily, he was not leaving anytime soon. “Have you stolen my girl when I was gone, Nott? And you also have your hands all over Black.” he scoffed. “Tell me -- what do you get out of going after my leftovers?” He glared at the brunette, angry to see that she seemed to be relieved by Stefan’s presence. “Run along with him then to the Great Hall, Flo, I am not stopping the two of you.” 

Stefan had just left, and despite the fact she’d assured him she was fine sleeping alone, she felt a slight peak of anxiety when she was left alone. But Florence did her best to brush it aside; nothing had happened in the past few days, and she hadn’t seen him again, and it made her think she was safe now. Yet when she lied down, she still couldn’t close her eyes. And when the door busted open, she was jumping on her feet, turning to face the door. She recognized the voice before her eyes adjusted enough to recognize his face, and it sent shivers down her spine. “What are you doing here?” Her voice was shaking, and unlike last time, she stepped backwards, wanting to create as much distance as possible.

“Well, I came to see you, don’t look so disappointed.” he sneered. “You didn’t really think your fiance’s protective spells over your dorm could stop me from seeing you?” They had been pesky barriers for sure, delaying him from getting to her but not unbreakable. He figured that they had been placed to keep her safe, and to warn him if it got broken -- but if protection spells was Stefan’s specialty, getting around them was Eli’s. “Time isn’t my friend, so let me get straight to the point.” he said, a devious smile on his features. “What made you think you can just forget me and move on? Nott was doing his weird protective bullshit with you, are you both in love?” He stepped closer to her, his wand in his hand as he waited for her to answer -- and if she didn’t give him the answer he wanted to hear, he was going to make her regret it. 

Hearing the mention of Emrys made Chloe wince, the reminder of Cain’s brother being dead bringing back the hurt when she heard the news, when she went out to try to find Cain, which lead her into this hallway. But his following words were new and her eyes narrowed. “What?” she blinked, her wand raising higher, pointing at him and ready to cast a spell. “You’re lying!” She thought he was just trying to get into her head, but when he mentioned the talisman she stopped short, her body unable to move as her mind tried to process his words. There wouldn’t be any way for him to know about her gifting her farther with the dark object, unless what he was saying was true. She felt her heart stop, unable to breathe, unable to move, as her wand slipped through her shaky hands. “No no no,” her voice barely a whisper.

He suffered before he died. That sent her over the edge, a great tremor overtook her and tears welled from deep inside and coursed down her cheeks as she fell down to her knees, knowing full well that she was leaving herself defenceless, but she couldn’t control anything as the grief consumed her.

“Now why would I lie about something like this? I won’t give you the credit unless you deserve it.” he sneered. “Besides, I hear you are shagging the older Abbott, what a perfect ruse. Nobody is ever going to suspect you. I applaud your grand plan.” Elijah was well aware the girl had barely anything to do with what truly went on but seeing her get so distressed only made him want to direct more blame on her. He wasn’t however too pleased to see her cry -- she was beginning to bore him. “Well, that’s not an answer, love, will you pass on the message or do I have to go find them myself?” 

“They have to be very important reasons if you so willingly show your face after escaping. Don’t tell me you’re already missing the places.” Rodolphus spoke, a small frown remaining on his face. He was probably not supposed to be seen with Eli, but he wasn’t all that bothered with it. Most people were panicking a little too much to stop and stare right now, anyway. “No, I like to play things smart. I don’t shit were I eat.” He responded, no matter how much he craved to just get his wand out and get rid of a person or two who annoyed him. “Does the Dark Lord know of this?”

“Well, they are important reasons, none which I wish to speak to you about.” he said, raising a brow at the other. “I see, by playing things smart if you mean doing nothing, then I guess that’s exactly what you are doing.” he scoffed. “The Dark Lord knows and approves of what I and the others have come for, he would have asked you to join but I suppose he understands that you are too busy with wedding planning. Tell me have you decided on a flavour for your wedding cake?”

Chloe took a step back when he stepped forward, her eyes narrowing as she watched him. “What the fuck are you talking about?” she asked. A part of her told her she shouldn’t give into his taunting, that he was just trying to play with her like he did so many others, but his comment wasn’t one that could be easily ignored.

“You have to keep up, Burke. You do know Emrys Abbott is dead, right?” he asked her with a smirk on his lips. “And he’s the one who let us in. Pretty sure he hated himself for it, but it couldn’t have happened if I didn’t plant a talisman on him around Christmas, something I bought from your father. He mentioned his daughter was the one who acquired it.” He stepped closed to her, his wand twirling in his fingers. “Can you do me a favour and tell the Abbotts as well as the Blackthorn boy that Emrys suffered before he died? He was practically begging to die by the time I was done with him. And all of the credit goes to you. So, it’s fair that you are the one who passes this message onto them.” 

“Hey! Don’t talk about my sister like that!” Cat exclaimed before feeling the pain shoot through her body. She fell to the floor in pain and screamed, her wand falling out of her grasp and rolling away on the floor. “Stop! Please!” she begged. “I was just trying to get away,” she insisted, trying to push herself up to her feet again. This was it, she was taking a break from alcohol if she made it out alive. “I won’t tell anyone I saw you,” she promised. 

“I’ll talk however I want to talk.” He stopped the curse only long enough for her to take a breath. “I saw you reach for you wand!” he snarled, as he raised his wand again, enjoying seeing the blonde screaming in pain. “Well, keep trying. Try to get away from me now. Try a little harder.” laughing at her words. “Oh, trust me, when I am done with you, you won’t be able to talk even if you wanted to.” 

It was tempting, to join right into the carnage that was happening all around him. But it wasn’t the Dark Lord’s orders, and he was conflicted, no matter how much he wanted to see the blood spilled. Bella was making her way back to her bedroom- he knew he had to follow her- but he’d be damned if he didn’t stray before ending up there, only to come face to face with a familiar person. “You can try, Rowle.” He challenged the other with a frown, yet he didn’t even reach for his wand. Eli would be stupid to go against another Death Eater. “How the hell did you get here?”

He had no intention of hurting the other, why would he when he knew he would be of more use when he was not writhing on the ground in pain. “I have my reasons,” Eli said with a smirk on his lips. He needed to figure how how he was framed into Cygnus’ murder, but he wasn’t going to tell that to the man who was engaged to Bellatrix Black. “But mostly it’s just to do this.” He pointed at the dead student before he turned back to the other. “You’ve been doing anything useful?” 

Her brain was telling her she should run away as fast as possible, but she couldn’t bring her body to move. And when she closed her eyes, his voice just sounded like it used to and she found herself wanting to believe none of this nightmare was happening. But she knew it was very much real when she opened her eyes again. But this was not the Elijah she loved back then, yet she couldn’t move. Even as his face was right beside hers and her breathing was becoming heavier, she couldn’t move. “Why are you here?” She managed to say, biting her lips almost instantly. Part of her wanted to cry out of fear, but not in front of him. “What doy ou want?”

His hands went up to tuck her hair behind her ear, smirk on his lips as she spoke. “Well, would it be too cheesy to say I am here for you?” he asked the other. No, she had been the last thing on his mind when he broke into the castle but now that he had come across him, he couldn’t help but wonder what it would be like to take her with him when he decided he had enough at the castle. “Don’t do that, you know I can’t resist when you bite you lip like that.” he said huskily, with his gaze on her lips. Sometimes his mind reminded him that she was a half-blood but that didn’t stop him from wanting her. “You should come with me. What are you doing cooped up in this castle anyway? We’ll get out of her and have all the fun in the world.” His fingers traced her cheek as he stepped closer. “You’re not scared, are you?”

His brows raised on seeing Andromeda so angry, it was rare that he had seen her like this despite having known her years. A smirk grew on his lips when her curse hit the man and when Elijah shot a curse in their direction, Stefan had already been expecting it and formed a shield for them to deflect it. He hated the man before him and more than anything he wanted to hurt him, but he couldn’t risk it today – not when there were other Death Eaters around who could join him any moment, and not with Andromeda with him – he needed to get her out of danger. “Walk away, Rowle.” he said in a composed tone, but his eyes were flaming with rage and he had his wand at the ready in case the other attacked again. 

“I’m sure you did, you fucked up psychopath,” Andromeda growled, though a slight smirk curved up at her lips as he got flung backwards. Andromeda wasn’t quick enough to defend the curse, but Stefan did with ease, and Andromeda was grateful to have him by her side. “I don’t care if you’re alone or not. My issue is with you.” The girl raised her wand once more. “No, he doesn’t deserve to walk away after what he did to us both,” she spat. Her eyes met Elijah’s and her gaze hardened. With a deep breath, Andromeda allowed herself to think about all the pain he’d caused her, and how she wanted to hurt him. Bad. “Crucio.” 

“And if I don’t walk away?” he spat at Stefan, thinking of all the ways he could torture than man -- but before that he had a rather angry ex to deal with. “Oh come on, Andromeda, you did have fun with me too? Don’t you remember all the kissing and the.. well, let’s not get into details right now but you were madly in love with me.” His tone was innocent and his eyes full of malice as he mocked the brunette. He began to laugh like a maniac at her reaction, which quickly turned into pained screams as he fell to the floor and writhed as her cruciatus curse hit him. “Stop it you fucking bitch.” he hissed, attempting to fight through the pain to cast a spell at her. He had suffered enough in the hands of his father to learn to not let the pain completely take over. But as he lifted his wand, he knew he didn’t have to fight her because it was turning cold and he knew what was coming. “My back-up has arrived.” he said through gritted teeth, eyes glinting, as he got off the ground -- the demontors had distracted the other two and he chose that moment to make a run for it and let the dementors handle them. @stefanxxnott​ 

Emma was having a lovely night. Yes, she was slightly annoyed at the fact that she was not made away of Death Eaters’ plans to inflitrate the school, she would have planned more accordingly. Now, she had to rip a slit through her skin tight dress in order to move about the halls, joining in with the chaos that was raining down. But she was in for more of a surprise, when she heard a familiar voice. “Well I’ll be damned,” she spoke each word slowly, a smile forming on her face when she saw Elijah. “I should have known even Askaban wouldn’t be able to handle you and end up spitting you out.”

He was ready to throw another creative curse at the next person who was in his way but a wide smile grew on his lips on seeing who it was. “Emma.” he greeted the other, his tone changing, as he lowered his wand. “What can I say? I missed my school.” he said in a mocking tone before he stepped closer to her. “Did go get yourself locked up with the rest of the little kids?” 

As soon as the chaos erupted, it sent Andromeda into a panic. Where was her family? Where was Ted? She couldn’t find either of them. However, she had stumbled across Stefan, relief flooding through her as the two of them made their way to the great hall, desperate to find the others. 

The second she turned the corner and saw him, Andromeda froze. Every single thing he had done to her came flooding to the surface, and the girl’s fists curled in anger. “You!” She cried out, instantly flicking her wand in his direction - murmuring a spell to send him flying back. “You’re going to be sorry you ever even touched me,” The girl’s tone was ice cold — a rarity from her usual warmth. She almost forgot Stefan was besides her as she stepped towards him, teeth clenched in anger as she pointed her wand at him again.

“Meda--” Stefan began but Eli began to laugh immediately cutting him out. “Meda.” he mocked the other man, looking from one to other. “Oh, so finally you two love birds fixed up that head of yours, I have to say I had some fun with that.” He began to laugh again and that was when Andromeda cursed him and while he tried to block it, he hadn’t been quick enough and he got thrown against the wall. “Look at that, you’re trying,” he growled, his eyes flashing with anger, “I appreciate that but making me angry does not help a thing. And you’ll find soon enough that I am not alone.”  Eyes dancing madly, he quickly waved his wand and sent a curse flying towards the both of them. 

His brows raised on seeing Andromeda so angry, it was rare that he had seen her like this despite having known her years. A smirk grew on his lips when her curse hit the man and when Elijah shot a curse in their direction, Stefan had already been expecting it and formed a shield for them to deflect it. He hated the man before him and more than anything he wanted to hurt him, but he couldn't risk it today -- not when there were other Death Eaters around who could join him any moment, and not with Andromeda with him -- he needed to get her out of danger. “Walk away, Rowle.” he said in a composed tone, but his eyes were flaming with rage and he had his wand at the ready in case the other attacked again.