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[October Hemingway]

So many things had happened within the past few months. Emotions had been released from Tobie's normally guarded heart, and look where it had gotten her. After loving Avery Bishop, after loving Albus Potter, life jut had to turn on her and stab her through the heart. The concept of loss had never truly sunk into Tobie's skin until a few hours ago, when she had woken up from yet another nightmare; the ones where Corliss and Brendon haunted her dreams. Yes, she had found out who killed her darling Albus, and she had witnessed the other murder Avery. The only difference ws that Corliss had comitted the act wout of fear, and Brendon had done it in cold blood. Even hearing the two names left a bad taste in October's mouth, making her want to scrub her tounge until she no longer felt that inner disgust for what they had done. Never would she be able to kill anyone, let alone an ex-boyfriend or housemate.

October had no place in particular that she wanted to go to; everywhere just seemed to bring back memories of who she had lost. It had been a month since she had been outside atall...it may have seemed like a drastic move but until those wounds were safely healed, Tobie felt as if even the sight of the Whomping willow or Forbidden Forest would lead her to do something stupid. Something she would regret. And what made the problem worse was the fact that Rowen seemed to be pulling away from her. Never before had the two Hemingways been so far apart. They did everything together...but now Aiden and Kia seemed to be filling in the cracks between the two. Rowen just wasn't acting himself; she even swore that he was joking around with a few Hufflepuffs a week ago. Slytherins kept to their own House, never finding the needing to interact with those who didn't bear the colors emerald and silver.

After finding herself in front of a door, Tobie pushed it open to find herself in the Trophy Room. It was actually quite nice in there; peaceful with a dim light. She found herself weaving in and out of the aisles of trophies from years and years ago, fingertips gliding lightly across the glass cases. Memories came back to her when she read some of the inscriptions; she saw a few House Cups that belonged to Slytherin...ones that he been awarded during her time at Hogwarts. The Quidditch Cup had been given to her House two years in a row (coincidently when she had been one of their Beaters) and she smiled when she saw one of her little pins on one of the wooden boards. She had stopped playing Quidditch the year she stopped dating Albus, and never felt the need to get on a broom after that.

Secretly she wished someone would keep her company p in this quiet place, but she had a bad feeling nothing was going to happen. Nothing seemed to work in her favor nowadays.

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[Brendon Mitchell Keaton]

Brendon walked aimlessly round the halls thinking over what had happened recently. He had finally told Tess how he felt about her and found she felt the same way. He loved her so much, but he kept slipping up which didn't help. He also had killed Albus Potter which made him feel one step closer to his main goal. However, he had also failed to kill his sister and older brother when he had the chance. He growled angered by that failier and decided to bide his time and wait until another perfect moment. He had still gotton away with the killing of Albus. No one knew apart from the two potter siblings, the Krum girl, the Lastrange boy, the Lupin boy and possibly Blake. As long as he kept to the story Brendon knew that he would be safe.

He suddenly realised where he had involuntarily wandered too. He looked up to see the door of the trophy room looming before him and opened it checking the coast was clear. He, unfortunatly didn't see October, walked in and looked round at the trophies that people had won. He wasn't really concentrating on the trophies, his main reason for coming here was so that he could pace and plan his next move against the Potters. He suddenly saw a girl looking at the House Quidditch Cups and scowled recognising her. He didn't like either of the Hemingway twins before and now that he had killed her ex boyfriend he didn't like her even more. He turned the other way and pretended to look at the special services to the school awards.

[October Hemingway]

Tobie was trying her best to fill her mind with the happy memories that lined the walls, filling the glass cases. These were moments she should dwell on; she really had to move on from Al...from Avery...Closing her eyes and biting her lip, she felt a tear or two slide down her cheeks. Wiping them away furiously, she turned to leave when she saw Brendon Keaton standing, observing a few other awards. She held in a grimace, keeping stone-faced as she greeted him.

"Hello, Brendon." she said politely, offering a half-smile. She knew she was in for a tounge-lashing; Brendon was one of the most loyal Slytherins there was and she had just switched Houses...it probably wasn't a good idea to be alone with him for too long. Sighing and steppin so she stood beside Brendon, she tilted her head down but carefully watched their translucent, almost ghost-like reflections in the glass. "How has everyone been dealing with my absence?" she asked, then realizing how snobbish that sounded. "I mean...I had a lot of friends in Slytherin." she finished, covering up for her minor blunder.

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[Brendon Mitchell Keaton]

Brendon tore his eyes from Tom Riddle's award and glared at her, the traitor to this house, just like her brother was "October." he said gruffly and went back to the trophies. He frowned feeling furious with her and everyone else, apart from Tess and he knew that he would be pushing it if he put his plans into action. He had closed his eyes and frowned wishing there could be some other way, when he heard her question and glared at her again, "not really, it's not like you transferred schools. Well I say not really, people are calling you a traitor to our house, but what's new with you and your brother." he said slightly angrily.

[October Hemingway]

Tobie bit her tounge at Brendon's comment; she had only switched Houses...was she really a traitor? It wasn't as if she killed anyone, unlike some people she knew. Noting the edge in Brendon's tone, it took all of October's heart to keep her wand in her pocket. Brendon had never been the "warm-and-fuzzy" type, though something made Tobie feel...tense. Like something was about to happen. "Is that so?" she asked nonchalantly, trying seem interesting in the trophy in front of her. "Well, you can't please everyone." she ended cooly.

October remained silent as Brendon's sarcasm cut through her like a knife. She didn't appreciate the tone of his voice, seeing as he was referring to her brother as a traitor as well. She bit her lip; she knew the actual state that she and her brother were in. It frightened her, actually. The fact that Rowen's battle with Nikita landed him in the Hospital Wing, where he now had to spend so much of his time to have his burns from the Fiendfyre ccurse fully healed. Shaking the thought away, she decided to ask about one of she and Brendon's only common interest, no matter how diverse the reason may be. "How's the DE? I know I haven't been able to attend the past two meetings due to test retakes." she lied smoothly. She was actually doing quite well in her new classes, but she'd never let anyone know that. It was best she had that valuable excuse rather then quit and let her alligence with the NO become known. She was definately being a traitor now...she held a superior position in the Inner Circle and becoming a member of the New Order was severely dangerous...and held unavoidable consequences. Take Rowen, for example, who was almost killed by Nikita. And he wasn't even in the DE!

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[Brendon Mitchell Keaton]

Brendon saw her bite her tongue and smirked. He nodded and heard her tone change. He listened to the rest of what she said and heard the lie. "The DE is fine." he said watching her closely. "I thought we were getting more things done. now I know why." he said snidingly. He smirked and said "You and your brother are in a very dangerous position. I heard about your brother's little fight with a certain DE member. Now if someone lets it slip to Charlotte or Kia that would be a tad unfortunate wouldn't it?" he taunted.

[October Hemingway]

Tobie narrowed her eyes as Brendon dared to comment about her brother. "Well I think Rowen is brave. More brave then Nikita who depended on some sort of connection with Zane in order to survive--" she paused, unsure if Brendon had heard about all of this and decided to button her lip before she said too much. Eyes darkening to a dark brown, Tobie felt compelled to reach for her wand, which was tucked securely in one of the Ugg boots she had grown accustomed to wearing during the winter months. Standing still, she turned to face Brendon before continuing. "Unfortunate? What's unfortunate is the fact that you're in the DE." she snapped. "And what's even more unfortunate is what I'll do to your face if you mock my brother again!" she growled, grabbing her wand, the tip glowing red as she pointed it at Brendon. "So watch yourself, Keaton."

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[Brendon Mitchell Keaton]

Brendon scowled at October. He had heard about this stupid connection, which made him hate Niki more as she was connected to the main enemy. He growled at her when she snapped and said "Temper Temper Miss Hemingway. You don't wanna make anyone angry do you?" He saw her hand twitch like she was going to draw her wand on him and put his hand in his jacket pocket holding onto his own tightly. "Don't you dare threaten me Hemingway. It's not wise to be fratenising with both DE and NO you know. You're brother is playing a very dangerous game and I fear you are too."

[October Hemingway]

Tobie gritted her teeth as Brendon talked to her as if she were a child. "Temper, indeed." she seethed, unafraid of her former housemate as he continued on. "I'll threaten whomever I choose to threaten." she said with a cheeky smirk. She felt her breath catch in her throat. He knew? "Making accusations is a dangerous game to play, Keaton." she said. "But we both know you have no regard for anything except yourself. You value no one and nothing; not even life." she finished. "You don't even value life." she finished darkly. "Because you and I both know that the death of Albus Potter was no accident, you asshole."

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[Brendon Mitchell Keaton]

Brendon smirked as she started seething, however this smirked turned into a scowl after she said the next thing. "I'm not making accuasations, I know that your brother is in the NO and I think that your house is not the only thing you have changed." He had heard her catch her breath and knew he was right in his suspicions. He listened to what she said about value and scowled "I value Tess. I love her so much. I have regard for her and my family." he said. He took a deep breath feeling angry and then his breath caught in his throat. She knew? "Potter's death was an accident. his broom was found by him, he must have lost balanced and fell." he said cooly. "As you said yourself, making accusations is a dangerous game to play Hemingway."

[October Hemingway]

Silence filled the air. Sometimes the silence spoke the truth, othertimes it underlined affairs that had been hidden underground. The fact that neither of the two had something to say meant something. Tobie's eyes narrowed, flashing as cold as ice. A ball of anger clenched in her stomach...how could he blatantly lie about something like a death? Sure, people did it every day, but did he seriously not have a conscience at all?

"Fuck you." she said through gritted teeth. "Fuck you and your DE, and your Tess and your bullshit." she snarled, tone venomous. Her Hair and eyes darkened as that anger progressed through her system like a disease. "You're a murderer. You're nothing but dirt. People like you are the scum of the earth." she continued, raising her wand once more and pressing it into Brendon's throat. "I wouldn't mind spending a hundred years in Azkaban prison if it meant watching you rot beside me." she said darkly. She continued to apply pressure to her wandtip, hoping to stress his breathing ever so slightly. "You're not even human, you beast." she spat, the words like poison. "You deserve to be treated like the dog you are."

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[Brendon Mitchell Keaton]

Brendon watched as the silence hung between them like dust and watched as Hemingway's emotions struggled. He watched as she changed from nerves to fury. He was slightly taken aback by her tone as she started talking and frowned at the language used "That isn't very ladylike language." he taunted, but frowned as she pulled her wand on him and pressed it into his throat. He glared at her pushing her away from him and placing his wand on her throat. "How dare you threaten me and call me scum! You sure you wanna risk leaving Rowan in a very vunerable position if you go to Azkaban? I know for sure that someone knows that he is in the NO and what if that person lets it slip in front of Kia without you there to protect him?" he carried on taunting. He glared at her "At least I am not a traitor to both her house and her friends!" he shouted furious at her.

[October Hemingway]

Tobie narrowed her eyes when Brendon spoke of her brother. "Are you threatening to kill me, Keaton?" she mused. "You'll be pissing off a whole lot of DE members, including Charlotte, if you kill me." she finished cooly. "Let's not forget who's third-in-command." she snapped. "I could have your death arranged within days." she continued on, that rush of power soaring through her veins. "And I don't need to protect Rowen. He can hold his own." she said darkly.

"Traitor?" she word was foreign on her lips. "Well, maybe I am a traitor! But at least I'm doing it for the right reasons, and I'm not out ruthlessly killing people to fuel my own Superiority Complex!" she snarled, the rage of her tone emitting in hot waves. "Rowen's not the only one in the NO, you asshole." she said hotly. "I'm putting my life in jeopardy in order to bring justice to the DE. I'm a ranking officer in the DE and I'm part of the New Order. I've been giving them secrets and times of our meetings and guess what?" she said, inching closer to Brendon. "I'm loving every minute of it."
"Stupify!"

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[Brendon Mitchell Keaton]

Brendon scowled and shook his head "No I wasn't threatening to kill you, myself." he added smirking. He shook off her threat and pretended to be scared "Ooh that really scared me." he said sarcastically. "I don't care whether you are third in command, you're a bloody traitor to the DE and you shouldn't be in that place of power. And I do not kill people to fuel a superiority complex that I don't have! And there is no right reason to be a traitor to us!" He shouted furious "Well wouldn't it be a shame if I just let it slip what you told me to Charlotte? You and Rowan should watch what you say and who you say it to." he threatened. Upon hearing her stunning spell he quickly muttered "protago" and blocked her spell.

[October Hemingway]

A dark look crossed October's face as Brendon spoke. Now she knew why she hated him so much. "To us?" her question came off more rhetorically than anything. "What is the DE, exactly?" she asked, again her question meant to go unanswered. "After some deep and intensive thought, I've come up with a definition for the Death Eater's organization," she said, folding her arms over her chest. "DE; noun." she began, as more of a smart-aleck statement. "A tightly-knit clique of angsty teenagers who follow under the rule of a girl who doesn't know the first thing about leadership." she smirked lightly, feeling the old Slytherin rush run through her veins. "Definition two. A group of cowards who are afraid of being killed for standing up for the right thing." she continued, aware that Brendon was probably about ready to kill her. "Or three. The organization," she sneered as she spoke. "That will, in the end, lose."

She turned her back, looking at one of the house cups that Slytherin had won. She closed her eyes, hiding the dark brown irises momentarily. When she opened them, they were a piercing blue. "Oh, I dare you to tell Charlotte. I dare you." she scoffed. "As if she'll believe you. You're just a pawn, Keaton. We're all pawns.." she felt the ice in her tone as she continued. "Do you really think Charlotte gives to shits about any of us? she asked. "Do you think she really care?" she laughed lightly. "No. She only cares if we win. If we do what we're told. If we do, she rewards us with high ranks and stiff compliments but you know what?" she asked. "Talk is cheap. I want to do something for the greater good."

She turned, staring Brendon in the eye. "What you're doing is selfish." she finished coldly. "Brendon," she began, trying to calm herself down. "You don't have to...you don't have to do this any more..." she looked at him pleadingly. "You don't have to kill...you don't have to do any of this any more!" she bit her lip. "Please..."

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