CrabboyleNoir The second chapter (which for lack of a title, it will call it yet).
Fandom: Harry Potter .
Characters: Crabbe, Goyle, and all those who fall into my hands.
Disclaimer: Everything that is mine belongs to others. And do not make money with this.
Notices, features and demases: AU, so far nothing else.
Previous chapter: Foreword .
CHTMLXrnaba at equal intervals between the plight of his client and cross and uncross her sensual legs.
was not as Lucius Malfoy (now sitting in front of you looking at the donuts in disgust) had ; to rekindle their friendship with the dubious tycoon who called himself Lord Voldemort (whose mother, said Malfoy, was cross-eyed) and although at first things were idyllic and perfect After several months of living happily realized it was over between a rock and a hard place.
-all started & amp; oacute; with Nagini ... "recounted the client, lighting a cigarette.
Sitting at the table, Crabbe pointed out the details carefully. Goyle was leaning on the wall in silence, looking hard, (which is harder than it sounds).
Apparently, they had spent just over two weeks since Voldemort's snake, Nagini, had disappeared without a trace.
-At first, I thought Malfoy explained that it was a fad, it was a normal reaction to a loss so great, and I gave him my full support. - Here sighed loudly "But soon my friend's attitude became even more bizarreto more distant frÃay, and gradually I realized that apparently it was only me to blame for the disappearance of the snake ... And if not disappear Suddenly I too, would no longer escape. I do not know c & amC
The newspaper, as the blond, was a sign of confidence that Lord Voldemort had given him some time ago as a Valentine's gift, and never had , to recover or question raised before.
"Reminded of that, he began to shout and threaten all sorts of horrible evils if not returned immediately or if he revealed some of their contents-had Malfoy." All this left me in shock, "she said with eyes on infinity and his voice trembling.
leg stretched to the detectives in style. Crabbe, finishing his second donut, he felt a bit embarrassed about the state of the office. Goyle on the other hand, was tired of standing hard-looking.
"I need discretion," the blonde "I can not get to the Aurors in this because if Voldemort found out I hate it. If I make it obvious that I fear for my insuranceity will be to admit that I deserve to be in danger. And if I admit that I hurt the snake ... I never forgive.
But when asked if he had really read the paper, the determination of the fair at the end hesitated, unsure and embarrassed tone, and said that unfortunately did not. I had not read, and I had no idea of what he said, but he was no longer in their possession. Then, with proud and dignified gesture, he refused to answer anything else.
I begged them, yes (smoking seductively and leg crossing and uncrossing tanto that should have laces) was that they found the snake and found out what had happened to her. This could prove his innocence and return to his old life without raising a fuss.
- Will he return to him? In spite of everything he has done? - Crabbe asked indignantly barely able to contain himself, with his eyes wide with surprise.
Goyle gave him a look of disapproval, but Malfoy sighed and turned off the crushing cigarette in the ashtray.
"Despite what you and others may think, Lord Voldemort is not a bad man. It is racist, cruel and bloodthirsty. Y estobsessed with school age youth. And be willing to kill all their loved ones for a tricycle at second hand. And it's megalomaniac vegetarian. But he has had a difficult childhood, and many problems. It is also my best friend said with bright eyes before putting on a wide-brimmed hat overshadowed his very masculine expression. - I look forward to hearing from you, gentlemen.
With this rose, and after leaving your business card on the table and dedicate a nod, out the door.
Once alone, the two detectives looked for a moment, looking at the site
TMLXC
* The thing about drawing is that apparently the black ink and watercolor
yes they are different. This has been a little weird all: the ink is much thicker and ocher and it shows. I hope you fall into force vuestos hearts to forgive me, I promise it last time. Sniff, sniff.
Well, this chapi has not been very active, and you tell me if you have bored a lot.
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