Dangerous Truths [TONKS]

[reaper]

Reaper sneered as he walked through the heavily crowded street of Diagon Alley. It seemed as if every living breathing traitor of the wizarding world was out and about today. Their muggle loving smiles and laughs seemed to fill the street with a happiness that angered him. He wasn't usually this gloomy and angry, but lately things had just been piling up. His father had been sending letters from St. Mungo's more frequently, demanding to explain why he'd practically ruined his son's entire life nearly eighteen years ago.

He wanted no explanation from the man, he could be dead for all Reaper cared. There was no amount of explanation or excuses that could change the memory of his mother screaming as his father killed her...not with magic but his bare hands. Reaper tried desperately to push the thoughts out of his head as he walked, headed towards Knockturn Alley.

His only goal today was to acquire a new pet, a cornish pixie. He'd read that although hyper and mischievous they could often be trained to help their wizard owner with various things. His intent was to buy one and attempt to train it, the mere thought was a curious one to him. He was lost in his thoughts as he walked, trying with all his efforts to ignore the smiling muggle lovers around him...and that was exactly why just as he was about to enter Knockturn Alley he ran into a woman in the street.

"Sorry, love" He said with a smirk as he reached out in an attempt to make sure the woman didn't fall over from his sudden hit to her shoulder. He stopped short of grabbing her when he looked up and into the face of Order Member Nymphadora Tonks. Reaper didn't know her personally...but he'd heard enough about her to know that she herself wasn't headed into the same alley as him, more than likely she was here celebrating the wonderful muggle lovers day that seemed to be happening.

[tonks]

there's a fire starting in my heart

reaching a fever pitch and it's bringing me out the dark

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,10,true][atrb=style,background-image: url('http://i53.tinypic.com/wb98wn.jpg');,true] ROLLING IN THE DEEP ! Nymphadora was finishing up an ice cream that she had gotten. Chocolate. Her favorite. It was delicious. She smiled as she was enjoying it. As she was eating she continued her walk down Diagon Alley. The streets were busy. People going in and out of shops without a care in the world. Nothing thinking about what was going on outside of these magical streets. Everynow and then she would see someone reading a copy of the Daily Prophet, or she would catch someone talking about Dumbledore and Harry and how they're lying. It upset her that so many had fallen under the Ministry lie. It was incredible. Then again she couldn't blame them completely. In her eyes it was fear that was ruling the Minister and Ministry. Fear and the fact that they do not want to accept even the possibility of the Dark Lords return. She didn't understand why it was so hard to believe though. From what she has heard from the Sirius and the other older Order members, things are happening the same way they did during the First Wizardry War. Shouldn't that be saying something. She was a young girl during the first war so she didn't really remember what it was like the first time Voldemort was growing in power. One of the few things she did remember though was her cousin Sirius going away to prison. She didn't understand why at first, maybe because she was too young to. Even when she did she never believed it. She believe Sirius would never have turned on his friends or join Lord Voldemort. Of course no one really cared. That's why when she had heard he had escaped she was excited. If anyone could excape Azakaban it was Sirius that was for sure. Now though, things were becoming darker and yet people were going on with their everyday business. She wondered how long it would last though. At that moment she was brought out of her thoughts when someone banged into her. This time it was not her fault. Even though she was distracted by her thoughts she had still been able to keep walking without tripping or bumping into someone. This time it was the fault of the person who bumped her. If she hadn't been fast enough to grab a hold of something she would have fallen down, considering whoever had bumped into didn't try to help. She stood up straight when she was able to gain her balance back and looked at the man in front of her. "It's fine." she said, luckily her ice cream hadn't dropped. She looked back at the man. He was looking at her curiously. "What? You looked like you've seen a ghost or something. It was an accident. We'll leave it at that." she said trying to break his stare. She didn't recognize him, so who could he be? And why was he looking at her like that. WORDS , TAG:Reaper , OUTFIT , ANY NOTES KEEP IT SHORT!

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[reaper]

Reaper immediatly gave the women and evil smirk and shook his head, "Your bloody right it was an accident...I don't tend to make a point of running into those like you on purpose." He sneered at her as he said it, disgusted that she seemed to be stuffing her face full of ice cream as she watched him. He shook his head once again a small evil laugh escaping his lips. Muggle borns and their supporters were nothing more than a complete disgust to Reaper...a waste of space and certainly magic.

"Don't you have some sort of secret meeting to attend?" The words shot out at her violently, a tad bit of sarcasm laced among them. People walked around them silently as the confrontation began to rise slightly. Although the Order was a secret organization there were certainly rumors about it, there was no doubt that some sort of secret club existed...and Reaper knew she was a part of it. He wasn't about to let that go, she was wrong in defying the dark lord, and he intended to tell her that.

[tonks]

there's a fire starting in my heart

reaching a fever pitch and it's bringing me out the dark

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,10,true][atrb=style,background-image: url('http://i53.tinypic.com/wb98wn.jpg');,true] ROLLING IN THE DEEP ! Nymphadora had finished her ice cream as the man in front of her began to talk, in a sorted of agressive way in her opinion. "What is your problem? There's no need for insults. Didn't your mother teach you any matters." That had been totally unexpected. Here she was minding her own business, she was going to turn and walk away after the initial bump but then this guy comes out of no where and starts acting very rudely. "Who are you to start insulting people out of no where?" she said rather frustrated at the nerve of this guy. The thing about Nymphadora is she doesn't take things lying down, especially if they're directed at her or someone she cares about. She was a feisty Auror that was for sure and she wasn't about to let some random guy who nearly knocked her down go insulting her. She was basically glaring at the guy now. She was a little taken back by his next words, about a secret meeting, but she didn't let it show on her face. Nymphadora was good at lying and disguises. It was a good part of being an Auror. "What the bloody hell are you going on about? Don't know if anyone has ever told you this but I think you've sir have gone mental. Insulting someone you don't even know. Honestly. You would think that someone like you could act a little more civilized." she said and began to turn to walk away. WORDS , TAG:Reaper , OUTFIT , ANY NOTES KEEP IT SHORT!

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[reaper]

Reaper gave her an evil glare at the mention of his mother, eighteen years ago the death of his mother had been front page of the daily prophet, 'Known Death Eater murders Wife and Children'. Of course the following day a retraction had to be written as he and his siblings were clearly alive a well, however it didn't stop the death of Tabitha Reese Montague from being one people knew well. The wizarding world much like the muggle one seemed to love dwelling on past tragedies. None of that seemed to matter in the least now as the poor seven year old who had watched his father kill his mother was not standing in front of her, a grown man and a highly dangerous death eater at that. "My mothers dead, love" He said it with more of a smirk and a fact than what it really was, a painful memory.

He laughed at her next words, he was mental? No, his father was mental...Reaper was merely filled with an evil muggle hating personality. She seemed to almost be rambling or attempting to out wit him. Whatever she was doing was clearly a lost cause, Reaper could care less what the likes of her thought about him. "I assure you, you know nothing about me Nymphadora"

[tonks]

there's a fire starting in my heart

reaching a fever pitch and it's bringing me out the dark

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,10,true][atrb=style,background-image: url('http://i53.tinypic.com/wb98wn.jpg');,true] ROLLING IN THE DEEP ! She had to admit to herself she felt kind of bad when he said that his mother was dead. If he hadn't been rude to her she might of actually apologized to him but he didn't deserve an apology. Not with the way she was acting. Who in the world did he think he was? Acting like he was so superior to her. Smirking and everything. That was part of the reason she wouldn't apologize. He said his mother was dead with a smirk, as if it was nothing or something to be proud at. The nerve of him. She was done with him in her eyes. That's why she turned to walk away. She didn't want to waste anymore of her time. She was ready to continue on her way. That is until she heard her name coming from his mouth. How did he know that? She didn't say it. Not once did she mention her name. Now she was really curious but a bit more ticked off because she disliked being called Nymphadora by anyone. She turned around and faced him. Her hair was slowly turning red. "You're right. I don't know anything about you. To be honest I don't really care. I wouldn't want to waste my time with someone like you honestly. And don't ever call me Nymphadora." She said the last part a bit harshly. "I don't know what kind of game you're trying to play. But honestly, I'm bored so why don't you carry on you merry way." WORDS , TAG:Reaper , OUTFIT , ANY NOTES KEEP IT SHORT!

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[reaper]

Reaper laughed rather loudly at that, he only know her name not that she perfered not to be called it. This actually gave him a little joy, he loved knowing he was pushing the right buttons. "Why not? Nymphadora is in fact your name...is it not?" He gave her yet another evil smirk, the unfortunate encounter was turning out to be quite amusing.

"Oh your bored?" He raised one eyebrow at her, the evil smirk dissolving from his face and a look of curiousness replacing it. "I don't actually believe that to be honest, you see if you were bored you wouldn't have turned around just now and walked back over to defend your name." He laughed again, the evil smirk hinting at returning as he watched her. "Reaper Montague" He informed her, leveling the playing field slightly.

[tonks]

there's a fire starting in my heart

reaching a fever pitch and it's bringing me out the dark

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,10,true][atrb=style,background-image: url('http://i53.tinypic.com/wb98wn.jpg');,true] ROLLING IN THE DEEP ! She glared at him. "That may be my name but that doesn't mean I like it. So don't make me repeat myself." she said plainly and hard. She preferred to be called Tonks but he wasn't about to tell him that. Besides, if he knew her first name what's to say he doesn't already know her last name. So in her eyes it would be waste of breath. She continued her her glare as he responded. Unfortunately, she had given a little of herself away. If she had been smart she would have kept walking away and ignore him. Now it would be harder since he now knew something that could push her buttons. That wasn't exactly the smartest move she had ever made. Moody would be getting on her case about it too. She could already hear his voice scolding her for it. Right now she had to focus on the task in front of her unfortunately. Reaper Montague huh? "Good to know." She said plainly. She would have to remember that later. Maybe she could ask around the Order or look him up at the Ministry. She was sure she would be able to find something on this guy that may be useful. "Now that introductions are over why don't you carrying on your way. For I'm sure being an obnoxious annoyance wasn't exactly on your to do list for the day. I know it wasn't on mine." She was getting irritated with this guy. His whole personalty was screaming how he thought he was superior to her. His whole demeanor was blasting it away. And she wasn't sure how much more she could take of it. WORDS , TAG:Reaper , OUTFIT , ANY NOTES KEEP IT SHORT!

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[reaper]

Reaper laughed yet again, she was clearly bothered by the very presence of him. "Running into an obnoxious annoyance was definitely not on my agenda." He replied, twisting her words back at her for a moment. He titled his head as he watched her, a look of pure evil with psychotic potential spreading over his face. "You keep saying that but yet you're still standing here staring at me as if you'd like something..."

Reaper watched her silently for a few seconds before he spoke again, "Perhaps you can't bring yourself to walk away? Tell me, hows it feel to finally be in the presence of a full and pure blooded wizard, muggle lover?" He laughed as he said it, clearly she was repulsed by him but yet as she stood here in some sort of awe he couldn't help but wonder why. Maybe she wanted this fight to escalate? He was happy to obliged by egging it on with the suggestion that she was interested..in him.

[tonks]

there's a fire starting in my heart

reaching a fever pitch and it's bringing me out the dark

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,10,true][atrb=style,background-image: url('http://i53.tinypic.com/wb98wn.jpg');,true] ROLLING IN THE DEEP ! She glared at him. He was twisiting her words around. He was really ticking her off not. This was not how she wanted to be spending her afternoon. The nerve of this guy. If she could pull out her wand...but no. She was doing everything in her power right now to keep her wand in her pocket. She didn't want to give him that pleasure. Besides, they were in Diagon Alley. Too many innocent people around. If she did something stupid like that she would be putting someone at risk. Then everything fell together once he said he was a pureblood. "Now your stupidity makes sense. To be honest the sight of you is sickening. The fact that those like you think your so much better just because you may be a pure blooded wizard is just pathetic really. The fact that I may be related to people like you makes it worse. But you are right about one thing. I have been standing here way to long. So I'm going to go so you can go stare at yourself in a mirror or something. Buh bye." She said, turned and started walking away. WORDS , TAG:Reaper , OUTFIT , ANY NOTES KEEP IT SHORT!

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[reaper]

Reaper laughed, "That's where your clearly mistaken love, I don't think that I'm better than you I know I'm better than you." He gave her a arrogant smirk as she turned to walk away, shaking his head. "There nothing worse in this world then people pretending to be something that they clearly are not...like magical when their merely a muggle." He knew he was getting to her and a very large part of him was relishing in it.

He stepped forward after her a little, egging her on even more. "Why do you support them? They're stealing magic from you too you know?" He raised one eyebrow at her turned back, waiting for her to whirl around and respond in what he was sure would be an angry way.

[tonks]

there's a fire starting in my heart

reaching a fever pitch and it's bringing me out the dark

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,10,true][atrb=style,background-image: url('http://i53.tinypic.com/wb98wn.jpg');,true] ROLLING IN THE DEEP ! She turned to face him but kept walking. "If your so much better than me why are you still talking to me?" she asked and then turned around again. She was really getting tired of hearing his voice, especially now when the only things coming out of it were obnoxious things. She hated people who talking badly about muggles. There was nothing wrong with them. Her dad was an muggle. She didn't see any problem with being born to a muggle nor being a muggle born witch or wizard. They were just as powerful as anyone. Take Hermione Granger. That girl was one of the smartest witches Nymphadora knew and she was a muggleborn. She was sure that Harry and Ron had gotten out a few scrapes thanks to Hermione, and Hermione was a good friend. It took her a moment that Reaper was beginning to follow her. What did he want? To annoy her. It was working that was for sure but was that he wanted? At the moment it seemed like it but she was ready if he decided the esclated the situation in any way. She didn't stop walking when she answered him over her shoulder. "I've actually learned things from Muggles. But I guess that something your small mind wouldn't be able to comperhend." WORDS , TAG:Reaper , OUTFIT , ANY NOTES KEEP IT SHORT!

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[reaper]

Reaper smiled at her, "That's a very good question love." He stopped walking behind her and gave her a look up and down. "I was hoping to inspire you too look more into a pure blood world but clearly the muggles have tainted your mind." He turned at that and began to walk back towards Knockturn Alley, his mind once more on his initial task of buying a Pixie.

When she spoke again he looked over his shoulder at her, "Now that's just a pity..muggles teaching wizards things?" He started to laugh as he said it, "Learn whatever you wish from them but keep them out of the school system love, we don't need them poisoning the minds of wizard youth...its bad enough you let them attend"

[tonks]

there's a fire starting in my heart

reaching a fever pitch and it's bringing me out the dark

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,10,true][atrb=style,background-image: url('http://i53.tinypic.com/wb98wn.jpg');,true] ROLLING IN THE DEEP ! She laughed a bit at his words about being tainted. "And I am happy for it. If I had grown up and turned out like you, well that I is punishment I would not want to live with." Inspire? I wonder if he used that word on everyone. What a joke. She laughed herself. "You better watch what you say. For I would love to see a muggle born make you eat your words." she said before turning back around and walking off. She really hoped that that would be the last of this Reaper guy. She had had enough of his ego and "pure blood" superiority for a lifetime. Just the thought of him wanted to make her gag. How egotistical can a person be. As she said. She would pay to see a Muggle born make him eat his words. That would be quite the site. One thing for sure. She would have to look him up. A guy like that, he's just screaming Voldemort follower. He could possibly be a Death Eater, which would explain a lot. If he is, she hoped that if she had the unfortunate luck to come into contact with him again she would have the pleasure to capture him. WORDS , TAG:Reaper , OUTFIT , ANY NOTES KEEP IT SHORT!

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