the house of varen

[cenizobelle]

In the outskirts of London, there is a village. It is a quiet little place, but unknown to the muggles, there are several witches and wizards living there. Not all are good. There are evil sorcerers living in a house. It is no normal house. It can not be detected by the ministry of magic. In this house, there are three floors. On the top floor are two magic folk. They are facing each other. Neither of them knows nor cares for the name of this village, or for the people who live in it.

“I need a Meta!” the women said forcefully. “My power has not been acquainted with one yet!”
The man looked at her, and then replied calmly, “There’ll be one at Hogwarts; be patient NV.”
The looked into his bright blue eyes, “Varen, I need one now! My power's not as great as yours.” She said, her eyes dropping to the floor in front of his feet.
not yet anyway . . .
“And surely whilst I am adjusting myself, one of the students will uncover my identity. And they’re bound to notice the death of a fellow pupil!”

Varen considered this. “That is a valid point Ezaron.” He stopped, took a breath, and then continued, “Fine, I will find you one tonight. They will see you tomorrow.”
“Tomorrow Varen; it must be tomorrow. If I am discovered by anyone except Anya, the plan will fail, and I will have to retreat instantly.”
“Possibly. It depends who. If it is Mr. Quintus, we’ll ignore him, but if Pravus finds out, then yes, you will have to retreat. He will alert Thornton.” He said calmly.
NV breathed in sharply, and then nodded. She looked back into Varen’s eyes.
“You will have a meta tomorrow. Make sure you kill them quickly. Or you could just wipe their memory.”
NV pouted. “Quickly . . . ?” she moaned.
Varen looked at the ceiling. give me strength He breathed out quickly. “Fine, do it your own way.”
NV smiled. “Lord Varen,” she said taking a step towards him. “We need to decide who’s identity I’m going to steal.”
“Yes we do.” He said turning and walking away. “And I’ve already chosen one.”
“Oh? And I am not allowed to have chosen?
He shrugged. “You will be Robyn Zealey.”

Varen nodded, and then turned to face her. “I need your power to capture this Meta. He is strong."
NV hesitated and stepped back slightly. “N-now?” she asked nervously, eyes flicking towards the door. “You could not ask for one of the servants power?” her voice higher than normal.
“They are not powerful enough.” He said simply. “They are not as powerful as you.” A trace of a smile hinted on his lips.
I can't escape him. He's too strong. And he knows invisibility as well as I do. No better than me.
“Okay.” She said stepping forwards reluctantly, closing her eyes and bracing herself.
Varen was close to her in one stride. He placed his middle fingers on her temples and felt her shiver. He closed his eyes too and frowned in concentration.

He stepped into her mind and glided into a room. It was a big room. Full of light, no, darkness. A black light. Dark matter. Power. He half stepped half floated towards the silvery mass. This would be where he drew out her strength. He felt her shudder again. He breathed in deeply. But no air entered his lungs. Instead, power filled inside him. He felt stronger, two times stronger. He could sense he was coming to the end of her power source, so he breathed in sharply; then floated away from her power. He turned and watched as the tiny pinprick pf blackness floated around. He nodded solemnly.

Exiting her mind, he withdrew his fingers and opened his eyes. NV’s knees buckled and she fell to the floor. A person entered the room from a hidden door. Varen watched them pick up NV from a leather chair. He saw the person put her on the bed, the his eyes followed the person as they rushed out of the room quickly. Varen stood up and drew out his wand, placing a powerful shield around her. Then he strode to the window, opening it with magic, and walked out. Hovering in the air he stepped up, as if climbing up the stairs. Then he ran through the air to the rest of the village to find the Meta.

[cenizobelle]

next day at midnight

Varen stepped into the room. NV was still asleep on the bed. So he took the chance to see if she had power. He was glad to find it completely restored. He took a small amount to increase his own, and then glided out of her mind. He shook her gently. wake up NV
She got up quickly, then seeing who else was in the room, stood up eagerly. ‘So this is the Meta?” she asked Varen. She stepped towards him, a sly smile crossing her lips. He struggled weakly in the chair he was bound to. She turned back to Varen. “Drained him a bit didn’t you?” she said calmly. He shrugged.
“It was necessary.” He watched as her attention turned back to the Meta. She placed her middle fingers on his temples and entered his mind.

She glided to a room with some black light in it. It wasn’t much, but it was enough. Not As Much As I Would've Hoped. she said disapprovingly. Teach Me How To Morph. That's An Order! she commanded. She was floating into another room. She saw the man, his face screwed up in effort, his eyes tightly shut. She was flying towards him. Suddenly he was talking to her. I'll never teach you!
The corner of NV’s mouth twitched slightly. I Think You'l Be Reconsidering That Notion Very Soon!

Varen twitched slightly as he saw the mans face. What is she doing?! If she kills him . . . ! There was a quiet knock on the door. It opened with a flick of Varen’s wand. Outside stood a man. “What is it?” Varen said impatiently.
“Your clothes Varen.” The man said.
Varen rolled his eyes. “Is that the reason you interrupted me?” he said, anger rising in his voice. The man stepped back, fear in his eyes. Then he quickly bought in the black robes. He placed them neatly on Varen’s bed.
“Thank you(!)” Varen said softly. “Now get out!” he said louder, making sure to put enough force in his voice to scare the wits out of the man, but so as not to break NV’s concentration. The man scurried out so quickly, he was almost a blur. Varen nodded, then looked over at NV as the man collapsed on the floor.
Varen smiled. “So you can morph now.” She shrugged and he watched as her body changed from grown women to eleven year old child. “Anything else I need changing Varen?”
“Uhm . . . no. You got everything perfect. We are now ready. Shall we go and find this Robyn Zealey?”
NV’s eyes glinted evily as she morphed back. “Let’s go.” She said confidently, exiting the room to fetch a broom. Varen placed a shield around the drained Meta. NV would kill him later. Or, she might keep him. She didn’t have a source of power like he did. He was a good source, but pure blood might not be her type. NV stepped back into the room. “Let’s go.” She repeated.
She flew out the window, closely followed by Varen.

[cenizobelle]

Varen stepped in through the window. Robyn was dead, and in her place was NV. This was perfect. Anya wouldn’t suspect an eleven year old child! NV would now be acting as Robyn, and will go to Hogwarts instead of her. As long as she is in Slytherin we will be fine. But how can she not be in Slytherin! She was before, and she will be again. Varen nodded again as the Meta stirred. He paced over to him, readying himself to draw more power. He would keep the man here until NV returned.

[this is now over. the next you'll hear of NV will be on the train, so alice, you can get on with Sei now!]