Dark Arts Classroom

[Millicent Bulstrode]

Millicent glared between Theo and Blaise. They were both members of her house and she hated to have to watch this. She didn't like it. Targeting other students was one thing, those who asked for their punishments and those who opposed the cause. Nope, she didn't like this at all.

[Saka (M.H.)]

(Sorry Marah I thoughT I had rebooted but didn't. wE WILL PLay this through then reboot.)


Blaise felt the curse hit him like a thousands needles stabbing every nerve ending in his body. He let out a scream as he fell to his knees on the floor. His only hope was that this would be over soon.

[Ginny Weasley]

(Why are we rebooting...?)

Ginny watched the display impassively, hating what she was seeing there was no denying, torture was torture, it was all barbaric, but glad at least it was the SLytherin's getting the brunt of it for once and not herself or those she cared for.

[Saka (M.H.)]

(I thought you wanted me to last night. I may be thinking wrong. Sorry.)

Susan looks toward Ginny a slight look of fear in her eyes. She hated this but knew there was no way out of it. This was war after all. I war that had only been at a stale mate for years.

[Theo Nott]

Theo held the spell for a moment before looking to the professor for his reaction. He did not want to drop the spell to early as that would just refocus the mans ire to him. After about twenty seconds he dropped the spell hoping that Anycus was just proving a point.

[Saka (M.H.)]

Blaise fought with his instinct to curl up on the floor and shakely lifted himself to a standing position before nodding at Nott.

[Pansy Parkinson]

Frowning, Pansy held her breath as she watched Theo curse Blaise. She felt sick.

[Amycus Carrow]

Aaah~ there was that delicious sound he had been craving. Not as heartfelt as he would have liked, but surprisingly good for the boy's first attempt anyway.

Amycus's lips curved up in wicked pleasure as Blaise's screams echoed around the room, dark eyes flickering over to the Nott boy as he held the spell, gaze running over his features a few beats as he examined his reaction.

There was pleasure there, enjoyment... he could see it... Perhaps the brat wasn't a lost cause after all.

Prowling over he lightly clipped the Slytherin over the back of his head as his eyes fell at last to the fallen boy.

"Next time you don't stop without permission," he scolded him, though his tone was more amused than anything. "Did you enjoy that Nott? The way the power rushed through you, caressing your senses, filling you with that thrumming thrill?"

[Draco Malfoy]

Draco watched his expression carefully passive, his opinion- one way or another- unseen, unlock most of the others in the class.

[Theo Nott]

Theo took the blow and the rebuke in stride. He had figured something like that was going to happen when he released the spell, but had done so anyways.

When Amycus asked him about the use of the spell, his lips quirked up slightly, a small demonic smile lighting his face. "Yes sir, I did. The rush of the magic was intense and very gratifying."

[Amycus Carrow]

Slowly the man's teeth showed in a shark like grin, the hand that had hit Theo now sliding up to bury in his hair in a tender manner, pleased by the hunger he could sense in the boy.

No... perhaps not a lost cause at all... He'd need to make a point of playing with this one more. He needed to loose that need t kiss arse and focus more on letting that potential loose.

"I'm so glad to hear you say, dear boy~" he crooed, hooded eyes,sliding over his face before shifting to the fallen Slytherin before him. "Since you're enjoying the power you have over your class mate so much, I'll let you keep it a while longer... Ask Mr Zabini what distracted him long enough to be late to my class. If he fails to give an adequate answer, you get to curse him again. I'll even let you decide what is adequate... but fail to curse him when you should, and I'll retake that power and curse you instead... understand the game precious thing?"

[Theo Nott]

Theo nodded and looked between the professor and Blaise. "What could have possibly taken your attention long enought o delay you Blaise?" he asked. "You never distracted that easily in the past." he added before shifting slightly his stance eager, as his body thrummed with anticipation.

[Draco Malfoy]

Draco glared at Theo but didn't comment. It was pointless to, the psycho would get what he wanted and make a mirror image of himself in the process.

[Pansy Parkinson]

Pansy tilted her head to the side, watching Theo carefully. It was the first time she saw her housemate look so... hungry.

[Saka (M.H.)]

Blaise takes a slow steadying breath before tilting his head slightly. "Personal matters that I would prefer to keep personal," Blaise comments. "Which is something you know full well I pride myself on." Most of his housemates knew that he did not believe in over sharing and sometimes not sharing at all, his personal life was just that personal.

[Amycus Carrow]

Amycus simply smiled lazily, lifting a hand to polish his nails against his shirt in a bored manner as he waited to see how Theo would react. Honestly the idiots stubbornness was both amusing and suited his purposes. What a lovely way to teach them how to break someone than with a live demo. He'd see if Nott could manage anything and if not he'd step in... there was a high likelihood that there would be a messy end and they would be one student down if it came to that... but che sera sera. Sacrifices had to be made in teaching. Snape would get over it... eventually.

The smirk grew as the man had a lovely image of posting the boy's mother his head after the fact. Still he did have to question once again the intelligence of Slytherin House. Give the Malfoy brat his due, at least he knew when to fold to save his own skin.

[Theo Nott]

Theo tilted his head to the side, his mind going over what Blaise had said. "That answer lacks the proper information." he said as he flicked his wand and cast a body bind spell, quickly followed by the Cruciatus once again. He wanted to test a theory he had heard about the body bind making the spell more stimulating for the recipient. His eyes flashed with malice and a sic sort of pleasure as the dark magic washed through him once more.

[Saka (M.H.)]

Blaise felt his body stiffen without his control with the bodybind curse before pain worse then what he had felt befofre hit him. He was powerless to find even the small relief of screaming as his body was motionless even as it was assault by what felt like a hundreds of bludgers. He was seriously considering if his mother was worth this. Why did he let her and this new guy affrect him so much.

[Amycus Carrow]

Amycus's eyes flashed at the little deviation as the boy began to play with the spell, letting himself flirt with its possibilities as he started to aquaint himself wth it. That delicious hungry look was back too.

Moving up behind Theo, the Death Eater slid a hand up to slide through his hair, chest lightly leaning against his back as he leaned over the boy's shoulder to purr in his ear, hot breath ghosting over his cheek.

"Very good Nott... nice way to augment your casting," he chuckled, fingers lightly drawing over his scalp as he continued to pet him, sadistic gaze sliding up to the boy at their feet. "But your not bashing the bludger here, boy... Show Mr Zabini how much he means to you. Don't just use his body, aquint yourself to it. Feel where his weak spots are, let the spell rise and fall, make him think it can't possibly get worse and then push him further, make him think that you're about to stop then press on again. Take him to the edge of his control, the edge of his sanity and let him look over then call him back. Again and again and again... That is how you break someone, sweet child... Now, show me what you can really do."

[Millicent Bulstrode]

Millicent's glare narrowed as she continued to watch what Theo was doing. She hated this. She wanted to scream out at him to just stop already, but considered that it'd probably be pretty stupid if she did that. She'd have to give him a piece of her mind later. He was off her friends list though, that was for sure. She didn't fault him for following orders to avoid trouble, but that he was enjoying doing this to him. It was such a sickening act of betrayal. It wasn't even a forced enjoyment either. It was genuine. He sucked.

[Theo Nott]

Theo's wrist twisted as he re-enforced the spell, increasing the intensity of his casting. His breathing coming in little gasps. The professor whispering in his ear was odd, but strangely comforting at the same time. The power Theo had over his classmate was intoxicating.

Looking at others in the class briefly he could see the disgust on some of their faces, as well as indifference on some. He knew that his actions would cause some of his classmates to hate him even more than they already did, and others to distrust him for his actions.

Surprisingly that caused him little worry, he wasn't afraid of students, the professors however terrified him, their abilities had to be respected. Looking back at Blaise he twisted his wrist again bring the curse to a lower level of intensity, his control of the spell slipping, he was not as proficient in the spell as he wanted and eventually his control over it failed, releasing blaise from the Cruciatus but still leaving him bound.

[Saka (M.H.)]

Blaise felt as the spell would increase and decreasse in intensity, several times wondering if this was what insanity felt like. If the total lack of control but the unending pain all that those that were insane could have. He had no choice but to stare at Theo as that is where his eyes had landed when the spell first hit. As the Cruciotios left him the pain remained as ice and fire along his nerve endings yet he was still motionless, the only thing to think about was the pain and maybe form an excuse for his lateness, obviously this cat and mouse game had to end soon if he wanted to be any good to anyone.

[Caden McGinnis]

Caden arched a subtle brow as he watched the scene unfold before him. Something...was seriously messed up here. The way Nott was enjoying that, with this twisted sort of gleam in his eyes...that was pretty damn revolting. Of course, he kept his usual, light expression in place, his thoughts never betraying themselves, but damn...he wasn't very fond of that guy. Loyalty was something he had always prized, and this guy was turning on his friends, and even reveling in it first chance he got.

[Draco Malfoy]

Draco was torn... Blaise was his mate and he kind of wanted to help out of possible. But the boy would have to look past his stuborness to *at least* come up with a decent plausable lie. The fact that he hadn't done that right off drove the blond nutters as it was the most obvious solution. But Blaise, in simple Bliase fashion, couldn't be arsed to put forth an effort for his deception.

How was it people didn't know how to play this game yet?

[Ginny Weasley]

Ginny just watched with a sickened expression. She was glad - selfishly glad - that it was that prat Blaise on the ground and not someone she cared about... but still. She found no enjoyment out of watching him scream and writhe. And for once her mind was like that of Millicent's though she did not know it - Nott... just how twisted did you have to be to get off on torturing your own mate? And that was the boy that Leanna was so sure of?

She was beginning to wonder if Nott wasn't the worst of them all really.

[Amycus Carrow]

Amycus let out a disapointed tisk as Nott's hold on the spell failed and it ended much to early. The hand caressing his scalp abruptly curled into a tight fist as he used the boy's hair to yank his head back to lie against hsi own chest, the Slytherin's eyes staring up to meet his own black gaze.

"Your stamina is dissapointing, dear one," he crooned, tracing a finger down his cheek. "Very dissapointing..." His lips curled up here into a small, wicked smirk. "But I'll give you points for passion and at last you're starting t show a little enginuity. Homework fro you, Mr Nott - increase your stamina and play around with technique. I want to see significan improvement by the end of the week, understand?"

At his (presumed) agreement, the man chuckled and gave his cheek one last pat before letting the boy go, his eyes flicking back to Blaise.

"Now... lets see if Mr Zabini is feeling more obedient, hmmm?"

[Draco Malfoy]

Draco doubted it, but he remained silent instead turning his attention to the window.

[Saka (M.H.)]

Blaise moved his eyes toward the professor with a cringe at the residual pain his hand shaking slightly, ok more then slightly. Slowly he pushed himself up into a sitting position. "I had to post a letter to my mother after getting a disturbing note earlier," Well it was the truth it was not the whole of it.

[Amycus Carrow]

Mm... better, but not quite good enough. The man's small, creepy smile said as much to the dark skinned boy, but he otherwise remained silent, still waiting to see if Nott would handle this properly, exhaustion or not.

[Leanna Barker]

Leanna slammed her hands into her desk and stood up, glaring at her childhood friend. "Theodore Nott. If you raise that wand against your housemate again, so help me I will pound your face into the floor."

-- Well, it was a nice daydream. Leanna stayed in her desk, she twirled her wand under her desk, glaring at Theo. Her mouth was set in a hard line, he was going to be in so much pain the next day he wouldn't be able to lift his arm to scratch his nose, let alone cast a spell.