•¥•Greyback's P.O.V.•¥•
There was a soft crack sound heard in the parlor room; right next door to where Fenrir Greyback and Antonin Dolohov were standing. Both men looked at each other, grinning evily-Rowle was back. They attempted to contain their excitement as they headed over to the other room to find out their fellow dark wizard's news. An hour prior, he had sent them a tauntingly empty note, revealing only that he had news.
Rowle looked battered, his clothes threadbare, and his eyes darker than usual. Nevertheless, he seemed quite pleased with himself.
"Your news?" asked Dolohov, clearly eager to collect Rowle's information.
"Ah, my news. You'll be pleased to know that, due to a family occurrence which I have set up, Professor Gregory Logan, the new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher at Hogwarts, will be taking a leave on the night of October 31, Halloween," said Rowle, his grin now more prominent.
"And how, my dear friend, is that news?" asked Dolohov, his voice laced with sarcasm.
"Ah, that means that we can assign someone to...fill in for him, just for the night. By use of the Polyjuice potion, we can take her. We can fulfill the Dark Lord's wishes at last!"
"Crouch left some Polyjuice potion here, the Dark Lord had me keep some, just in case," said Greyback.
"Who's going to volunteer?" said Dolohov.
"You, I presume. As supposed 'leader of this operation' I see it to be your duty to perform the most...honorable and important deeds required for this task to be completed successfully," said Greyback wittily. Dolohov snarled at him.
"Fine. But know this-she will be mine first, then you can use her for your own uses," said Dolohov. Greyback glared at Dolohov with an annoyed expression, for the first time wishing he were not a werewolf, therefore incapable of the use of the Polyjuice potion.
"The Polyjuice potion is only for human transformations, and for human use only. Otherwise, I would have stepped up," said Greyback, trying to sway Dolohov.
"I'm aware."
"Well then, get on with it!" Rowle gave Greyback a look to go and retrieve the potion. He walked across the room towards a small cupboard.
"Alohamora." Greyback opened the now unlocked door and produced a small bottle.
"This," he said, "should be enough for about three and a half to four hours. Dolohov," he stood up and handed the bottle to Dolohov, who put it in his coat.
"Tomorrow night, isolate her from the rest, and bring her away from the grounds. Then Apparate here," Rowle instructed, and he handed Dolohov a vile with two strands of short hair. "From the source. Wear dress robes," he added.
"I'll see you tomorrow," said Dolohov, and he disappeared with a pop.
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•¥•Makayla's P.O.V.•¥•
The anticipation for later's event was building up and quite prominent among the fourth years and up. Fortunately, it was a Saturday, so the girls in the Gryffindor dormitory were experimenting with hair and other cosmetic products.
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