Demon Barber of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft And Wizardry Description: After Mrs. Lovett did way with Lucy's corpse without any knowledge from Mr Todd, she and he were married. But instead of setting sail to the sea, the did the more practical option, became teachers at a magic school. Intro:
"Welcome to Hogwarts School of Witchraft and Wizardry, I'm Headmaster Albus Dumbledore, as Professor McGonnagal must have explained." The man with the grey white beard introduced himself, holding out a scrawny hand from under his priestess-styled sleeve.
The woman took his hand and nodded, showing a wedding band on her finger. She was beautiful with her mousy brown hair pulled up in two stragly buns ontop of her head. She wore a black and red gown laced up with a corset. Around her eyes was dark black circles.
"Pleasure, Headmaster. Rest assured, my husband and I will not let you down." she replied so sweetly, smiling and gingerly taking back her hand. With that she turned on her perfectly furnished black heel and exited down the spiral staircase. The gargoyle that was there when she entered was once there again. She walked down the hallway and made a right. There stood a man with jet black hair and a single white streak running up one side. His back was against the wall and his arms were folded. A boy stood beside him, looking around the halls in awe, drinking it all up. There were talking pictured for crying out loud. The woman cleared her throat and smiled at them.
"Mista T," she adressed the man who looked up at her abruptly. He was quite handsome, although looked sullen. Around his eyes were exactly like the woman's, although around his pupils were reddened with insanity. "We got the job."
An insane grin creeped up on the man's face. "Well done, my pet." he said nodding in approvement. The woman smiled and stifled a giggle as she held onto his arm.
"What about me, mum?" asked the little boy, beaming up at the woman.
"We start on the first of September." she explained, nodding at the boy, as the ventured down the hall and down some steps 'til they reached a giant split door.
"Mrs. Lovett," the man, Mista T, sighed. "What a bloody wonder you are."