All They That Take the Sword, Shall Perish With the Sword
Madison walked around the Common room. People steered clear of her, knowing that she was not one of the people that you were to bother in any way. She cursed silently to herself, her fists clutching together so tightly, her knuckles were paler than her white sheets. She couldn't believe it. Her father was trying to keep her from troubles way. As if he cared or something. She didn't want to be away from trouble. Damn it, she thought to herself, I can handle myself, just like Takamaru. She spread her fingers out, and a cracking noise sounded through the room as her bones ached from being stiff for so long.
Takamaru entered the common room, his eyes revealing the horrible mood in which he was in. He wasn't like normal people. Taka is cold, dark, stubborn, and cunning. Keeps to himself, though somewhat social. Loves adventure, but also has a sense of honor when the times call for it. His courage is great, allowing him to get used to situations he is forced into. He adapts quickly, and usually can get himself out of any situation. He's very determined and goes by the mantra 'I get what I want'. That being said, Taka goes out of his way to befriend people just so he can find something to get out of them. Taka is also very charismatic and manipulative. He knows what it takes to convince and please others. He's a horrible person for the most part. He's loyal to those in his circle and will inevitably be there for a real friend in need. Taka is a very charming young man who's very flirtatious with the ladies. It's likely it's a bit of his father's personality that he picked this trait up. His stubbornness to everything, the trouble he can cause and just the ability to show an emotionless face is a trait his picked up from his mother. Even though he doesn't seem to care much about anything, his love for his family is strong and his protectiveness of his younger sister shows that no matter what happens he'd always be there for his family. Even with an open mind to certain things he can get nasty and does tell people the brutal truth when his opinion is asked upon.
"Where have you been" came a shrill scream from a girl across the room. Takamaru's head snapped up, and saw his sister, who was younger by about six months. She just barely made it into her seventh year by age. Takamaru and his sister, Madison, had a strange relationship. Takamaru made it look as though he cared nothing for the girl, and in truth, in most ways he didn't. But, deep down, he would never allow anything to befall her, such as death, insanity, etc. Madison, however, is a little different towards her older brother. She trusts him to some extent, but not wholly, for she can never truly tell how he will act after one minute. She looks up to him, and admires his swift ability to gain power, yet she doesn't allow him to influence or manipulate her in any way. She is very hesitant about anything that has to do with her brother. She often refers to her relationship towards him as "complicated."
"Since when is where I go any of your business, dear sister," he replied, his tone distant, as though her were here in the room, yet mentally, he was no where to be seen. He had a lot on his mind. Severus Snape had just requested that he sticks with Snape and the rest of his followers in a rebellion against Tak's own father and the Death Eaters. Takamaru had been trained by many of the Death Eaters, some of whom treated him like their own child, yet here was the Headmaster of Hogwarts, most trusted advisor, and loyal servant to the Dark Lord, Severus Snape, asking Takamaru to help over-throw the 'greatest' wizard ever. Takamaru shook his head, he wasn't sure what he wanted to do. Wasn't sure if his father should know or not. It wasn't exactly as though his father cared anything for the Riddle boy. He cared plenty about Maddy. Loved her to death, didn't even want her near the Death Eaters in fear that she would end up becoming one of them.
"Damn it Takamaru!" she said, her fists curling up again, "What is wrong with you? Why are you so damn persistent?" Takamaru stared at her incredulously. He didn't have the slightest clue what she was talking about. He then noticed that her eyes looked to be hazed over. He sighed. It wasn't her. It was his pathetic father.
"What do you want, you bastard?" he said. He hated the boy, and was greatly prepared to kill his sister if it meant striking at his father.
"What are you up to? I have seen you through your sisters eyes, you are always up to something. You are always traveling from one part of the school to the other, by yourself, at any time during the night. Are you conspiring against me? Is that it? Do you honestly want me dead that badly? Because I never had the time to raise you as my own, like I can Madison now? Are you jealous? Is that what it is, the great Takamaru Riddle is jealous of his little sister?" Madison's face contorted in amusement.
"You sorry pathetic piece of.." but he stopped himself. This was the plan. Voldemort wanted to anger Tak, wanted to know what he was up to. He smiled, "If you are so great, then try to posses me and get your answers, father." His wicked grin made itself bigger and he chuckled, watching the glossy eyes of his sister become clear again.
"Tak?" she said staring at him, then regaining her composure. She wasn't sure what she wad doing, and decided that perhaps she had simply slept walk, "What is going on?" she asked seeing the sweat rolling down his face. He was in trouble. She pulled out her wand, "Whatever it is, I want to help." She stepped forward, hoping it was something she could do to prove she wasn't weak.
