"Are you sure you're ready for this?" a soft feminine voice asked, worry evident in every syllable she spoke.
"I can never be ready. I have hidden from them for 8 years but at least I get some peace in knowing they won't even know who I am." responded a rich masculine voice as he turned to face his companion. Cold, emerald green eyes and equally as cold violet eyes connected. The owner of the violet eyes searched her companions face; dark brows and eyelashes framed his vibrant eyes, which had softened as soon as he saw her face. Softly tanned skinned and slightly plumped lips offered her a soft smile. From his squared jaw and straight nose, she saw no hidden emotion.
"I know this, yet I still worry," moving about the room she sat on a small vanity bench and began to brush her hair, "Theo, we must be careful. I know that we have planned this perfectly but I can't seem to shake off this feeling that something bad will happen. Well, it is too late now to turn back. We must start putting on our disguise." As the words left her lips, she picked up a crystal rod and tapped her head with it. The reflection on the mirror instantly started to change. Her once silver hair slowly started turning into a raven black color. As if paint had been dropped covering it from root to tip. Her high cheekbones started to change until they lost there aristocrat look to them. Her slightly pointed ears rounded up and her elegant eyebrows took an angular shape.
Such simple changes, it was like hiding in plain sight. She thought with a smirk gracing her now dark features. She wasn't surprised to see that Theo had also changed. Once messy raven hair was now a silver blonde. Giving him a ruggish look. His strong features took an angular aristocrat look. High cheekbones graced his flawless skin.
"Are you ready my dear, Violette di Stelle?" Theo asked with a small twinkle in his eyes, offering his arm to her. Taking his arm the now named Violette answered, "As ready as I can ever be, Mr. Theon Greyjoy."
A sharp crack penetrated the darkness in the alley Theo and Violette had apparated too. Pulling up the hoods of their cloaks they proceeded to enter a small dinky looking pub. A blast of warm air greeted them. It was empty except for a man cleaning tables with a wave of his wand and a lonely witch nursing a bottle in her hands. No greetings were exchanged. Tapping the blocks on the wall and revealing the entrance to Diagon Alley, they walked with swiftness to a huge white marble building known as Gringotts. Inclining their heads to the bowing goblin at the door they approach a goblin teller.
"Greetings, Master Teller. We wish to speak to Ironbone." The goblin trying to mask his surprise peered down on them suspiciously, "And who do I say wishes to speak to him?"
"Tell him Theon Greyjoy and Violette di Stelle are waiting."
"Wait here." With that he called over a goblin and relayed his message. Not only 5 minutes had passed that the goblin returned and relayed the approval.
"Very well, it seems he will see you. Follow Gornuk, he'll show you they way."
Theo nodded, "I thank you."
Turning to follow the goblins steps, he glanced at Violette noticing that she seemed awfully quiet. Frowning he focused on walking.
Upon approaching, the wooden door swinged open to reveal a well-spaced office. Furnished with furniture of a rich mahogany color. The goblin behind the elegant desk stood up and outstretched his arms in a type of greeting.
"Theo! Violette! It has been too long. Sit, sit. May I offer you something to drink or eat?"
Lowering her hood Violette shook her head, "No thank you dear friend. We have just ate."
Pouring himself a glass of goblin wine Ironbone sat back down behind his desk.
"Back to business then. As I promised I have your papers that you need to enter Hogwarts as 6th years. I also have your Hogwarts letters. We have finished warding your new home in which you may move in as soon as you like. I took the liberty of creating a portkey," sliding over a small red quill to Theo he continued, "Your accounts are well managed and your background story has been secured. All I need is for both of you to sign this and give a drop of blood."
Reaching for the offered quill Theo signed his name in a flourish and grabbed the needle on the desk. Pricking his finger he let a drop of blood drop onto the parchment and watched as it glowed a light golden color. Violette doing the same, watched as the parchment flashed gold one last time until in disappeared in a small pop.
"There now that it's all done, why don't you tell me where have you been the last 2 years?" the goblin inquired.
"Well, what can we tell you Ironbone. We've been traveling, doing contracts and learning exotic magic. Nothing too exciting."
"Nothing too exciting! Oh, you youngsters. Was it or was it not the pair of you that showed up on the French newspaper for rescuing the French Prime Minister?"
"It was," replied Violette, "but it was an honest mistake. We never intended for him to be saved and for us to be blasted on the front page. We were only trying to capture our assignment."
Next to Voilette, Theo let out a snort, "You should have seen his face when Ms. Stelle here tackled him to the ground. Priceless!"
Shaking his head Ironbone let out a sigh, "You humans find amusement in the littlest of things." glancing at the clock he murmured, "3:58. You must get going. You need rest if you're going to shop for your school supplies tomorrow."
"You're right. We shall see you some other time. Keep in touch, you wouldn't want to miss the chaos Stelle and I are going to cause at school." With a smirk, the green-eyed boy shook the goblins hand and waited until his female companion finished her goodbyes. Allowing Violette to grab hold of the quill he tapped it twice with his wand and they were promptly whisked away.
"It seems that Hogwarts won't know what hit it. I wonder if it can withstand Calypso Black and Harry Potter at the same time."
With a small smile on his slightly green face the lone goblin began to scribble on some parchment.