Chapter 10: Aren't you a little short for a stormtrooper?
Warning Filler Chapter. I wanted to flesh out the MC a little more. So no major plot points in this. You can skip if you want.
I had finally decided to take a break from all the world conquest. I was currently at a bar trying and failing to get drunk off my ass. I was also desperately trying to wash the foul taste of aging potion out with strong whiskey as any good southerner would.
"Another shot of Jack." I said, as I placed the glass down hard.
"Don't you think you've had enough."
I stopped counting at a dozen. Honestly it sucked how much it took to get a wizard drunk. It's why fire whiskey was so ambiguous, it was brewed with magic and thus stronger for wizards.
I scowled.
She relented and poured me another. She was an attractive woman with long straight brown hair reaching to her ample ass. She had carmel skin and a small beauty mark above her right eye.
She has gotta be Fillpina.
I knew I lived there for a couple of years.
I then heard her complain about shit aircon while fanning with her shirt. It was hot in here.
Definitely Fillpina
"Are you by chance from the Philippines?" I ask her while she poured another shot
"Yeah, how did you guess?" She said as she smiled.
I put my glass back down, glanced at her then it, she sighed but filled it up again.
"I used to live there. I'm Cedric by the way." I said extending my hand.
"I'm Leah." She said, smiling even bigger as she shook my hand.
"Leia, like from Star Wars (it sounds very similar)."
"No" She chuckled "I get that all the time now that I'm here. I didn't even know what Star Wars was until I got here."
I looked on shocked at that. I had forgotten I had lived there in the 20teens not in the 80's. The Philippines are far more, um, less prosperous now. There is also no internet.
"It's actually from the bible." Leah said
And there went the night's conquest. If she's a bible thumper no way she's up for a one night stand.
"Ah you're religious then I take it" I said but it sounded forced.
"Fuck no." She said chuckling "That's part of the reason I left. My overbearing mother wanted me to get married and have 5 kids. Like a good little Catholic should. You know all that goes forth and multiply bullshit."
"Never been much for religion either. I mean I get the allure, I like to think I have a soul and there is some kind of afterlife but I never could buy into all the bullshit."
Now that I think about it I kind of have evidence of souls and an afterlife. Me.
"Same here."
There was a pause as any discussion on religion usually ends in a downer.
"So what part of the Philippines did you live in?" She asked
"Cebu mostly, Manilla for a little bit, stayed on a gorgeous beach on Palawan Island for a few weeks. Bounced around really."
"Wow I actually thought you were full of shit." She said, smirking. "I figured you were just trying to get into my pants by seeming familiar with my homeland."
"Oh I was trying to get into your pants, I was just completely honest about having lived there." I said smirking back
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"Wow," Leah said, rolling onto her back.
"I know" I said, picking up and lighting a joint, then taking a puff.
She smacked my arm. Then took the joint and took a puff.
"This is pretty good shit. Can you hook me up?"
"Sure" I gave her what I had on me.
"Thanks. So Cedric I need to be honest with you."
"You're not going to tell me you used to be a guy are you?" I asked, smirking.
Honestly I really hoped that wasn't the case. That was a real fear when I lived there in the 20teens. Gender change surgery was fairly cheap, now, it wouldn't be nearly this good and would cost a fortune.
She smacked my arm again before continuing "I just needed to say I wasn't looking for anything serious. I was worried about your feelings but I forgot you're an ass."
I chuckled at that. "I'm not really the settling down type, so no worries about me. Does that mean you don't want to go again?" I smirked
"You can go again already?" She said surprised.
"Apparently" I said, as I lifted the blankets to show her one of the apparent side effects of the aging potion.
She smirked then stopped as we both heard a door open.
"Honey I'm home!" I heard shouted from downstairs.
"You're Married!" I said in disbelief.
"Sorry" She said smirking "How did you think I got citizenship? I would be leaving pretty quickly. He's pretty big."
"What the fuck is wrong with you?"
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"Confundo"
"Ah yes Mr. Smith, my five oclock, take a seat."
"Thank you for seeing me on such short notice Dr. Rechard" I said
"It's no problem, so what was it you needed to talk about?"
"It's just…" the tears started coming "I lost everyone Doc. My Mom, my friends, even my deadbeat dad, everyone. I try to put up this, everything is alright act but its…. Hard, you know. Especially when I don't even have anyone I can talk to about it. What's worse is, the longer I go on here the less I even remember about them. It's like trying to hold water in your hands." I looked at my hands then her as I finished.
She quivered when I did, as most women do, honestly it was surprisingly getting old.
She coughed "It's hard to deal with loss for everyone….."
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Nicolas Rivick woke with a start as a drop of cold water dripped onto his head. He looked around frantically as he immediately noticed he was not in his bedroom. The air was damp and moldy. He also quickly realized he was chained by the ankle to the floor.
After trying desperately to free himself from the chain he gave up and looked for another means of escape. He then noticed the cell he was in was lit by a peculiar light hanging from the ceiling on a rope of some kind.
Nicolas was trying to figure out what magic was used to light it when a voice spoke out.
"Amazing what muggles have accomplished with no magic, isn't it Mr. Rivick?"
He, for it was a male voice, spoke in a gravelly voice that sounded as simply a crude way of disguising his voice. He didn't understand why as he wore a dark black cape and hood so he couldn't identify him anyway.
"Preposterous, it is simply some charm or enhancement. Now free me at once."
"Actually as I say it was completely without magic but your belief in that fact is irrelevant. You are simply here to be a test subject. First let's get any moral dilemmas out of the way. Immobulus."
Nicolas had been slipping into panic since he awoke and now he went straight over the deep end. He couldn't move and there was a seeming mad man approaching him with a vial of something sinister looking.
"Open wide." The madman said as he grabbed Nicolas' chin and opened his mouth.
He then dropped a few drops into his mouth. Nicolas was rapidly coming to the worrying conclusion that he was being dosed with Vertiserium.
"Are you Nicolas Rivick?"
"Yes"
"Are you a woman?"
"Of course not."
"Well now that we have that out of the way. Have you ever been a Death Eater? God what a ridiculous name for a group." He said, the last part in a mumble
"Yes"
"Have you ever killed anyone, and to clarify, have you killed anyone not trying to kill you?"
"Yes"
"Have you ever raped anyone?"
"Yes"
"Well that's all I need. What do you say?" The madman asked his elf.
"Let him burn in hell, sir."
"Agreed. At least we know that information was reliable. Nicolas here is the lowest level scum of the earth that only got off a life sentence because he had enough galleons. I personally have no sympathy for what's about to be done to him in the name of science." He said, laughing maniacally.
"What are you going to do to me?" Nicolas asked voice quivering.
"Well you were probably better off not knowing but since you asked. First I have
a few potions I want to try on you. You know some stuff I don't want to try on my friends and family, the stuff that you can't pass off as a prank. Then a few spells. Like I really need to get pinpoint accurate with my obliviate. Then finally transfiguration practice." He finished, grinning like a loon.
"Tran.. pra..ctt...ticce?" Nicolas asked, all color drained from his face.
"Yep. I have a theory, if I can change the muscle fibers in your legs and arms I can recreate superhuman feats of strength and athleticism. I've already dissected some faster animals like a horse and even a gorilla, so I have faith I can adapt them into you. If not, well better you then some innocent person, am I right?"
Nicolas had started to weep uncontrollable midway through his rant.
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"Ah Mr Diggory how was your summer" Mcgonagall asked
"Productive, professor. How was yours?"
