Interlude: Dark Decision
'We need to try something else.'
'Like what? We tried cursing them and look what happened; detention and Slytherin are now at the bottom of the House points.'
'Who cares about House points?'
'I'm just trying to make a point.'
'Hur hur, very witty.'
'It wasn't a joke you fool.'
'Where's Rosier when you want him?'
'Probably wandering about with the Mudblood; Nott claims she saw them holding hands the other day.'
'Bollocks; Rosier's not that stupid.'
'We need a different approach; or we'll end just end like Snape and Avery.'
'Yeah, and something not involving Black or Potter this time; my balls still hurt.'
'We don't want to know about your bollocks, Compton.'
'Yeah, well, I wouldn't be complaining if you're stupid plan had worked.'
'Tell you what; Potter's always fancied that Mudblood, Evans, hasn't he?'
'Yeah, why?'
'Get her.'
'Potter would kill you.'
'Are you afraid of Potter, Mulciber?'
'No, but I'm not about to go and put my head on a plate for him; I'm not fucking stupid. Get one of her friends; get Yates or Meadowes or someone.'
'Are you joking: Yates is an even worse choice; Longbottom would actually take your head off, apparently he's going into the Auror Academy next year.'
'Fine; Meadowes then.'
'Once again, Potter would kill you if you went after his team.'
'Fine then, Wilkes, you come up with something.'
'Alright; take Tavistock or the other one, Rosier's suck up. It'll keep Rosier off her at least.'
'Tavistock's pureblood.'
'Well, it's decided then.'
A/N: A slight change to Chapter 12, ending wise, for those of you who haven't seen as of (28/3/2013). Sorry, for the change, but Trust just wasn't going to work the way I had it planned, hence the huge break in my writing. Hope you can forgive me!