Drunken Ramblings of A Mad Woman -Open-

[esmerelda]

Esme stood, almost statuesque, she hardly moved. Only slight movement were seen. This was her thinking mode. Suddenly she turned and walked off down the road. Esmerelda thought of her dead husband. Jacob. The lying cheating scum bag who thought he could get away with it. Hadn't he been happy with the 3 children and her. Ever since she had murdered him. Esme had slowly started going down the paths of insanity. "Hello" she would randomly say in an empty corridor. She would talk to herself all the time. She would stare blankly at people. As if she could see right through them.
Her eyes held a crazed look in them. Yawning, she giggled. She made her way to the pub in hogsmeade. Occasionally she would get herself completely drunk. And today, she hoped would be one of them. She was fed up she'd been teaching the little brats- children all day and only a few showed talent and enthusiasm for her subject.

Esme reached the pub and almost ran in, for she was so delighted to finally be able to relax. She let her wild curly hair out of its confinement. Her hair refused to tame. Not that she cared. She sat at the bar and ordered a firewhiskey. Reaching across she paid the bar tender and downed her drink. After quite a few more drinks she turned to the unfortunate person sitting besides her and started talking randomly. By now she was quite drunk. "He-y-y" she slurred. "Whjaatz you'd called" she said in a drunken slur, giggling at her self. " I'm Ezmermela" she said jumbling up her words. She was quite inappropriate but the best at her subject. "I like duchks" she randomly commented. "Don't you" she asked, in a serious tone for her drunken stupor. She turned back around. Muttering to herself about husbands. Money. Ducks. Being a widower again. Ducks. Killing and finally ducks again. Or as she called them 'duchks". It was inappropriate for her to drink. Seeing as she was now a single mother. Her oldest - Viola was like a mini her but with light auburn hair. Oliva had her fathers personality and eyes. A mixture of light browns, greens and blues. The most disappointing was Monique. Monique had light blonde hair and dark green eyes. She was not like either parent, and was ignored by Esme a lot. Only Viola was really favoured by Esme. Viola was Esmes jewel, she was her star. She could do no wrong in Esmereldas eyes.

Esme sat at the bar stool. She stood, only to loose her balance. Quickly recovering she giggled. Then she straightened up. Someone- maybe the bar tender, she didn't know who - had hit her with a sobering charm. She looked a little dazed and sat down again. "Uh" she commented lightly. She glared around. Her mind piecing itself together for a second. She was fighting to think and remember what she had said earlier. She hoped it was nothing of importance. "Hey. You" she said, her voice turning from drunk silliness to a stone cold tone, to the person beside her. "Did I say anything, anything at all?" She enquired. She was a little scared. What if she had blown her freedom. She definitely did not want a run in with dementors or the law.

[Viktor Mercus Lorrein]

Viktor was in his common room angry at somethings, he couldn't believe it, they repaired the Three Broomsticks? He killed everyone in there and yet, new people, new workers, how annoying this was, it was such a good accomplishment, a wizard council member dead and now everything of that is gone, just a pub with a bunch of drunk imbeciles. He sighed, Viktor would go look at the place, as he got out of his dormitory, heading to the common room pushing the other students out of his way, rudely even casting jinx to some of them. His way was finally cleared, he open the door and left the common room, he walked out of the dungeons, appearing at the hall as he opened the big doors to leave. He started to take a few distances from Hogwarts

Once he was far enough from Hogwarts he apparated in Hogsmeade, he walked toward the three broomstick seeing a woman that reminded him of someone, he caressed his chin for a while, the woman entered the three broomstick and Viktor soon followed, he sat beside her, remaining silent so he wouldn't blow his 'cover', she looked awfully like a teacher so he decided to wait and see what she would do. He looked as they brought her some drinks, firewhiskey it seemed, she finished the first one, then asked for others, and others until she was completely drunk, he just sighed, this was complete stupidity as he listened to her introducing herself then probably talking to herself.

He heard the husband part, the killing part, which made it completely interesting but what the hell is duchks? Did she mean Ducks? Who would love such stupid animals, she must have meant something else as he kept listening to her, until he had enough of her drunk talks and ramblings, it started to annoy him, he took his wand, murmuring a small spell so she could be sober again, he finally ordered some butterbeer for himself, as he looked away calmly. Eventually he heard her talk to him, asking him if he heard anything, he remained silent for a while as his butterbeer arrived. "Oh yes it was really... interesting professor, who would of thought that you can killed a 'loved' one, so interesting indeed." He said, his voice was rather cold as he finally looked at her, with his cold stare that seemed like it was looking directly at her soul.

[esmerelda]

Esmerelda looked taken back. Sugar! Was her only thought. He was a student. "You seem to young to be in the pub, Mr." She stopped, she could not for the life of her remember his name. "It was probably just drunken ramblings. As if I would ever kill someone" she said her eyes turning innocent. She had perfected the art of facial expressions. Her eyes swept from the student to the general public. Her mad brain was telling her to kill them all, they might have over heard. They needed to die. But her sane brain was in control. She paid for her drinks, not before ordering a butterbeer, and walked into a more secluded area. Not looking if he had followed, she sat and relaxed in the chair. She could feel that her sanity was waning. She was itching to crucio someone. Her wand was in her palm. She was just waiting. Waiting for the right victim. She ruffled her hair. Not that it needed it. Her hair was always a mad mess. She looked at him, she disliked his stare, but said nothing. She knew that she also stared at people; not that she realised. She frowned slightly "What exactly did I say?" She asked. "I have been known to say some weird things" she commented lightly. Swishing the butterbeer around in its glass, and taking a sip at it. Putting the glass down she leant forwards. Putting her elbows on her knees. "Which year are you in" she said wondering if he was in one of her classes.

[Viktor Mercus Lorrein]

Viktor just laughed at that lie, what did she think she'd do to him? That innocent expression never worked for him since he knew how women loved to play their little games make it seem like they were a bunch of innocent defenseless people. Viktor was amused, as he looked around, eventually approaching her to the more secluded area, as he listened to her talk, he was just laughing at her now, a sinister laugh which didn't go unnoticed as the new owner approached. "Imperio" Viktor said, controlling the owner, so he could make the other clients leave, though not the barman as he looked at the owner, feeling it was enough he just casted the killing curse, in front of her and the barman. "Bring me another butterbeer and make sure no one disturbs us... or you will meet the same fate oh and clean this up." He then sat in front of her this time as he looked at her. "Oh of course you didn't kill your husband professor, you sure didn't no, you're too innocent, please.. don't act stupid with me, when a person is drunk their true nature presents themselves.. a bit more then usual. And to answer your earlier question before we got 'interrupted' I'm in seventh year, in Slytherin."

[esmerelda]

Esmerelda watched him intently. Her eyes widened at his use of 'Imperio' "My you are quite young to be using dark spells such as that" she said not at all in a authoritive or even horrified tone. In fact she sounded a little in awe. She frowned, he had laughed at her. It registered in her brain sending fury through her body that was not easily controlled. His use of the killing curse got her attention. "A clean killing" commented on it, as if it where a game or sport. She shrugged. "Just a precaution anyone with 'good' intentions, shall we say, would have fallen for it. I am sorry treating you like that, I am not used to brats - I mean children like you, being mature enough. Yes, it is mostly because it lowers you inhibitions, as it slows down the neural paths" she said, a little knowledge coming into play. " It was rather rude, wasn't it" she said plainly. "Ahh. I see, the slytherin part is definitely no surprise, after that" she said gesturing to the bar owner and tender. She picked up her legs and tucked them underneath herself. Her wand was still in her hand, she was now having trouble containing the urge to torture someone. Her insane brain was coming into play, her words sounded almost childlike. She didn't look at him as he spoke but around, as if she was speaking to herself. She tucked a wild strand behind her ear, and bounced up and down in her seat. Her eyes moved frantically around the room. Pulling her hair back, she frowned at it, before plating it. "Soo... What-we-gonna-do?" She asked her words ran together.

[Viktor Mercus Lorrein]

He looked at her for a moment, she seemed rather strange, as new clients came in, the bartender acted like nothing happened for fear of his life, he kept looking at the professor calmly, something about her was definitively unstable. She seemed to be going into insanity, what was going on, as he kept looking at her, he scratched his hair for a while, it was probably due to her killing her own husband. He just gave her a smile, hearing what she said next, the voice almost seemed child-like, what was going on with her, he just shrugged this was unimportant, as he kept looking at her calmly. "Anything you wish to do my dear, kill the clients, prove me how evil you can be, and maybe I might have an offer for you." Viktor said with a smile, of course he wasn't sure if having a descendant with this one would be wise, but he always had other plans, other 'purposes' to give to people like her, if he wanted to kill the wizarding council and then give it to Bianca he would need all the help he could get, from people that enjoyed killing without asking too many questions, he just looked at her calmly.

"Kill them all, come on, show me what you can do." Viktor said, with a smirk, would she be able to do it? He had no idea, nor did he really care about if she could do it or not, he would find people that wouldn't hesitate, if she did when his plans would be in motion, then he would end her life, without remorse.

[esmerelda]

Esme was definitly unstable, there was no arguing it. But it had been forming way before she had killed her husband. It was just after she had found out about his 'tendancys'. She looked at him intently. Managing to focus in on the voice. Her eyes held a crazed look, and her smile turned into a viciously gleeful smile. "Kill" she muttered softly. As if it were an amzing word. "Kill" she repeated, She could hear him encoraging her, telling her to. Her grin turned even more feral. She turned, her arm raised, with her wand in her hand "Confringo" she whispered, her wand pointed towards an innocent man buying a drink. "Crucio" she called, walking over too the person she was so intent on torturing. Now people were panicing. So she turned and locked the door. "Colloportus" She smirked as the poor innocent people realised they were not getting out. "Diffindo" she called over and over again, poinitng her wand at many people. She wasn't going for the obvious kill, 'Avada Kedarva' it wasn't her style. She didn't do 'clean deaths'. It may have been her madness that meant she just didn't care. Also due to her madness, she had little to no remorse or hesitation.

[Viktor Mercus Lorrein]

Viktor was enjoying the show as he put his feet on the table, he motioned toward the bartender to bring him some drinks while he was watching this amazing show, seeing people suffering always gave him some kind of pleasure, he licked his lips as he saw her torturing more innocent people, it was amazing, this woman had talents for torture which was pretty good, she could indeed be used. He kept a smirk on seeing some of them suffering he took his own wand and blasted those who tried to break her spell so they could escape with a stupefy he also looked at the bartender casting a rapid crucio at him. "Ah ah ah, bad boy, you have to wait your turn for the suffering I'm sure she'll be glad to torture you, wouldn't you be glad to torture the bartender Professor? He is all yours." Viktor said with a cold tone as he took another sip, he was already angry that they rebuilt this place after all the people he tortured and killed.

[esmerelda]

Esmerelda smiled at him. "Crucio" she called at someone who had been trying to open a window. He dropped from the window sill, and   Convulsed on the floor, her girly giggles were heard a she watched him lose consciousness. She took off her robe, leaving her in a floor length Blake dress which the sleeves had been ripped off. She chucked it at the table, and was glad to see it land on a chair. Esme looked towards him as he addressed the bar tender. She now licked her lips in anticipation. "Why. Of course I'd love to" she said she walked towards him, gently swaying from side to side. She stood a few pace in front, and pulled up her wand. "Ossis Effergo" breaking his leg, he collapsed. He cast it again an again, at several different point on his legs. Shattering the bones, she then moved on to his arms. Once she was satisfied with her bone breaking, she cast "Crucio" she smiled gleefully at his screams. Once she was sure his mind was completely broken, she cast "Diffindo" at his neck. Slicing his blood vessels. She frowned, now who would she play with? But smiled as she turned around and saw the remaining survivors. They wont be survivors for long she thought  in a sarcastic glee. 

[viola]

Ooc: If the intrusion bothers either of you, I can delete the post.

The day had come to an end and Viola Drayton was comfortably seated in the Slytherin common room with her twin sister to her side. Her essays done and the parchments safely scrolled in her bag, Vi allowed herself some time to relax and enjoy the silence. She leaned her head backwards against the arm chair and sighed contently. The portrait hole swung open and a group of noisy first years stumbled into the common room. Viola's eyes opened and her head snapped in the students' direction. They sounded like an annoying cluster of chickens. Her blood was starting to boil in anger. Amanda, sensing her twin's uneasiness, placed her hand on Viola's arm. Vi turned to her sister with a glare and shrugged her hand off. "Don't get messed in this Ammy," she hissed softly and stood up.

Viola withdrew her wand and moved towards the first years looking like a predator scrutinising its prey. She whipped her wand and a deep gash appeared on one of the first year's cheek. They all fell silent and turned to look at their assaulter. Viola Drayton was known for her quick temper and quick wand work. Her ways even made Auriga Black appear civilised. The latter only used words to abuse her victims; Auri thought of herself as too sophisticated to use spell work, especially at Hogwarts. Viola straightened her back and started shifting her wand from one hand to the other. She stared heavenwards and started narrating, "Viola Drayton was enjoying some quiet in the common room when a pack of chickens entered the room and started making an unbearable racket."

She paused and turned her head towards the students. "She became very angry and wanted to make them pay for disturbing her. But what to do?" The students huddled close together and looked up at her in fear. She started pointing her wand at the students in turn. The boldest of the group stepped in front of his peers protectively and stammered, "Leave us alone... there... there is no rule against that." Viola frowned and hissed, "Watch your tongue child." She swished her wand at the boy and muttered an incantation under her breath. He fell to the ground writhing in pain. Vi lifted the curse and the boy lay on the ground unconscious. "Let him be a lesson to all of you," she hissed. Viola replaced her wand in the folds of her robes and turned to Amanda, "I am going to see mother now."

It didn't take her long to reach her mother's quarters. Vi knocked but there was no answer. She pushed the door open and stepped inside the room. Viola gasped when she didn't see her mother. She narrowed her eyes, figuring she had forgotten about their meeting and went into Hogsmeade. Viola grabbed one of Esmerelda's signature cloaks and wrapped it around her smaller frame. She pulled up the hood and set towards the door. Nobody stopped her and as soon as she was out of the castle, Viola broke into a run. She knew exactly where to go. The door was closed and locked. Viola rattled it violently before pressing her ear to the door. She could hear screams and her mother's voice. Viola had made a pact with her mother and she intended on keeping her word. She stepped backwards and blasted the door off its hinges.

[Viktor Mercus Lorrein]

Viktor was watching the tortures with a grin on his face, a monstrous one, he eventually a malicious laugh to all the action, those poor fools thinking they could escape, with his wand he blocked the windows access, so they wouldn't escape, he kept looking at the professor torturing those 'innocents' it brought him some pleasure as he just kept looking, his feet still on the table, drinking his butterbeer like if nothing happened, he eventually got up, stepping on the body of the bartender so he could pour some more butterbeer or perhaps take something strong, he looked back at the professor. "Anything you'd like to drink?" Viktor said, still with his grin as he kept looking at the morbid action, this torture was pretty pleasant to his eyes.

He eventually heard something, the door being blasted and someone entering, a girl no doubt about it, she seemed familiar like if he saw her somewhere once, he didn't remember where, he took his wand out, not sure if she was friend or foe, as the innocents tried to escape he pointed his wand at them rapidly. "Immobulus" The spell stopping the innocents from running, just so he could see them being tortured, he could hear their cries and it was like Ecstasy to his ears, he looked at the intruder for a while, wondering what was her intention, was she a friend or foe? If it was the latter then at least he would have some fun.

[esmerelda]

Esmerelda looked at Viktor thoughtfully, "Get me anything" she said, and waited for him to hand her a drink. Esmerelda turned to the commotion, she was a little shocked, but straightened up pretty quickly. She saw that the door had been blasted off, and in the doorway was her daughter. "Hello, Viola" she said smiling. Seeing the boys face, she simply said "She is my daughter. Therefore is a friend". Viola was Esmereldas pride, Viola was defiantly the preferred daughter. In Esmes eyes she could do no wrong. Esmerelda loved Amanda too, of course - In a strange way. But Amandas eyes and personality reminded her way too much of Jacob, and as Viola was almost a mini-her. It was easy for her to admire her daughter. "What are you doing here?" She asked. Temporarily stopping in her torture of the poor innocent drinkers to talk to her daughter. She was pleased that the boy, had immobilised the people. Keeping them from getting away. "Vi." She paused, using her daughters nickname. "Seeing as you are here, why not have a drink with us." She suggested. She looked at the now broken door. "That was pretty Impressive, Viola. But did you have to blast the door down. I was having so much fun" her voice sounded a little disappointed towards the end, but of course she was not disappointed in Viola, only that her 'fun' - as Esmerelda put it - had been ended for now. She kept looking at the immobilised people, and thinking of curses she could use.

[viola]

Viola stepped inside the shop and cast a quick glance around her. She was proud of what her mother had done, but at the same time she had the duty to stop her. Her eyes wondered on the Lorrein boy and she snarled softly pointing her wand in his direction. "I am only a friend to you mother," she said calmly. Viola turned to her mother when she was asked the question. She straightened her back and stated simply, "I came looking for you." At the suggestion of a drink, Viola scoffed loudly. It was evident from her mother's composure and the smell of alcohol that she had been drunk, although she could not understand how she managed to sober up so fast. Viola stationed herself in between Esme and Viktor, giving her back to the latter. "Neither of us will be having a drink. We are going back. Now," she said taking the role of the adult.

She couldn't help but laugh at her mother's praise and replied, "I wouldn't have blasted it if you hadn't locked it." Viola waved her wand at the door; it lifted itself off the ground and floated to its rightful place. Viola clicked her tongue and said, "As good as new." She had been ignoring Viktor the whole time. But all of a sudden she turned around to face him and marched up to him. Viola stepped a couple of inches away from him and slapped him hard before hissing, "Stay away from my mother." Viola was very patronising and protective when it came to Esmerelda. Her mother was the only person she could trust and truly relate to. She was not willing to share her with anyone else, or let others abuse of her state of mind. Viola turned her head in Esme's direction and said, "Let's go mother. You know you should not be drinking in public places."

[Viktor Mercus Lorrein]

Viktor listened to the girl calmly, it seemed like if she had a possessive nature, only time would tell, he wasn't sure. He kept listening to her, pouring himself some butterbeer, he was about to drink it until he listened to her once more and eventually got slapped, he just smirked licking his lips, he enjoyed the feel of her hand on his cheek that was sure, he had to admit her daughter also seemed talented. He listened to what she said and from that he knew that she might be a bit possessive of her mother, he didn't mind. He took a sip of the butterbeer, looking back at them. "Unnecessary to leave, she is only having fun after all" Viktor said as he looked into Viola's eyes, quite deeply, he seemed to be examining her.

"It is not her child's place to decide what's good or bad for her, she is a grown woman, she can decide herself." Viktor said, as he looked at the wizards that were still immobile, he just smiled, he hoped she'd torture them, he just looked at Viola again and then back at Esmerelda. "No need to be afraid, your mom can have all the liberty she wants, and so can you, if you do want to cause mayhem and destruction.. soon, real soon."

[esmerelda]

Esmerelda shrugged at her daughters words "If you say so dear" Esmerelda twirled her wand in her hand. She smiled at her daughter. "I can see that, you found me. What did you want Viola?" she asked. Esme realised that sometimes her daughter would take on the role of the adult. It didn't bother her too much. Wearing a pathetic face, "Not even a little drink" she pleaded. "Now, why would we go back when we could have so much fun?" she asked, raising her eyebrows. 

Esme shrugged again. "I had to stop the stupid people from running out the door" she explained. Esme nodded, "Very good" she commented. She then pointed her wand towards the door, casting the sealing charm again. Esmerelda laughed as she saw her daughter - a fifth year - smack the seventh year. She simply raised her eyebrow at her daughter possessiveness, and turned to one of the unfortunate bar customers and quietly cast 'crucio' before looking back to her daughter. She looked confused between Viktor and her daughter. "Uh" she said, rubbing her hand in her already wild hair. "Viola. Dear. Why not stay for a while?" she simply commented. Her crazed eyes landed on her daughter and she gave her a strange smile.