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you hear it first. ([info]thenewstoday) wrote in [info]valesco,
@ 2010-06-14 07:48:00


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Entry tags:aberforth dumbledore, alice longbottom, benjy fenwick, edgar bones, emmeline vance, frank longbottom, group, james potter, lily potter, order of the phoenix, ralph frobisher, remus lupin

Order of the Phoenix
It was best to take matters into his own hands. The Order of the Phoenix had been infiltrated, and to calm the nerves of its members, Albus was going to meet with each one to manage a questioning of sorts. Auror Longbottom had used the word 'interrogation' but until he could find answers, Albus was going to believe in the group he had put together. While he wasn't naive, he did know how easily people could be corrupted, he had faith in the members of the Order, knowing that they had all always shown great strength when it came to making choices between right and wrong.

He sent out a patronus to one member at a time, not wanting to create a crowd in the house for that would only cause to build more tension. Dumbledore knew that the war did not seem to be turning in their favor, but while he was a man who loved to find answers, he always had a faith that would allow him to do so. He sat in the kitchen area, going over some final reports that his professors had finished while he waited for the next Order member to arrive.

The tentative footsteps approached the table and Dumbledore kept his head bowed for a moment before lifting his gaze up to meet the next Order member.

"Have a seat. Would you like a lemon drop?" He pushed the candy dish across the table.

OOC: OKAY! If you guys don't know, some of the Order's secrets have been leaked. Liz had helped set up a secret entrance into Diagon Alley behind the ice cream parlor, but during the attack Frank found that death eaters were waltzing through it.

This thread is meant to be a narrative of sorts for the individual Order members, and to move the traitor plots along. The post doesn't have to be epically long or anything of course! If your character has no idea what's going on, just have them say that---its meant for the Order to voice their frustrations with how the war is going and how they feel about being in the Order.

We really want everyone to try and get something said here, because this is a big turning point in the game! The Order is now legit scared about being betrayed. If you want some ideas about what Dumbledore might ask your character(s), don't be afraid to ask me! But really--he's just trying to slyly get information, and if he has his doubts (he IS concerned about Remus, so if your character has any relationship with him, you could use that) about anything you should bring that up. And, it's easy enough to make it seem like your character IS the traitor too, by leaving information out or however else you deem fit. He'll be trying to egg people on too, to get them to say that maybe yeah, they have mentioned things in the past etc. etc.

WHATEVER you guys are smart, have fun with this! Except not because this is sad D;



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[info]aberfort
2010-06-16 06:37 pm UTC (link)
"You know the sort I deal with, Albus," Abe said sternly after explaining specifically where his brother could insert a lemon drop if he felt so inclined. "The lot of them would sell out one another for a firewhiskey and a good meal. Half of them wouldn't require the meal."

They simply stared at one another briefly. Aberforth didn't need the questions to be asked. He knew how Albus's mind worked, and what exactly the even look he was receiving meant. Albus was looking for answers. Things that shouldn't be told had been told, Abe had known that much before he'd arrived. Unfortunately, he didn't have much to tell and he was too thick to fall for his brother's tricks with words.

"Of course, I have heard rumors, but I'd soon believe a goat's tale as I would one of my dunderhead regulars." He shook his head, his expression guarded. "There's nothing, Albus. Nothing. You know I would come to the Order with anything suspicious as soon as it left the idiot's lips."

Still refusing to sit, Abe expression went thin and he nodded, looking to Albus for any other questions or speculations. He was ready to leave.

"Remaining on the fence will not help out cause, Aberforth."

Abe's eyes flashed behind his spectacles, but he kept his tongue. He'd said his piece. He was forcing himself to not dig into his brother for the downward spiral their fight was taking, which Abe blamed on Albus for allowing such young wizards into their ranks. It was a topic they would never agree upon. It was better left unsaid.

"As I said, Albus, if I hear anything -- anything that would be of interest to you, you will hear it from me." Abe's hand went to the door handle. "As for the fence, I am in the business of debauchery not betrayal," he added gruffly. "You know where I stand. You've always known. We are not as different as you or I may think."

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