It Begins Here [Antonin/Misty]

[ANTONIN MIKAEL DOLOHOV]

Antonin face was stone cold as usual. His father reminded him that he needed to make sure he was treating his fiancee with care and that she was getting everything she wanted. It wasn't as if Antonin didn't care for Via, in fact she was the girl who had caught his affections in the first place. But it was hard for him to show emotions, his father had trained him well on how to be devoid of emotions in order to become the best Death Eater he could be. And Antonin was not one to fail his father. No matter what. He was going to be the perfect Death Eater. Mudbloods were toxin to the Wizarding community and they needed to be stopped, at all costs.

His robe flowed behind him as he made his way throughout the stone corridors of Hogwarts. His blue eyes were focused on his hunt, he knew that Rosier and her sometimes went to study outside but they hadn't been out there when he checked. This had gotten to the Slytherin boy, Via should know better than to run off without telling him first. Nothing frustrated him more, but then again she always liked pushing his buttons. Via never skipped a fucking beat when it came to that. Antonin channeled his anger into his palms, wrapping them into fists. Just as he wanted to push the wall, he saw one of the Purebloods from his class. Misty Fawcett. Rosier had talked about her many of times, maybe she could be of use. He grabbed her him spinning her around to face him. "How would you like to earn a fancy robe and mask?"

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It was normal for Misty to not know where Evan was. She never really knew where he was but she always had an idea about it. She'd seen him walking around with one of the girls, Olivia, a few times. She thought they had been studying until the time she had run into them making out in one of the corridors behind a tapestry. She wanted to bust them so badly on their hidden affair. Maybe it was because she thought it would make her feel better about her secret. She had been cheating on Evan for a while now. The worst part of the secret; it was with her older sister's boyfriend.

One day, she had lost Evan completely. She had been looking for him since they were to have gone on a picnic for lunch but he had never showed up. While walking the halls in search of her boyfriend, she fought in her head about what she would do when she discovered him. She wasn't quite sure what could have stopped him from arriving at their meeting spot but she had a pretty good feeling. That feeling soon became solid though when Antonin showed up next to her. She gave a smirk and knew instatnly what she was going to do. “I would love one!”

[ANTONIN MIKAEL DOLOHOV]

"Brilliant." He said, slowly forming a smirk. "I seem to have lost my fiance she was supposed to be studying with Rosier but fuck all they're no where to be found." He paused, remembering something that Rosier had said about Misty. "Misty, you're with Rosier yeah?" He glanced towards the hallway as she responded. He narrowed his eyes. Sure they weren't doing anything wrong but that never stopped Filch from punishing people out of no where. He raised an eye brow towards Misty, before grabbing her arm and walking them down the hall. "You're going to help me look for them, I know more than I want to to know and I believe he'll want to have the night with you. Via has probably just told him to be an arsehole to me just to piss me off."

His Russian accent crept into his speak. That was the result of his father teaching him Russian when he was born as well as learning English at the same time. He had a hybrid speech pattern of British and Russian. Although, he felt it suited him. Although he was glad his voice wasn't as harsh as his fathers, because the ladies always loved the British charm. At least that was what he thought. "If you want your fancy robe and mask you must believe in our beliefs and only those beliefs so help you The Dark Lord. Is that clear?" He recited this as they walked, his eyes focusing once more straight ahead of him.

A loud boom made him suddenly stopped. Peeves whizzed around the corner followed by a screaming Tonks and Krystal whom where throwing balloons filled with jello at the ghost. Antonin glanced at Misty raising a brow. Jello splattered the walls surrounding them. Antonin sneered, wiping his robe clean of the gooey green jello. At least it was green. "Bloody inbreeds." He mumbled, even though he knew Krystal was a Pureblood otherwise he wouldn't have dated her at one point. "I can't believe Peeves is running from them isn't he supposed to be the one chasing?"

"OI! You two!" Antonin slowly looked up only to see Filch and his pussy...cat that is standing in front of them. Just as Antonin was about to point in the direction of the two crazed girls, Filch yelled once more. "Look at the mess you two made! Detention for the both of you and 30 points taken from each your houses." His jaw dropped, was this man serious? He was dragging them away. Apparently he was. He glared at Misty.

"This is all your fault!" He hissed.

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Misty was instantly whisked away by Antonin and dragged down the hall. She kept a look out for Filch. She had heard in the common room that one of the students had been messing with Mrs. Noris and was caught earlier in the day. "Yes, I'm with Evan. He will be an arse about anything. He'll be one to you and one to me because I went in search for him. I do not care anymore though. Let's find them." She had heard of the relationship between this boy and Olivia. They were different from what she was used to, that was for sure. "Sounds as if Olivia and you aren't on the best of terms? Are you ever?" She felt bold for saying so but it was something she didn't quite care about.

Antonin's words reached her loud and clearly. She always had issues deciding what side to be on. To go with You-Know-Who or with her sister and the Ministry of Magic. It seemed as if this adventure was going to force her to choose what side most likely. The idea of a shiny mask and a robe were like saying there's cookies sitting on the table next to Darth Vader. She nodded in response to him. "Crystal clear. I've had Evan tell me many things and push me a lot for this side so I know many things." It was true. She was telling the truth. Everyone around her was pushing her to either side.

The loud noise behind them made her turn instantly along with Antonin. She smirked a small smile seeing Tonks and Krystal messing with Peeves. She didn't know Krystal well but was friends with Tonks. She glared at the comment her Slytherin companion had mumbled about the girls. She ducked when jello flew at her and splattered on the wall behind her. She giggled a little but hit Antonin lightly when he began to berate the girls for their mischief.

Misty's attitude changed instantly though when Filch's voice was next to them and the girls were running away with Peeves. She sighed heavily and was dragged away along with Antonin. "My fault!!?? Are you kidding me?! This is all yours. We should have kept going but no, you had to watch Krystal and Tonks mess with Peeves and then laugh at them!" She glared heavily at him. She was always in trouble and was close to being at the end of Filch's survival ladder. Detention again and no one to save her. Now what to do?

"You two can survive detention in a room alone clapping erasers. If I see you use magic I shall make it worse, like in the old times," sneered Filch with glee.

[ANTONIN MIKAEL DOLOHOV]

"Sounds as if Olivia and you aren't on the best of terms? Are you ever?" It was hard to think words get hit Antonin hard, but those words did. He could see the ring flash before his eyes as she threw her engagement ring back at him. He never blinked though, never spoke a word but as her figure left his vision he picked up the ring and put it in his pocket; where it always stay. He ignored Misty bet the better part of him got to him. "When we're alone." He muttered, not sure if she could hear him but he didn't care.

He nodded as she mentioned Rosier telling her about the Dark Lord, he wouldn't expect any less of him. "Why is he also dating my....sister," he spat the word as if it was ashes that had somehow gotten in his mouth. "If he's dating you he shouldn't be with her. She's a Hufflepuff for fuck all."

He glared at her when she hit him, of course she would be friends with a Hufflepuff. Krystal although annoying was a Pureblood. so that was okay. "If you want that fancy robe you can't have trash like that as your friends." He whispered to her harshly.

"I was not having to watch them. I was stunned by the sudden surprise of a ghost being chased. A peevish ghost at that." He grumbled as he was being dragged by the filthy squib. He held his head high as he was thrown into the empty room along with Misty. A growl escaped his lips as the door shut. "I don't clean. People clean for me." He took a sit, throwing his legs up on top of the desk. He looked at Misty and raised a brow.

[MISTY TRICIA FAWCETT]

"Evan is dating anyone he can get his paws on, dear," she replied. She knew a lot about his other women but she was happy with being the one that was out in the open. All the other girls managed to keep it under wraps that they were screwing around with her Slytherin which she was thankful for. There had been many fights about his other women but they had diminished lately since she began to see Corey behind her sister's back. Evan had found a letter once from him to her and confronted her about it. There was no point hiding it so she let it come out and thus far, only he knew that she was seeing him along with Austin Manchester.

She had seen the look on Antonin's face after being snotty about Olivia. Misty knew what it was like to fight with the person on the other side of the relationship. She had barely heard what he mumbled but decided to drop the subject. It was cut short anyways by Filch's arrival whether she wanted to go on with it or not. She didn't agree with the being yanked down the hall by the caretaker. The ragged man didn't smell so fashionably as well.

In the room she stood where she had been put by the squib and watched as he slammed the door shut. Misty huffed as Antonin went to sit on a seat. She went and stood in front of his desk, leaning over. "Don't expect me to clean as well! I'm not doing it. And, those girls aren't trash. Plus, use your filthy little brain. If I get my fancy robe, I could do it secretly and use my connections to get information. What a concept, yeah?"

Misty was irritated now. She never had to clean anything. Who was Filch and who gave him the authority to let him treat students as such? He didn't have magic in him anyways. Not like he hasn't tried to get them though. She shoved Antonin's feet off the desk and sat down where they had just been. "I guess we shall now sit here for the rest of our lives. We won't be cleaning so Filch won't let us leave. I heard him lock the door behind him and the stupid door probably has a charm up that won't let it be opened with magic. What shall we do to pass the time until our deaths?" She smirked with a small glare at her companion.

[ANTONIN MIKAEL DOLOHOV]

when the devil wants to dance with you ,
YOU BETTER SAY NEVER

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He paused, his eyes narrowing at her words. "No, I haven't thought about it in that sense. But it still doesn't make me believe you. Trash they are and the sooner you accept that the sooner you will succeed in the fancy robes business." Antonin chuckled, moving his hand through his hair. He glanced around the room. Flich had of course picked the messiest room, probably did it himself. For amusement or his own sick twisted pleasures. He couldn't help but wonder just how friendly he and his cate were to one another. It was enough to make him sick.

"I would say we could get out family house elf to clean for us but Flich, however dull, might have suspected that." Swinging his legs off the desk he listened to Misty has she casually asked him what they should do. Smirking at her like a predator he moved swiftly to her. Leaning close to her ear, he bent forward and whispered. "Whatever do you have in mind?" He was putting on a show, it made him forgot about the ring that was kept in his pocket and it made him feel powerful.

Running his hand along her thigh he glanced towards something that caught his eye. Moving away from her he smirked. "Window." His accent was thick between both English and Russian, but sometimes it choose to go more Russian than anything. He had his father to think for that. "We can use that and make an escape to the Forbidden Forest, Flich wouldn't dare to chance us in there and by morning he should have forgotten us and move on to other people." With long strands he caught to the window and smirked as it slide open easily. Antonin stepped to the side of it and turned back to Misty. "Ladies first."

WHO:Misty and Antonin
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"I had a heart then but the queen has been overthrown
And I'm not sleeping now the dark is too hard to beat"

Misty rolled her eyes as he told her to leave Tonks and Krystal alone. She didn't care what he said. It was easy to say things though and then never hold up to them. As long as she kept up with duties for her fancy robe. “Fine. I shall not have anything to do with them anymore,” she told him. “Fancy robes are better than friends most times.” She smirked then looked around the filthy room and the locked door. “Filch is ridiculous!”

“I didn't have anything in mind and if I did I'm sure you would think it was something different,” she replied as he came up to her. Misty's breath hitched a little as he touched her thigh and messed with her. She made sure to keep it quiet and blow it off as just a huff of annoyance of him touching her. “You are unbelievable some days, Dolohov.” She followed him as he walked to the window and then followed after him.

“It could be a grand idea. Though how on earth would we get out over the grounds to the forest undetected by the squib and what ever will we do in there?” She was interested to see what would happen and always was up for an adventure. It sounded like a good idea but, like a Slytherin, there was flaws in it. The ground wasn't too far down from the window ledge. If they jumped it, they would land fine and not be hurt at all. There was a small shrub at the very bottom straight down but it was small enough to jump over on the way down. Misty smirked at Antonin as she passed by him. “I'll go first but you better not be tricking me and putting Filch on my arse so you can get away with today all by yourself.” She swung her legs out of the window and sat on the ledge and then jumped off lightly to the ground landing just in front of the bush. “Come on! Get to it!”

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