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[hexappeal]

WHO: A bunch of magic lamers.
WHERE: Dunwich, Massachusetts.
WHEN: Friday, September 2nd through Sunday, September 4th.
WARNINGS: TBA. There's bound to be something.
SUMMARY: Herp derp.
FORMAT: Whatever you feel like!


Let's get it on.

■ Friday, September 2nd.
■ Saturday, September 3rd.
■ Sunday, September 4th.

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[sunburnthair.livejournal.com]

[He doesn't have enough pieces to come to a concrete conclusion, but knowing Snape's past he's starting to get a hunt.]

How did you know that? When I left he had control of everything important, what could you possible know that would lead you to believe he would fall?

[onewrongword]

[Snape watches Draco for a long moment. Weighing the truth here, it's value -- the boy is already upset and irate, what can one more painful truth.]

Did he really? There were pockets of resistance at every corner. Even students organizing. People were willing to die to see him stopped. He didn't have everything in his palm.

And there was still the wand. Even with my death, it did not cleave to him. It had another master.

Who was was-- I cannot say. I fear to think it might've been you. You disarmed Albus. I merely gave him the coup de grace.

[So that Draco didn't have to. So that Bellatrix wouldn't start playing with her food... for any other reason then the one Draco thinks.]

[sunburnthair.livejournal.com]

[Draco didn't say there wasn't resistance--even his own lying about Potter and friends was a sort of form of that. But even so . . .]

Of course there would be resistance, but surely what could someone like Neville Longbottom do to be a threat to him?

[Although he had been surprised Longbottom had managed to stand up to the Death Eaters in the school as long as he had. He was sure if it wasn't for that pureblood he would have been gone immediately]

What do you mean I might've been . . . [He trails off, considering this impossible revelation.]

[onewrongword]

You remember the story of The Deathly Hallows; further stories indicate he Elder Wand passed from hand to hand by combat. Albus Dumbledore possessed the Elder Wand. You defeated him; disarmed him and had him at your mercy. I -- think the wand's loyalty transferred to you.

[Little does he know that it went to Harry after he got disarmed in Malfoy Manor; he hasn't put that scuffle into the puzzle. Even Snape can occasionally miss a detail.]

[sunburnthair.livejournal.com]

[His hand went to his face, rubbing at his chin as he thought this over feverishly in his head. There were too many realisations going on at once.]

I . . . didn't realize such a thing existed, let alone Dumbledore had it. I mean, the thought alone that I helped to-to-!

[He realised he might sound too excited about that, and he was still unsure of Snape's allegiance and he didn't want to risk his wrath.]

What . . . what an astounding set of circumstances.

[onewrongword]

[Snape is as flatfaced as ever when someone mentions Albus Dumbledore's death. But something, briefly, flares in his black eyes before it, too, dies as Draco abruptly backtracks.][He takes a pause, before he says.]

I'm sorry I didn't tell you about-- what happened. It seemed unimportant at the moment, too burdensome in the immediateness of the chaos.

[There. Snape can apologize. But only for half a lie.]