I figured I would set up a topic for most/all the occurrences for the Black brothers (Durious & Xander). Off the server RPing that is...
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(11/17/xx)
-Durious-
This morning while dining in the great hall; I received a letter from mum and dad. I figured it was nothing of great importance, so I stuffed it in my bag and continued to break my fast. I was having my usual: egg, toast, links, and orange juice. A simple and easy way to start a day...

After my meal I began making my way to the fireplace in the back of the hall so I could floo back to the Slytherin commons. When suddenly a small body floo'ed in and knocked me to my rear. As I stood I noticed it was my annoying little brother, Xander. Before my brother was able to recover I quickly grabbed a hand full of floo powder, tossed it into the fireplace and shouted "Slytherin Common Room."

After reaching the common room I decided to check the post that mum and dad sent. It read:

Dear Durious,
How are things at Hogwarts? We heard that you achieved 11 OWLs. Well done lad. Though we do believe if you studied harder you could have achieved 12 OWLs. Well, there's still NEWTs. Hopefully you will out shine your class then. Anyways, this letter is to mainly inform you that we will be going on holiday starting this evening. We already talked to the headmaster about it and he has agreed to let you and Xander leave for a week. We know this is sudden but your father rarely gets time off and we figured we needed to grab the Bogart by the horns and just do it. So inform your brother and be ready by 5 to leave. Cheerio Durious! -Mum & Dad

I sighed at the sudden news and began muttering to myself. Why couldn't they just wait for the winter holidays? I am going to be furious if this puts me behind and forces me to take remedial classes. According to McGonagal; I'm already behind because she thinks I'm not experienced enough to handle the trials of being a 6th year.

After ranting to myself I grabbed another hand full of floo powder and floo back to the great hall. There I found my brother joking with his chums. Being irritated I 'Banishoed' him from his chums and motioned them to get lost. Once they were gone I apologized to my brother for my rudeness and lack of manners then informed him of the letter.

The news didn't seem to bother him the least. He just gave me his typical 'what ever' shrug and told me he had to go terrorize some Chance kid...

After that, the day went by pretty much uneventful. Except for the semi-daily complaints about my brother being crazy. Here's to the holiday. We'll be back in a week. (11/24)

(12/01/xx)
-Xander-
It has been several days if not a week or two since I last spoke with my brother. Ever since 'the incident' he has become more seclusive. He rarely speaks with anyone. The only people he seems to talk to lately are the people that were involved in 'the incident'. If he speaks to any other's its only brief. He seems so suspicious of everyone and so unlike himself. I guess a night in Azkaban can do that to you but still... I feel as if he's hiding something and doesn't want anyone to know. Damn you Durious! What happened!?

(12/03/xx)
-Durious-
Damn it all! Thing are getting more and more difficult as the days pass. Terry and Liss are getting fed up with my urgency. I can't help it! Students lives are at stake here! They tell me to lay low. Well I can only lay low for so long and so far. They act as if I'm suppose to sit here and do nothing while "the man in gray" and possibly some of his cronies are stalking the castle. As much as me and Liss share differences; Terry and her seem to be the only Slytherins who know how to handle such dire information. Sure it was stupid to involve others but I needed someone to be on the inside for me. To go places and say things in the open that I can't do because the Ministry is watching me.

On another note. I've been scanning the perimeter of the grounds. Things seem to be quiet for now. This is just a guess, but I think the man in gray will come from the hidden passage way that grants access between Hogwarts and the candy shop in Hogsmead.

The other day a loud howl was heard from the woods. I was anxious for some answers so I ran there. It only ended up being a white wolf. It was strange though. It wasn't traveling with a pack of other wolves. In fact it was with a couple students. It was odd but I shouldered it off as a pet of one of the students.

Today I formed an alias known as 'Axel Muller'. Hopefully this alias will let me do things that I have had to let Terry and Liss do. So far it seems to be working well. Though hot headed Nina and the jerk of a prankster Seril have taken to using him as a spell dummy. Knowing them they will be one of the firsts to die if I don't find a way to stop the man in gray.

Enough of this for now...

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(12/14/xx)
-Xander-
I read the headlines this morning. I can't believe it. My brother spending life in Azkaban. I'm not sure what to do. I've been wandering around school aimlessly lately. I've even been approached by a couple professor's; notifying me that my work is not of the quality it use to be. Lately it doesn't seem to matter much to me. No one will let me see my brother. They say I'm too young to visit Azkaban. When I'm old enough he'll most likely be broken you idiots! He'll just be a dried up husk of himself. He wont be the happy, always smiling Durious I remember. I wish this were all just a bad dream...

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(12/28/xx)
-Durious-

(Scribbled on pieces of parchment in Durious's cell. It appears to be scattered word's and thoughts of his.)

I've completely lost track of time. Thanks to being given a windowless cell I can't see the sun. I'm slowly starting to get a pale complexion. I guess it doesn't matter much. Who am I trying to impress? Sam rarely comes anymore. Not sure if someone is preventing her or if she has given up on me. Mum snuck me in a letter from Xander a few days ago. Apparently Snape has a screw loose in that complex head of his. He put that arrogant power-hungry tyrant of a witch into power. Oh how I would love to see that one suffer. I was a fool to have trusted her and her midget cohort. May the Dementor's have her... or worse... It feels like the Dementor's are coming to have their fill of me. I'll write more later......

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(12/31/xx)
-Xander-

The new year is upon us. Though I don't think that it brings new hope. Durious appears to be losing hope on a daily basis. He rarely takes visitors anymore. According to mum he just sits in a corner all the time. Staring off into the distance. Mum says he rarely talks when she visits and if he does he just rambles on about morbid and depressing thoughts. Father has stopped visiting him completely that might be one thing driving him off the deep end. Durious was always trying to impress father but was never good enough.

Durious... Hang in there...

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(01/06/xx)
-Xander-

The Yule Ball sucked. Sure it had some nifty things but there was no one there worth conversing with. Not that they would. They were mostly building gingerbread houses or snogging their significant others. I tried to get Sam to join in but she refused. She didn't want to attend with out Connor and she had the nerve to have her idiot of a lap dog, Roi touch me to get my attention just so she could tell me these horrible things. I hate Connor, I hate Roi, and I'm starting to hate Sam. If it weren't for the risk of Durious falling into a deeper form of depression; than I would have informed him of Sam. But whenever he talks with Sam he seems a little happier and I don't want to take that away. Though I feel so guilty for letting this lie persist.

...what am I to do?

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(01/09/xx)
-Xander-

I had a chat with Sam the other day. She calmed my nerves a little but she still confuses me at times. Apparently she still likes my brother Durious. Some arse put his name on the list of ginger bread houses and she was trying to convince people to vote for an empty table. Also while in he midst of chatting with her, I had apparently said something that only Durious ever said to her. She became a bloody mess and and was bawling everywhere. She then shortly left due to previous engagements. Oi, girls are bloody confusing...

In other news I'll be going on holiday later today. Probably wont be back for a week or so. If only Durious could go too...

Well, I need to finish getting ready...

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(01/22/xx)
-Durious-

(Scribbled on pieces of parchment in Durious's cell. It appears to be scattered word's and thoughts of his.)

I haven't received any visitors in awhile. It saddens me a little... I received a new cell mate last week though she didn't stay long. She was some sea hag who had two counts of murder against her. The other day I awoke to her trying to strangle me. Luckily there were some hanging shackles near by and I was able to beat her face in with them until she got off me. We tussled a bit more before an Auror showed up and separated us. The Auror was kind enough to Episkey some of wounds but I don't think he believed or cared how the events went down. I guess I wouldn't either if I was in his shoes. Guarding a filthy prison filled with murderers, the falsely accused, and other assorted criminals. Sounds like the Auror's are coming to give me a plate of their nasty gruel...

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(01/27/xx)
-Xander-

I tried co-hosting a dueling tournament. It didn't work out that well. Not many participants were available for the scheduled day so I ended up canceling it and will probably end up rescheduling some time later.
I've also decided to write another letter to Durious. Just informing him of the things around the school mostly. I've also decided to inform him about Sam. Hopefully that doesn't drive him off the deep end...
Well, I guess that's all for now. Time to head to class.

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(02/05/xx)
-Durious-

(Scribbled on pieces of parchment in Durious's cell. It appears to be scattered word's and thoughts of his.)

Mum brought me a letter from Xander the other day. It's good to hear that he's faring better. I somewhat expected his news about Sam to occur sooner or later. I'm still debating with myself if I should try for some sort of an appeal or if I should make an attempt at the improbable... I guess both are improbable but one is more improbable than the other. I think I'll write Xander a letter and have Mum deliver it the next time she visits.....

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(03/02/xx)
-Xander-

Nothing too eventful has been occurring at Hogwarts lately. Which is somewhat good. It gives me plenty of time to hash out my plans... I'm already working on a petition for an appeal but I have a feeling he is going to be unfairly judged again. Thanks to my brother all the leads to these cultists are dead (literally) or locked away in Azkaban. If only I could see what he saw. Knows what he knows. Hmmm... I just got another idea... Well, class will be starting soon. I must be off.

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(04/11/xx)
-Durious-

(Scribbled on pieces of parchment in Durious's cell. It appears to be scattered word's and thoughts of his.)

I finally found some more parchment to write on... A couple weeks ago we had some new visitors. It was quite interesting.

I was sitting in a corner of my cell when some kid rushed up to my door, yelling at me to let him in. I got to my feet and asked why and he informed me Dementors were after him. After a few minutes of working on the lock with my rat bone lock picks I had the door open and let the kid in.

He then began to thank me and babbling away. I could tell by his loose tongue and his friendliness that he was new here. He probably wouldn't last long if he kept that demeanor... He told me about his friends and his arrest. Quite surprising at how many students and the named students were arrested.

One of the names threw me for a loop, Sierra Tillery... Most of the names I haven't heard in forever but I never expected to hear that name placed in such a scenario. I was shocked.

Sierra Tillery... I had a crush on her from my first year until my fourth. I gave up pursuit after hearing she was taken. She was always cheery, glad to help others, and hated fighting. That's probably why she sucks so bad at dueling...

Anyways... After hearing enough of this kid's story I rushed out of the safety of my cell to find Sierra. After sneaking around the facility for a bit I finally found her. The poor thing was scared out of her mind; huddled in a corner crying. The Aurors didn't even bother to give her a cell.

I approached and she couldn't recognize me and began to press herself against the wall even more. I guess having a worn expression and a slightly bearded face can do that to you. A couple minutes later that kid showed up. I think he called himself John back when I talked to him in my cell...

It was a good thing he did because Sierra calmed down a little...

*the story ends there for now due to lack of space on his parchment*

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(04/17/xx)
-Durious-

(Scribbled on pieces of parchment in Durious's cell. It appears to be scattered word's and thoughts of his.)

I found some more scrap parchment in which to continue my story story on...

...once Sierra had calmed down I told them they could take refuge in my cell. I soon felt that cold depressing feeling and knew that the Dementors were closing in on our position. Not wanting to be tormented in the open I quickly informed them we must leave now and made haste for my cell.

At that current time I wasn't sure if they followed me. To tell the truth, I didn't care that much at that point either. I quickly scurried in and out of corridors trying to dodge the Dementors. I was moments away from my cell when a Dementor flew out from the shadows and began sapping my life force from me. At that point I thought I was a goner but luckily my grasp on my will to live gave me the strength to barrel past the Dementor. Luckily I made it to my cell without further incident and collapsed on pile of rags in which I use for a bed.

I must of passed out from being hit so hard by a Dementor's attack. Because the next thing I knew that John fellow and Sierra were crouched over me, trying to aid me.

I felt so weak. I could hardly breath and would end up in coughing fits if I tried pushing myself too hard. Besides feeling weak physically I also felt it mentally. All my accomplishments, all my dedication, EVERYTHING! Was it all in vain!? ...or so I thought.

Over the next couple days I lied in my pile of rags, trying to regain my strength. John and Sierra decided to stay and keep me company while I lay there. They informed me of things at school. They told me about Xander. They told me how he's trying to fight for my release. -- At the time thought it pointless but now I hope my little brother wins. I just hope he knows what he's getting himself into...

A couple days later an Auror arrived to take Sierra away. All the Auror would share is that she was being moved to another cell. A couple days later, after regaining my strength, I went to search Azkaban for Sierra. To much dismay I couldn't find her. Though on my return back to my cell I had found out that an Auror had come and taken John to another cell too.

I found it a little odd but decided to just ignore it. Sierra did tell me before she left that she would write me and tell others to write me. Hopefully she didn't forget about me... I guess I'll give her the benefit of the doubt and believe she's still locked up.

Well, this parchment is running short so this is where I shall end my story... For now...

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(04/22/xx)
-Xander-

The school has retreated into a state of peace and tranquility for the time being. Its alright I guess. It gives me more time to think and collect my thoughts on various subjects...

I visited Liss last week. She seemed to be doing a lot better. She's slowly yet surely recovering her memory. What she told about the incident kind of derailed my thoughts.

This whole time I was under the impression that Terry and Liss were being taken out systematically by those dark wizards. I truly thought I had something. But the way Liss explained it to me is that Terry was trying to pull some stupid romantic emo death scene. ...and the bloody fool has the marbles to call everyone else bloody idiots!? Good riddance to him!

I am still intrigued by their situation though. I've been thinking about making inquiries to Priggo or Snape about this memory potion that I've been hearing about lately. Maybe I can get a dose or two brewed with Liss' memories. It might be interesting to travel down memory lane as her.

Anyways, class is soon and I must be off...

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