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The men's long cloaks flapped around their ankles...
The men's long cloaks flapped around their ankles as they marched"Thought I might be late," said Yaxley, his blunt features sliding in and out of sight as the branches of overhanging trees broke the moonlight"It was a little trickier than I expectedBut I hope he will be satisfiedYou sound confident that your reception will be good?" Snape nodded, but did not elaborateThey turned right, into a wide driveway that led off the laneThe high hedge curved into them, running off into the distance beyond the pair of imposing wrought-iron gates barring the men's wayNeither of them broke step: In silence both raised their left arms in a kind of salute and passed straight through, as though the dark metal was smoke
The yew hedges muffled the sound of the men's footstepsThere was a rustle somewhere to their right: Yaxley drew his wand again pointing it over his companion's head, but the source of the noise proved to be nothing more than a pure-white peacock, vuitton pink bag strutting majestically along the top of the hedge
"He always did himself well, Lucius\iPeacocks\i \a133" Yaxley thrust his wand back under his cloak with a snort
A handsome manor house grew out of the darkness at the end of the straight drive, lights glinting in the diamond paned downstairs windowsSomewhere in the dark garden beyond the hedge a fountain was playingGravel crackled beneath their feet as Snape and Yaxley sped toward the front door, which swung inward at their approach, though nobody had visibly opened it
The hallway was large, dimly lit, and sumptuously decorated, with a magnificent carpet covering most of the stone floorThe eyes of the pale-faced portraits on the wall followed Snape and Yaxley as they strode pastThe two men halted at a heavy wooden door leading into the next room, hesitated for the space of a heartbeat, then Snape turned the bronze handle
The drawing room was full of silent people, sitting at a long and ornate tableThe room's j12 chanel diamond watch usual furniture had been pushed carelessly up against the wallsIllumination came from a roaring fire beneath a handsome marble mantelpiece surmounted by a gilded mirrorSnape and Yaxley lingered for a moment on the thresholdAs their eyes grew accustomed to the lack of light, they were drawn upward to the strangest feature of the scene: an apparently unconscious human figure hanging upside down over the table, revolving slowly as if suspended by an invisible rope, and reflected in the mirror and in the bare, polished surface of the table belowNone of the people seated underneath this
singular sight were looking at it except for a pale young man sitting almost directly below itHe seemed unable to prevent himself from glancing upward every minute or soSnape," said a high, clear voice from the head of the table"You are very nearly late
The speaker was seated directly in front of the fireplace, so that it was difficult, at first, for the new arrivals to make chanel top out more than his silhouetteAs they drew nearer, however, his face shone through the gloom, hairless, snakelike, with slits for nostrils and gleaming red eyes whose pupils were verticalHe was so pale that he seemed to emit a pearly glow
"Severus, here," said Voldemort, indicating the seat on his immediate right"Yaxley - beside Dolohov
The two men took their allotted placesMost of the eyes around the table followed Snape, and it was to him that Voldemort spoke first
"So?"
"My Lord, the Order of the Phoenix intends to move Harry Potter from his current place of safety on Saturday next, at nightfall
The interest around the table sharpened palpably: Some stiffened, others fidgeted, all gazing at Snape and Voldemort
"Saturday \a133 at nightfall," repeated VoldemortHis red eyes fastened upon Snape's black ones with such intensity that some of the watchers looked away, apparently fearful that they themselves would be scorched by the ferocity of the gazeSnape, knock off chanel however, looked calmly back into Voldemort's face and, after a moment or two, Voldemort's lipless mouth curved into something like a smileAnd this information comes \a150\a150"
" - from the source we discussed," said Snape
Yaxley had leaned forward to look down the long table at Voldemort and SnapeAll faces turned to him
"My Lord, I have heard differently
Yaxley waited, but Voldemort did not speak, so he went on, "Dawlish, the Auror, let slip that Potter will not be moved until the thirtieth, the night before the boy turns seventeen
"My source told me that there are plans to lay a false trail; this must be itNo doubt a Confundus Charm has been placed upon DawlishIt would not be the first time; he is known to be susceptible
"I assure you, my Lord, Dawlish seemed quite certain," said Yaxley
"If he has been Confunded, naturally he is certain," said Snape"I assure \iyou\i, Yaxley, the Auror Office will play no further part in the protection of Harry fendi b Potte
The yew hedges muffled the sound of the men's footstepsThere was a rustle somewhere to their right: Yaxley drew his wand again pointing it over his companion's head, but the source of the noise proved to be nothing more than a pure-white peacock, vuitton pink bag strutting majestically along the top of the hedge
"He always did himself well, Lucius\iPeacocks\i \a133" Yaxley thrust his wand back under his cloak with a snort
A handsome manor house grew out of the darkness at the end of the straight drive, lights glinting in the diamond paned downstairs windowsSomewhere in the dark garden beyond the hedge a fountain was playingGravel crackled beneath their feet as Snape and Yaxley sped toward the front door, which swung inward at their approach, though nobody had visibly opened it
The hallway was large, dimly lit, and sumptuously decorated, with a magnificent carpet covering most of the stone floorThe eyes of the pale-faced portraits on the wall followed Snape and Yaxley as they strode pastThe two men halted at a heavy wooden door leading into the next room, hesitated for the space of a heartbeat, then Snape turned the bronze handle
The drawing room was full of silent people, sitting at a long and ornate tableThe room's j12 chanel diamond watch usual furniture had been pushed carelessly up against the wallsIllumination came from a roaring fire beneath a handsome marble mantelpiece surmounted by a gilded mirrorSnape and Yaxley lingered for a moment on the thresholdAs their eyes grew accustomed to the lack of light, they were drawn upward to the strangest feature of the scene: an apparently unconscious human figure hanging upside down over the table, revolving slowly as if suspended by an invisible rope, and reflected in the mirror and in the bare, polished surface of the table belowNone of the people seated underneath this
singular sight were looking at it except for a pale young man sitting almost directly below itHe seemed unable to prevent himself from glancing upward every minute or soSnape," said a high, clear voice from the head of the table"You are very nearly late
The speaker was seated directly in front of the fireplace, so that it was difficult, at first, for the new arrivals to make chanel top out more than his silhouetteAs they drew nearer, however, his face shone through the gloom, hairless, snakelike, with slits for nostrils and gleaming red eyes whose pupils were verticalHe was so pale that he seemed to emit a pearly glow
"Severus, here," said Voldemort, indicating the seat on his immediate right"Yaxley - beside Dolohov
The two men took their allotted placesMost of the eyes around the table followed Snape, and it was to him that Voldemort spoke first
"So?"
"My Lord, the Order of the Phoenix intends to move Harry Potter from his current place of safety on Saturday next, at nightfall
The interest around the table sharpened palpably: Some stiffened, others fidgeted, all gazing at Snape and Voldemort
"Saturday \a133 at nightfall," repeated VoldemortHis red eyes fastened upon Snape's black ones with such intensity that some of the watchers looked away, apparently fearful that they themselves would be scorched by the ferocity of the gazeSnape, knock off chanel however, looked calmly back into Voldemort's face and, after a moment or two, Voldemort's lipless mouth curved into something like a smileAnd this information comes \a150\a150"
" - from the source we discussed," said Snape
Yaxley had leaned forward to look down the long table at Voldemort and SnapeAll faces turned to him
"My Lord, I have heard differently
Yaxley waited, but Voldemort did not speak, so he went on, "Dawlish, the Auror, let slip that Potter will not be moved until the thirtieth, the night before the boy turns seventeen
"My source told me that there are plans to lay a false trail; this must be itNo doubt a Confundus Charm has been placed upon DawlishIt would not be the first time; he is known to be susceptible
"I assure you, my Lord, Dawlish seemed quite certain," said Yaxley
"If he has been Confunded, naturally he is certain," said Snape"I assure \iyou\i, Yaxley, the Auror Office will play no further part in the protection of Harry fendi b Potte