I need you.. |jasmyn|

Thaddeus brushed past a couple of small Hufflepuff girls as he had maneuvered his way out of the dark halls that were only lit by a few small candles. It was somewhat depressing living down in a hole, then again he was away from all of the issues a couple floors up. And it was best if it has stayed that way. He didn't need any issues at the moment, he was frighteningly unstable and willing to break at just about any moment. It had been, sadly, a week or so since his father had sent him his last batch of smoke - At this moment, his nerves were shot and his moods were very unstable causing him to possibly loose it at any given moment. And Damien Nott wasn't helping much. Causing problems in the dorms over his twin sister, Dahlia. - Yes, she was beautiful and Thaddeus had seen that. He had also seen how much she had grown over the past couple of years. Blossoming into a woman finally. He loved it, but would never approach her in that sort of way; then again, he can't say that. He had done that couple times just a few weeks behind, but being who she was an always putting her brother first, Thaddeus was shunned once again. Maybe she shouldn't flaunt it. -Taking in a deep breath, he slipped out of the dark dungeons and found his way to a small passage way that had lead to the Shrieking shack. Only few had known the way and it was rarely ever used. Sad. Pulling back the heavy wooden door, Thaddeus observed his surroundings and snuck in. He was on a mission and no one was going to stop him. Not now. He was to meet a certain someone. Someone he had been dying to see for the past couple weeks alone. Jasmyn Morgan.

Of course, he and Jasmyn hadn't been hitting it off too well lately thanks to everything that had been going on. And, perhaps, his disappearance last year had alot to do with that. But he couldn't quite tell his father no. The man bailed him out of facing the Ministry and possibly even Azkaban if it had went that far. He couldn't turn it down. It was easier for him to handle the abuse instead of moving in with a bunch of idiots who didn't quite deserve his full attention. Half of the people in Azkaban weren't worthy of his precense; at least that is what he had thought. -- Brushing a few webs from his face, Thaddeus continued on his journey through this tunnel, his sights focusing on a light at the end. Finally, ge was close. It may have not been the shrieking shack, but he wouldn't be too far. He needed to get there and explain as much as he possibly could to Jasmyn. Even if he didn't want to, and she didn't care to hear, he had to. She was the only one worthy of keeping his secrets and listenening to him, no matter how angry or upset she was with the man. And, as much as he hated to admit it, she knew more about him than anyone and he cared for her. Or, still does. But everything going on had placed a damper on that. Making it impossible for him to talk to her without getting angry or having someone around. Now, they would have peace and quiet. Away from that school and the issues that had surrounded it. - But, the real question was How would she handle the news he had to tell her? How will she handle the fact that he is joining along side his father and Theodore? That, was a risk in his life he had to take. For himself and his father. He promised to abide by him and that was what he wished to do.

Finally reaching that light, he climbed up the rickety old steps and pulled himself out into the bright sunlight. A cool breeze picking up. He much enjoyed this feeling. And he would cherish every waking moment of it until his last breath. - Closing it tightly, he continued towards the shrieking shack that was no further than twenty yards. It was old, rugged and bound to fall sometime soon. Then again, it had been sitting for many years. Dating back before his grandfather; Slowly he pulled his hands from his pockets and opened the old wooden door stepping in. In an eerie way it was relaxing to him. He enjoyed the silence and the way it had swayed. If so, ge would have fixed it up himself and taken care of it. But, he had no time to think about that. Jasmyn would soon be there and he needed to get ready for her. - Quickly he moved up the stairs coming to another room. A sitting room with a upper porch. It was old, but still very well intact. Off to the side sat a bed. Oddly, it looked as if someone had brought that up. It hadn't been there before, and plus it was nearly made. "Hmm." It was then that he had heard footsteps making their way up the stairs. Standing still, he waited. Gathering himself so he could speak for once without overreacting.