Entrance Hall

"Who says?" I smirk at her.

'Ya really think they'd let us through the doors underdressed?'

"never said we had to use the front door..."

'..i like this idea.' she admitted, giving him a chaste kiss to show her approval.

"Well let's go then!" I smirk, feeling alive once more, "Don't want the to give away our reservations we don't have."

'of course not.' she grinned, expression alight with mischief. Outstretching one hand, she started walking away

I catch up and hold her hand.

Can you post first?

Sure, one second

Walnut walked into the Entrance Hall, closing her eyes at the familiar and home warming place. Her eyes flickered over a familiar figure, a smile immediately settling upon her face. Whether she was hallucinating or not, Walnut did not know. But she was sure she was staring at Crouch.
"My my, brother. Haven't you grown?" she smirked, giving him the slightest nod.

OOC Walnut! Great to hear from you!

Ic

"Walnut you presence is unexpected but welcomed", I grin crazily at her, "come us to talk somewhere less open. I fear I must maintain a facade."

OOC: -curtsies-

IC: "Maintain a facade, you say?" she asked, cocking a brow as she walked towards Crouch, linking an arm with his. "Brother, do you have a new toy?"

"In a manner of speaking, it'll make more sense once I explain."

Walnut looked around the hall, smiling as she saw no one around. "Hmm, care to start explaining then, brother? What have I missed out on?"

"These are dark times for us my friend... the so-called heroes had kicked us out."

Walnut suppressed a growl that threatened to escape as she clenched her fists. "The heroes..? Dark times? Who let them do this!?" she hissed, clearly infuriated. "Where is the Dark Lord? Where are our brothers and sisters?"

"The one who organized the effort is named Bryn Desouza... and he is mine to kill." I promise her with dark resolution.

"As for our brothers, I have managed to get them back into Hogwarts with a diversion, but we're staying covert for now."

"Hmmm, who do I get to kill? Is there anyone you'd like me to rid of?" she asked, blood lust in her eyes.

Walnut kicked the wall in frustration, cussing mentally. How long had she left? Because things sure as hell weren't the same when she was here. "Does that old bat still live? Dumbledore I mean. Does he still breathe and run this place?"

"Yes, I had tried to take him on before. The old man is more powerful than even I could imagine. And actually I do have someone that could be your target my friend."

"But you're powerful too. More powerful than anyone I know.. besides the Dark Lord of course."
Walnut smirked, a flame igniting in her eyes. "A target? Who, brother?"

"I gave it my all, but he overpowered me." I confess my shames to her.

"You have a choice, either the sister of my foe, Bryn or Crest Strayer who currently hinders my plans."

"Don't worry brother. You'll get him. I know it," she said reassuringly.

"Crest? He still lives? Hmm. I think I'd like to target the sister of your foe and Strayer. I know it sounds like a little too much but I love a challenge."

I laugh insanely, but keep the volume down to not raise suspicions. "Ambitious to the core as always. I've ALWAYS loved that about you my sister."

She curtsied, battering her eyelashes. "Oh, I try," she waved him off. "So, any specific way you'd like these two to die? However, I do love to kill them slowly and painfully."

"Oh Walnut, you've been gone so long, you should remember I'm not a fan of limiting creativity." I grin at her crazily.