Band of the Fallen Angels

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style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Chapter 4 – Song of Brothers

lang=EN-US style='mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>“Do tell Severus, do you know these
boys?”

lang=EN-US style='mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>“Weasley brothers, the older is
William, he is in my year, the younger is Charles or something like that, his
two years below us.”

lang=EN-US style='mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>“They aren’t too bad, even thought
they are Weasley.” Severus raised a questioning eyebrow at Lucius statement. “Well
Father said, one of the Weasley’s ancestor caused
some big business lose for us, and they lost everything. By the way, they sound
pretty good, we should approach them. What do you think?”

lang=EN-US style='mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>“It can’t hurt.” Severus was a bit uneasy
about approaching the older Weasley boy; he tried to separate as much as he
could his life with the band from his every day life. But they sure sounded
pretty good. They moved up toward the redhead pair. The younger redhead noticed
them, and whispered into his brother’s ear. The long haired boy turned toward
them, and narrowed his eyes as he recognized them.

lang=EN-US style='mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>“Snape, Malfoy. What you want?”

class=GramE>“Just a minuet of
your time, William.” Lucius spoke his voice as smooth as ever. His silver grey eyes flickered
over the two Weasley’s clothes and equipments. “Join
us for a cup of coffee.” He said while moved toward one of the small café, didn’t
even looking back to see if anyone was following him or not. Severus mentally
rolled his eyes at Lucius’ theatrics but followed the blond into the bar. He saw
from the corner of his eye as the brothers shared an amused glance, before they
shrugged and grabbed their stuff and followed the Slytherins.

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lang=EN-US style='mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>The bar looked small but kind of
homey, they sat in a box. Severus and Lucius in one side while Weasley boys on another
side.

lang=EN-US style='mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>“So…” started William

lang=EN-US style='mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>“What you want?” Charlie chirped in
eagerly, as he learned forward to test his ice-cream trait.

lang=EN-US style='mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>“We want to make a band, and looking
for new members. We liked what we saw and wondered if you want to join us?”

lang=EN-US style='mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>“I don’t … “Bill frowned, as he
started to speak.

lang=EN-US style='mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>style='mso-spacerun:yes'> “Weasley,...” Severus
deep voice cut half the redhead’s excuse. “Bill please think it over, we offer
a membership in a now forming band, with equal right. When we are in the band,
there aren’t any house rivalries, or family issues. If you interested send an
owl to one of us.”

lang=EN-US style='mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>The brothers exchanged a look, a
silent communication went between them as they to an agreement both turned
toward them almost the same time.

lang=EN-US style='mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>“Alright, we will think it thought
and call back when we have an answer to you.” style='mso-spacerun:yes'>  

lang=EN-US style='mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>As Severus watched the brothers
leave, a tiny bit of bitterness crept in his soul, when he saw the red head brothers’
closeness to each other, the way their shoulders bumped into each other. His
black eyes flickered to Lucius and remembered…

style='mso-bidi-font-style:normal'>He remembered when he was four and was creeping down the silent
corridors. He remembered the cracking floorboard under his tiny feet. He peeked
inside and saw the most beautiful creature he ever saw, with white blonde hair
and glittering silver eyes. He saw his father reaching after him.

style='mso-bidi-font-style:normal'>“Abraxas, please you can’t do this.” The blond
sneered. “Why? Why are you doing this to me?”

style='mso-bidi-font-style:normal'>“Because you thought you can get me thought my own flash and blood. I
don’t need a bastard. I have enough problems with my heir.”

style='mso-bidi-font-style:normal'>“What you want from me to kill the boy?”

style='mso-bidi-font-style:normal'>“You should have done it before he was born.” Abraxas
sneered before he flooed away.

style='mso-bidi-font-style:normal'>“But Severus was the only thing left from you.” His Father whispered in a
broken voice as the man crumbled the floor.

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