Sanguine and the Order of the Phoenix

The Dodgy Deal and the Princess

The Dodgy Deal and the Princess

Once the "secret" club had decided that they were there to stay, Granger began, somewhat uneasily, still shooting glances in the direction of the Slytherin pair. Honestly, Sanguine wasn't paying attention until she whipped out a sheet, and everyone was signing their names on it. He didn't even need to ask Clavicus whether there was something up with it; he could feel a rather malevolent hex radiating from it from where they were sat.

'Now that's a dodgy deal,' Clavicus muttered with a grin. 'I'm so proud.' Sanguine snorted in response. The pair certainly enjoyed meddling with the affairs of mortals; despite Sanguine's earlier insult, Clavicus Vile was the prince of shady agreements, so he needed mortals. Sanguine was the same; hedonism and debauchery just wasn't the same without humans. Nosing around in the doings of other worlds was great fun.

Exchanging a brief glance, the pair departed their seats and Sanguine signed his name with a flourish underneath Cho Chang. The shocked expressions of about half of the people there was definitely penseive-worthy.

'Why so surprised?' he asked, shooting them a grin somewhere between feral and charming. Clavicus peered at the page, before signing it as well. 'Come on Atlas, lets go buy a shit ton of sweets and feed them to Mehrunes.' By Mehrunes, he naturally meant that Mehrunes would tell them to get lost and they'd feed them to Sheogorath, but Clavicus knew that an absolute disaster was impending either way, so was more than happy to leave.

The pub was left in a state of unease, with Sheogorath laughing hysterically at one point, just after Clavicus and Sanguine left.

'I don't get them!' Hermione exclaimed to Harry and Ron as the trio made their way back to the carriages to return to school. 'Atlas is a Malfoy, and doesn't even seem to care, and Sam being in a relationship with him?'

'I don't think they're together,' Luna helpfully provided from directly behind them, making Ron swear under his breath. She was arm in arm with...

'Gareth!' The insane Ravenclaw and... the other insane Ravenclaw were both oddly astute, not to mention part of the clique of odd students from all across the houses.

'They would make an awful couple,' Gareth nodded, solemn. 'Atlas doesn't like cheese. Sam is too fun for him.' That... didn't quite make sense to the Gryffindors, but the wheels were turning in Hermione's head.

'Were they just trying to sell us out to Umbridge?' Harry piped up, eyebrows furrowed.

'Don't know, don't care!' Gareth sung. 'Let's be off, my princess.' He was, truly, the best match for Looney Lovegood they could imagine.

'If they do, we'll know,' Hermione said, going a little red as she explained the Jinx on the parchment.

'Bloody hell,' Ron muttered. 'Harry, we've corrupted her.'