potions_master @ 2002-06-09 21:43:00 |
Current mood: | contemplative |
Current music: | Pete Fountain - St. James Infirmary |
The Mark of Cain
Dinner at Malfoy Manor last night was extremely...interesting. I have to thank the Gods that my hair returned to its normal shade just minutes before we were to floo over to the manor. Needless to say, a good time was had by all. Narcissa was lovely as always and Lucius was full of interesting and amusing stories. Pefect dinner hosts.
Hooch and Sinistra were a bit miffed when we had that traditional "the men will adjourn to the smoking room while the women retire to the parlor" bit, but I'm sure that Narcissa had plenty of topical conversation to keep them duly entertained. As for the conversation with Lucius, well...I will have to collect my thoughts on that before I write any further.
Now that everything is relatively back to normal, I shall continue to be as honest as I can when writing in this journal. Despite the increasing inappropriateness of some of the entries, Albus insists on completely frank and open dialog on these journals. Therefore, in that context, I shall talk about something that has admittedly been a thorn in my side for quite some number of years.
When I agreed to join Voldemort for the "light side," I never prepared for the lifetime commitment of what it would really mean. Now, mind you, this was back in the mid to late seventies when the Dark Lord ascended to power, quietly recruiting his followers from every crack of humanity that you could think of. Voldemort, and this is something that most people don't know, was an avid music collector. As I've alluded to in an earlier post, he was quite into the youth movement in late 1970's England.
So, on one of his "brighter ideas", he decided to band our group together with something akin to today's "colors" of the muggle gangs in huge urban areas. He decided on everyone sporting a tattoo instead of a uniform. (The death eater mask didn't come until much later, thanks to a suggestion by the unfortunate Mrs. Lestrange. A day late and a galleon short, I believe.) So, we held a contest to see who would design the Death Eater trademark. It had to be recognizable, it had to be something relatively simple, and most of all, it had to have that taint of evil.
Lucius Malfoy ended up the winner with a very sinister looking skull and snake emblem. (The Malfoys are known for artistic talent.) Voldemort, running short on Death Eater Club funds, decided it would be perfectly fine to tattoo everyone himself. So, armed with "Tattoo Yourself to Art: Basics for a Lifetime Friend," Voldemort set about marking his band of "disciples" as he liked to call them.
Now this is what the original design was supposed to look like:</font></p>
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