Chapter 30:
Natasha and I were currently walking the streets of London. It was eerie that they were completely deserted. The whole country was on martial law lockdown. At least the muggle side was. I'm sure the wizarding world didn't even know yet that the whole non-magical world found out about magic yesterday. Their news sources weren't very reliable.
The two of us were heading towards the leaky cauldron to scope out Diagon Alley. We were looking to find some information on the whereabouts or plans of the Death Eaters. Maybe we would even capture one of them and let Natasha interrogate him for information. That was the plan at least. Except…
…I was not doing too well at the moment. My body was heating up all over. I felt flushed everywhere. My breathing was shallow and short. And everytime I looked over towards my 'partner' for this mission I could barely stop myself from jumping on her.
[I did inform you that your Sin of Lust would grow stronger the more wings you acquired as a Fallen. It's not my fault you didn't listen…]
'I did too listen…' I whined in my head indignantly. 'I just didn't think the sin of lust would be this strong!'
Natasha, who I had been following along, stopped walking and gave me a confused look. She could clearly see something was wrong with me. "Ok, what's going on? Ever since we left Fury's bunker together you've been acting strange. You're also looking completely flustered." She pointed out as she eyed me up and down.
"It's nothing…" I tried to say, but my current state obviously wasn't fooling her.
She frowned momentarily before grabbing my arm and dragging me off the streets into a nearby alley. I didn't see the point in that considering the streets were empty, but figured it was just a force of habit for her. "Ok, spill it. Something is going on with you." Natasha said to me as she leaned in close.
"Fine…" I started, "So the thing about Fallen Angels is that we all suffer from one of the seven deadly sins…" I trailed off. Natasha looked puzzled for a second before I could see realization dawn on her.
"You have got to be kidding me…" Natasha said with a sigh. "You don't even have to tell me which sin you take after… It's pretty obvious. So how do you usually handle this?" She asked me.
"Well the thing is…I've never had too." I then explained to her how I'd pretty much never left the Grigori base after Falling. Therefore, I was never around people who didn't see me as anything other than a sibling. And I viewed them the same way.
Natasha cracked a smile. She looked like she was finding my situation a bit funny. "And now here you are in the human world for the first time and… you're pent up?"
"Pretty much…" I replied. She rolled her eyes a bit before she took me by surprise! Natasha leaned forward and slammed her lips into my own! I was momentarily taken off guard before my mind fogged over lust and I reciprocated the kiss…
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"It's a good thing this city is under lockdown or we would have drawn some eyes with that display…" Natasha said with a laugh as we stepped out of the alley a short time later. We weren't exactly in the most sanitary of locations, so we didn't go any farther than some heated kissing for a couple of minutes. That did help me take the edge off a bit though. I should at least be able to make it through the rest of this outing without having to stop again.
"Thank you for that, Natasha. Perhaps we could continue later?" I asked hopefully. She didn't verbally respond, but she did give me a sultry wink. It wasn't like the attraction between us was one sided. Since she and I had left Fury's bunker and traveled to London, I had caught her dropping subtle looks my way every so often as well.
The two of us continued down the empty city streets until we started occasionally passing people who were obviously witches and wizards. How could we tell? Well for one, they were completely ignoring martial law. And for two, they were all walking fashion disasters. I could never understand how a society that had literal magic at their fingertips all chose to dress in robes and only robes.
"How did SHIELD never notice all these people blatantly wearing robes in this day and age?" Natasha wondered aloud. I knew the answer to that question.
"Governments don't care about poor people…" I said as I gestured to all the magicals around us. Natasha nodded as she understood what I meant. Once again, I marveled at how these people had magic and yet most of their robes looked washed out and borderline decrepit. Any non-magical person looking at them would think they were homeless muggles wearing dirty bath robes…
We eventually made our way to the Leaky Cauldron. To my surprise, Natasha was actually able to see the entrance of the pub. I supposed that classified her as a squib. That's something I'd bring up with her later.
All eyes were on us as soon as we entered. A few drunk wizards sitting at the unclean looking bar whistled in appreciation. Whether that was from our looks or the fact that we both looked like we bathed recently I couldn't determine…
"Eyyy you tous be sum real pretty birds. Why dont's yous come and joins us proper wizards!" One wizard groggily stood from his barstool and called out to us. "The times are a changin you knows… pretty gurls like yous should be lookin out for a proper pureblood husband like meeself! *hic*"
"Oh, for fuck's sake…" Natasha muttered. "This is the society that wants to conquer the world?"
"Yeah… it's pretty sad." I said. We were both caught off guard by what happened next, however. When the drunk man stood up, the other wizards and witches in the bar looked on fearfully for some reason. It was only when he started sauntering over to Natasha and me that I understood why. On his left arm, I could see a familiar looking black tattoo. "This drunk idiot was a death eater." I whispered that to Natasha.
Natasha spoke to the man, and to my surprise she had a thick Russian accent. "You do seem like the proper sort. My friend and I have come all the way from the motherland to join the true cause." Natasha said. The other people in the bar muttered curses under their breaths and they started calling us dark witches. The drunk Death Eater on the other hand looked ecstatic at Natasha's fabrication.
The Death Eater smirked and his drunk demeanor completely vanished. In an instant he appeared completely sober and alert. This guy was faking being drunk! From her slight flinch at his change in demeanor, I could tell even Natasha was caught off guard by the man's acting.
He had a menacing smile on his face as he reached us and looked us over. All it took was a single glare from him for everyone else in the bar to stop their mutterings and look away. "Of course! So you two beautiful gals want to join up and serve under the dark lord, huh? Well, you're both in luck. There's a recruitment drive going on right now at Gringotts. Follow me. The names Barty by the way–Barty Crouch Jr." He introduced himself as he started leading us to the back of the pub. My eyes widened when I heard his name. No wonder he was such a good actor. This was the man who impersonated Moody for a whole year straight!
Barty tapped the brick wall with his wand in a pattern I'm sure Natasha immediately memorized. The bricks magically started to part ways before Diagon Alley was displayed before us in all of its… glory.
"What a dump…" I said.
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