𝓢𝓟𝓲𝓝𝓝𝓔𝓡'𝓢 𝓔𝓝𝓓
14th June 1978
Mulciber was walking through a quiet street called spinner’s end.
It was a rainy Saturday, the rain made this place look even sadder. Everything so dark and the old factory was almost completely covered by the clouds, so that only the frame of the factory was visible.
Mulciber was wearing all black, the hood almost covering his face, he doesn’t really want to be noticed but it’s not like many people life here anyway.
He walked slowly and pulled the hood down a little more, holding his wand in his right sleeve.
Damn, what a shitty place to live.
He walked to the last house of the street. Looking over at the river as he did so, the river was almost overflowing because of the much rain. And he saw a fox disappearing in a hole under a tree.
A fox?
Mulciber looked at the tree for a minute, before he took a glance at the river and then focused back towards the house. It didn’t look inviting at all, it looked really dark and cold.
He slowly made his way up to the front door. Making sure not to slip on the wet stairs.
He stands in front of the door for a moment, thinking what to say. He already planned this for months and only hoped that Severus wasn’t at home. But as far as he knew, Severus was currently at a little 'tee party' by the Malfoy’s.
It’s now or never.
He slowly put his left hand on the door bell and pushed the button. His heart was beating faster as the adrenaline slowly entered his body, oh he waited for this so long.
He took his hand away from the door bell as he heard steps going trough the house on the other side of the door, Bruce straightened his back and pulled his hood down further to cover his face more.
The door opened with a small squeal of the hinges, he heard a annoyed and tired *hmph* behind the door before a tall grumpy man answered the door.
“You’ve got exactly 5 seconds to say your business and then get lost,”
Mulciber looked up, the man in front of him was looking quite annoyed.
His messy copper hair was covering his forehead slightly and the copper colored beard stubble on his cheeks and chin show that he didn't really bothered to shave the last few weeks.
The scent of alcohol filled Mulciber's nostrils by the second he opened the door.
That must be Severus's father then?
Mulciber couldn't help his mouth twisting into a grin, he didn't even thought twice about what to say.
He lets his wand slide out of his right sleeve and raised it without hesitation.
"Crucio!"
The other man didn't even had time to react besides being thrown back into the house by the impact of the spell with a stifled scream.
"Argh-!"
Mulciber followed inside the house and slammed the door shut behind him with a flick off his wand.