10 Blood Bank (1/2)
He suddenly got a flashback of when he had been debating with his mother over the fact of if Snape had done the right thing by reading ripping the letter when he remembered that he had seen Bathilda Bagshot mentioned when she came over at Harry's birthday. Therefore, she should know where the Potters' had lived, and her appearance matched her age.
Kai stated quietly ”you're Bathilda Bagshot, aren't you”?” Oh, you actually guessed correctly” Bathilda said.
”Now why did you come here” Voldemort growled aggressively. ”I came here to join your organization, I believe that your group requires a historian that can give information about the long history of the world.”
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Kai was dashing to London to find a blood bank as he thought that there was a high chance that there would be the headquarters of at least one in London.
Once Kai reached London he quickly searched for a clothing shop, and although Kai felt ashamed that he had to steal clothes in a span of not even two hours he still stole them. The clothes that Kai had stolen were a blue printed t-shirt that had the sentence ”Rock On” printed on them. He found light blue jeans and white socks. Once again, he didn't take any underwear, because he didn't know who had touched them or worse who had worn them.
After he had put on the clothes he quickly examined himself and found that he had the labels sticking out of his clothes. Kai felt flustered and checked if anybody was looking at him, Kai branched out his full senses around the small alleyway that he was in and found that no one was looking at him. He tore off the labels from the stolen clothes and went to look for a blood bank. At the same time, he made a mental note to look for a seamstress at Diagon alley that could make him sturdy clothes that could withstand his speeds.
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Jane's POV
Jane had had a bad day, she had just tried to get accepted into Oxford University but had been denied. Jane was 20 years old and was about to go to a pub to drink her sorrows away.
She was walking under the dimly lit street when she felt her heart stop. He was walking towards her in a confident gait wearing a blue shirt and jeans, while not wearing any shoes?
He stopped in front of her causing the lamppost's light to shine down his face causing her to subconsciously to stop breathing. He had a sharp pale chiselled face that seemed like it had been crafted by God. Long white hair that flowed down his back with two bangs that split from the middle of his forehead down to the lower half of his face. He had bright red lips that seemed to accentuate his snow-white face, as well as a regal nose that seemed to look down on the common people.
But his most mesmerizing feature was his pair of blood red eyes with mysterious marks etched outside of his pupils. He had a lean but muscular body, while his body seemed about 1 meter and 80-90 centimetres tall. The young man opened his mouth and told her to breathe
His voice sounded deep and manly. When Jane finally breathed she smelt the scent of the forest on him, which caused her to be even more drawn in because she loved camping with her late father.
Then the man said in his attractive voice ”can you direct me to the nearest blood bank?”. Jane continued staring at him in a daze until he asked her again, she jumped as her face became rosy due to embarrassment and quickly said” um, eh, well, you take the next turn right, then you continue straight and take a left at the roundabout then cross the road and then you've got there. It's the big glass-windowed building.” ”Thanks” the man replied. He then continued past her. Jane had wanted to ask for his name and phone number, but when she turned around he had vanished.