i got my eyes on you *

[ZANE TOBIAS KENNEDY]

Last week had been a mess for the young hit wizard, particularly because of the fact that he had been attacked by (of all things) a chicken set lose in a very dangerous store. He scoffed even thinking about it. Who in their right minds would allow a CHICKEN to roam free in a store filled with all sorts of dangerous objects, including those that were borderline illegal? The Havocs would, it was probably their daughter's idea too. Callista Havoc had always been a handful since the day the two had met as young children. The Kennedys and Havocs were very familiar because their line of work overlapped, so more often than not, Zane and the redheaded troublemaker were forced into play-dates that were not exactly what Zane would call fun. However, despite the store keeper's words, explaining that the chicken was hers, Zane was already set on blaming Callista.

He had been snooping around the Havoc's store because it was a well established and notorious place for criminals to purchase illegal goods, though the Havocs had been arguing and fighting back, claiming that there was nothing illegal about their "oddities" shop. He had gone in last Thursday to try to question the shop keeper, a pretty blonde woman, but instead all he got was peck marks up his arm, a chicken bite on his finger, and a bunch of chicken feathers stuck in his hair.

All was healed now after meeting with a healer and Zane was determined to get back at it. He was sure that he could find something there... And luckily today he had a great reason to drop by. He waltzed into the shop gripping a piece of parchment in his hand and smugly smirking. He was careful to avoid that pesky chicken at all costs. He looked around, not seeing the blonde nor Mrs. Havoc anywhere... but then he spotted a tuft of bright red hair from behind the counter. It was her signature color, the flaming red locks that were usually all knotted and grew wildly. "Callista Havoc...Last I knew, you were still a Hogwarts student... But yet you're here in Knockturn Alley..." he said smoothly, approaching the counter and leaning on it to look over at her.

But his jaw dropped. This wasn't the knobby kneed twig with a mess of hair that he had remembered from their past. No, this was a rather pretty young woman who managed to tame some of that hair...somewhat. Zane couldn't help it- his jaw dropped and he stared in fascination at the grown Havoc daughter as he looked her over once again. "Merlin's beard..."

CALLISTA AVALON HAVOC

[CALLISTA AVALON HAVOC]

She was of course sitting down cross legged on the counter the snow white wedding petticoat of Walburga Black stretched out before her with the finger painted obscene picture of Min the Egyptian God of Futility covering most of the length of the precious silk.. Honestly if it wasn't for the sheer fact that the Petticoat of Walburga Black was fetching a gold price of 900 galleon's at auction she would have found the site of the site amusing.. Sadly with the new embellishments to the wedding Petticoat the price didn't rise, but indeed plummeted. So armed with the very best paint remover money could buy and cotton balls she set about the old fashion means of removing the painting from the silk petticoat. Unfortunately for all involved removing the paint was proving to be more meticulous process than she thought it would be, and like normal when being forced to do hard labor for any stretch of time she soon found herself at annoyed with cleaning the drawing of the futility god's exaggerated man part from the delicate silk.. Dabbing the cotton ball she heard the chime of the bell announcing the entering of another potential customer. From over her shoulder she heard the disgruntle cluck of Rose who had stopped eating her grain only give make a mournful sound..

Well if she was in poor spirits before finding that her Clerks daughter had ruined a priceless piece of history, the entry of Zane Kennedy did little to improve her mood. She watched as the boy she once knew who was well no longer looking boyish practically sauntered up to her counter as if he had owned all of England much less her shop.

Apparently a few facts escaped Mr. Kennedy..

Fact One..

THEY WERE NOT FRIENDS

Fact Two..

THOSE WHO WERE ACTING ON THE EFFORTS OF THE MINISTRY NEEDED A BLOODY WARRANT OR THEY WOULD BE TOSSED OUT ON THEIR EAR.

Fact Three..

THEIR MOTHER'S MIGHT BE GOOD FRIENDS BUT THEY WERE FAR FROM GOOD FRIENDS AS SHE PERSONALLY BLAMED HIM FOR RATTING HER OUT TO HER MOTHER FOLLOWING THAT WHOLE MISSED CURFEW MISHAP THAT RESULTED IN HER BEING GROUNDED MOST OF THE BLOODY HOLIDAY FOR HER BAD GRADES.

Fact Four..

HE MIGHT CONFUSE HIMSELF FOR AN AUTHORITY FIGURE, BUT THE MOMENT HE WOULD TRY THAT CRAP ON HER SHE WOULD BEAT HIS ASS UP AND DOWN THE BLOODY STREETS OF KNOCKTURN. OR DIE TRYING...

She crinkled her nose at his tone and at his suggestion that she was to be at school. When he finally drew up to the counter and looked her over as if he had never seen her before. Callie reacted in the manner she normally did when forced to be around Zane.. She rolled her eyes, and with an twitch she scooped her long strawberry blonde curls over her shoulder and fixed him with a look that he was very accustom to getting from her.

"WHY If it isn't Mr. Kennedy.. My my my you have gotten bigger.. " She added silky and leaned down from her perch and smirked.. " Well your head at least.. How unfortunate.. So big and empty at the same time.. I hear you gotten accepted as an Auror.. HOW VERY PROUD I MEAN all that time in school polishing your badge has paid off.. I mean now with all that 'Practice' you can finally tell everyone you can 'polish' others as well.. " She added with a very crude hand motion that suggested exactly what sort of polishing she thought he had to have done to achieve an auror badge.. " Just shocked your arms not tired.. Wait of course not I mean finally found a use for your mouth aye Zane.."

tagged: ZANE TOBIAS KENNEDY

[ZANE TOBIAS KENNEDY]

The dark haired Ministry worker still stood, leaned over the counter with his mouth ajar as he tried to comprehend the situation he had just landed himself in. Callista Havoc and Zane Kennedy had known each other for a long time, since the two were in diapers...literally. However, it wasn't a close friendship or a friendship at all. Callista had always been a pain in Zane's ass and as a result, Zane had always went out of his way to stick it to her as they both grew up. He still had the images of the messy, scabby little girl with a cluster of red frizz glued to her hair as they were in their beginning years of Hogwarts, and in fact the last time he had even seen her was a little over a year ago... When the bloody hell did she even enter the attractive zone?

He took his hand and closed his mouth once he had realized he had been staring at her with his jaw ajar for well over a minute. The now oh-so-attractive Callista hopped off the counter and he craned his head, taking a peek at what she had been doing as she went on to open that not so attractive trap of hers, when he bursted into a fit of laughter. "MY GOD, Callie, your mother has you scrubbing dongs off of tack dresses now?" He threw his head back and laughed more. This was great- so great. Not only did he get to serve a fine to her for that damn bird they have running amok in the dangerous shop, but he also had the right to chew her out, drag her back to Hogwarts, all while making fun of her for scrubbing a dong off of a dress.

"My my Callie, I haven't had to whack off my superiors to get this job, which by the way I am a HIT WIZARD and not an auror, but that's an excellent idea for you since I hear your grades have been horrific this year." he smirked at her with a twinkle of delight in his eyes. "And why, looks like you're already practicing, though I don't think a children's drawing of a...member will help you with the real thing. Go as around for help, I am sure that you'll get some practice in the broom cupboards if you ask nice enough." he went on more as he turned his back to her and began to look around the shop, trying to spot anything that might be even remotely close to illegal. "On second thought, maybe you shouldn't open your mouth at all... You have an awfully ugly mouth and a bit of a screechy voice. It'll make things hard...or should I say...limp." he smirked bigger, looking over his shoulder at the red-haired girl at the counter.

He looked back at the shelves seeing a few questionable items, but none that he could confiscate and arrest someone for...Sadly. "Now despite what your irrational ideas, I did not come here to personally attack you, which has brightened my day considerably. I'm here to give you this." he held the piece of rolled parchment up and waved it in the air, turning around and starting towards her again with a sickly sweet smile. He looked at the stupid chicken again, this time narrowing his eyes at it and nearly hissing at it. "My love, I am here on behalf of the Ministry and I present this fine to you for thirty galleons. It must be paid in thirty days or you will be fined more." he smiled, taking her hand in his and slapping the paper in it.


CALLISTA AVALON HAVOC

[CALLISTA AVALON HAVOC]

Ohhh what an offensive little twat. God didn't think that he could get more pretense.. Hell It's Zane why am I not shocked and horrified at the degree he can be an snotty little wanker... Those words were written plainly on her scrunched up scowl as she glared daggers at him from over that counter.. Debating exactly what sort of fine she would receive from him if she acted on impulse and proceeded to use the garment he was making fun of to beat him with..

"A dress? Well I figure you wear enough of them in your 'private' time you would know this is not a Dress..Moron.. " she rolled her eyes and hissed out that last insult as she kicked her long legs out from under her and slid from the counter top with the grace that suggest she was made from fluid. Her long red curls draped over her shoulder. She scowled holding up the eerily iridescent white fabric that seemed to glow.. " this is a petticoat.. Zane.. that belonged to Walburga Black it was purchased at Action.. Last year before my dad_________" she fell silent as the words caught in her throat and concern flickered in her eyes as she remembered whom she was speaking with.

Callie's lips pursed as she mentally chastised herself for being so weak when it came to her grief that she would show open sadness and pain to someone who would only use her bit of a weakness to hurt her further, if not completely close the doors to the shop that meant so much to her father. Don't you dare forget you little moron.. This isn't the same pompous boy from school who's only thrill in life was to give you detention.. He is all grown up now.. You need to be grown up with him too.. He wants a pound of flesh for what happened to his sister and he will only rest when that pound comes from those you love.. It is guys like him that got yer father incarcerated.. Men who fight for the Ministry are as corrupted as ever, they are still greedy and drunk with one sighted ambition.. They want heads to roll and at this point and time they don't care whom's it belongs.

Her brow arched, and she offered a soft smile that was certainly more famine, and seductive than she commonly offered, but he came her for blood and she intended to sever him some of his own.. Callista noticed that he still loomed over her in height, but it wasn't near as bad as it was when they were in school together she fit his height now.. She didn't need to lean back to look up at him and meet his gaze. It is then she took the paper reading over it with a roll of her eye she dismissed it with a look that screamed that she thought he was reaching far and needed to be publicly flog for such a reach of complete and utter desperation.

"Ahhh you can't get to us for our artifacts anymore which is why you bring this rubbish.. Chicken fines Next thing you know you'll be digging threw our garbage.. Honestly what a proud moment for you.. " Callie shock her head, and laughed as she rapped on the wooden surface of her counter and began plucking out a feverish rhythm. She chuckled as the Mottled Houdan strutted out with a long drawn out Cluuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck.. It wattled past Zane without giving him some much as a raised feather...

"Behold the murderous beast that haunts your darkest dream.. " Looking at Rose, Callie leaned down and offered her hand which the chicken took hold of gently and she raised the chunky bird up ruffling several feathers as she gave a disgusted look at Zane. Petted the chicken and put her on the counter where the chicken went quickly to dragging out the granola bag that Callie had been munching on prior.. " Ohhh no pet you my pet have been a naughty little bird.. Attacking Zane with such viciousness he felt the need to tattle to his supervisors that he got mangled by a vicious bird.. I've got half a mind to drag you to the Minstry myself so they can get a good gander at what apparently reeked havoc on one of the Ministry Finest Hit Person, I'm sure with even they could use a break from the circle yank that they no doubt have going on... She watched as Rose gave a dismissive flick of her feathers at Zane and quickly began picking threw a granola for the dried fruit which she obviously preferred.. Before giving to long wraps of her foot.. Callie smirked and looked up at Zane..

" I agree Rose completely F- himmmm" She without lowering her eyes from him and began ripping the fine up before leaning over towards him with the clear intention of sprinkling the ruined fine on his pretty head..
tagged: ZANE TOBIAS KENNEDY

[ZANE TOBIAS KENNEDY]

Callista's scowl was enough to cause Zane to break into a new fit of laughter- he was clearly enjoying this moment possibly a little too much. Revenge was sweet- all those times she cut his hair, tied him and shoved him into closets because they were "playing"...even the time when she gave him a black eye by hitting him square in the face with her baby doll- all had been leading up to this moment: the moment he caught her breaking the law by being a truant, serving her a fine, and running into her scrubbing male genitalia off of a "petticoat". "Callie, Callie, Callie... I have proof that I'm not the cross dressing type- a little black book of names that can vouch for me too..." he smirked at her, light twinkling in his eyes as he leaned against the front counter.

She went on, almost mentioning her father, and his smirk fell- his amused expression was replaced with a more serious one. He was aware of her father being in Azkaban and how it was a very fishy ordeal- there was no solid evidence that could have put him in there, yet there he was, alongside monsters like his father... As much as Callista annoyed him, and no matter how much he loved teasing her and tormenting her, her father was not a line he would dare cross. He actually felt a bit of sympathy for her and her mother, well aware of their struggles due to their mothers being friends.

She pulled herself together which wasn't surprising- Zane knew that she had always been a tough girl and she wouldn't dare allow herself to breakdown in front of anyone, especially him. Though her smile jolted a new, strange feeling in him that made him feel a bit guilty. His heartbeat sped up a bit but he kept his cool "One moment, little girl." he smirked back at her as he stepped forward and took the paper from her hands as she read, all while replicating the seductive feel. He took his want out and tapped the parchment, changing the fine from thirty galleons to fifteen. Something about that moment of open hurt on her face just moments before made him feel a bit sorry for her. He loved raining on her parade, annoying her, and making her mad at him, but he realized that the fine wouldn't just affect her mood, but it would affect her whole family's finances "There was an error, there you go, munchkin." he took another step forward, purposely closing the space between them and handing her the parchment.

His slightly sympathetic mood was shattered though he was still oddly attracted to her which made him feel disgusting, however, as the redhead rambled on and then ripped up the fine right in front of him. "Oh...Alright then, I see how it is." he smirked once again, though this time he showed some anger as she sprinkled the ripped pieces over his head. He ran his fingers through his hair as he approached the scribbled on petticoat. He held it up as if examining it and felt the fabric was weak. "An eye for an eye, right?" he forced himself to sound casual, as he slowly ripped the fragile, old petticoat long its seams. "F me, eh?" he smiled above the petticoat as he went on, ripping it. "I don't blame you for wanting to F me, though I regretfully would have to decline to offer- you're a little girl who belongs at Hogwarts." he sneered at her, as he finished ripping the first seam and went on to start on the other. He was going to have a BLAST with her reaction, he knew that he had just started a hellacious fight with the attractive girl in front of him.

CALLISTA AVALON HAVOC

[CALLISTA AVALON HAVOC]

Oh how she did not have time for this, honestly it was simply bad timing on both their parts.. Well more his she had a silk petticoat to get back in pristine condition, which to Callie meant a lot of effort on her part to get that confounded little snot's fingered painted crudely drawn picture of the Mighty Raa and his engorged phallus off the sodding silk.. Looking at the bird who had taken to pecking the feathers of the quills that stood nearest next to the old fashioned registered that was basically there only for show.

She watched him through narrowed eyes, and hissed between clinched teeth.. " Lets get something straight Zane.. YOUR NOT taken me anywhere, and your not here handing out fines for things that are so ridiculous...You should be embrassed for, because for MERLIN SAKES ZANE it is a bloody chicken.." Callie looked apologetically at Rose who clucked indignantly as if offended.

"sorry but your a chicken.. the smartest chicken in the world, but your a chicken..I can't change that.. I know we tried we got close you were a goat for about an hour.." She gave a impish smile at Zane and looked him over.. " A black book aye... Only you would be so cavalier about your prowess when it comes to be treated like a door knob.. " She looked up at him her auburn curls bouncing as her hazel eyes took him in.. She didn't doubt he had a lover or two.. He after all wasn't the scrawny bean pole he once was who always seemed to be sporting a bruise or a gnarly cut.. Yes in deed he had a look about him, a look that she wasn't all that comfortable with, a look that seemed to make her even more UNCOMFORTABLE when he offered that secret little smirk that made her want to look more at him even though it made her uneasy and all fidgety inside.

Merlin why the hell was she feeling all uneasy and fidgety he was the one trespassing by coming into her store and for all things to try to cost her money.. However how much he was about to cost her was not revealed till she turned her back to grab more cotton and heard the long drawn out sound of precise rip of fabric. Her eyebrows shot up in horror as she turned around and saw him rip one seam..

All she could do is stand there gawking at at the ripped petticoat in utter disbelief.. She was horrified as she stared blankly at the ruined silk.. " That .. That.. tha.. " She flustered looking at the silk till he ripped the second seam and that seemed to knock her back into the here and now.. Looking up at him her eyes narrowed. " THAT IS WORTH MORE GOLD THAN YOU SEE IN A YEAR.. " that is all she screeched as she flew behind the counter and grabbed her wand pointing at him. " YOU NEED TO LEAVE.. Before I hex you in ways you have never been hexed before and your most recent entry in your little black book is your sodding last.. Cause I'll hex it off.."
tagged: ZANE TOBIAS KENNEDY

[ZANE TOBIAS KENNEDY]

This whole ordeal was like fine quality entertainment to Zane, who was enjoying his time here in the shop more than he had ever imagined in his life. He had not been anticipating running into the redheaded handful when he came to deliver his fine, but it made this task amusing at hell. He glanced at the wild, out of control and slightly tempermental female (the chicken, Rose, not the oddly attractive Callie, which also matched the description of the chicken) and shifted on his feet a bet as he held up the petticoat. His raised an eyebrow almost teasingly and he corner of his mouth rose as Callie spoke of his black book. "Being treated like a door-knob? Oh no no no, I don't expect you to understand, little one," he waggled his eyebrows a bit before continuing. "It's an adult thing, you know. Loads of fun- what do you do, still play with your little dolls and play dress up?" he purposely patronized her, knowing it would drive her nuts.

His dark blue eyes caught her big hazel eyes momentarily and he looked her over again, struggling to see the little girl he was making fun of. Instead he saw an attractive, beautiful young woman who made him want to grab her and... No- he locked eye contact with her again and proceeded to rip the petticoat for the hell of it- keeping the fact that he could easily fix it with a flick of a wand secret. As he expected, Callista's eyes widened and she stutters. "Speechless, Callie? Never thought I would live to see the day that your big mouth wouldn't have any nonsense to spit out." he chuckled as her eyes narrowed.

However, what she did next- that is what he should have seen coming. She ran behind the counter and he found himself against a wall with a wand pointed at him and the pretty redhead yelling at him. Why is it that I always find myself being threatened by beautiful women.... He dropped the petticoat onto the floor and covered his..er...manhood as the threat of her hexing it off. "Y'know, there are nicer ways to go about handling..it." he turned his surprised expression into a smirk as quickly pulled his wand out of his robes and held it back at her. He looked down a bit, his eyes flickering from her eyes to her lips. When did her eyes get so...gorgeous? And when did her lips get so enticing...? He bit his lower lip and flicked his wand, disarming her in a quick, silent motion just like he had been trained to do. Though he knew it wasn't necessary, it was still fun to do. He stepped forward, daringly reaching out and playing with her red curls. "If you ask nicely, I can fix it." his voice was low and his eyes twinkled. He held his wand out to the wide, pointing it toward the disheveled petticoat on the floor. "But you have to say the magic word." he grinned, his white teeth flashing her an (accidentally) flirtatious smile.


CALLISTA AVALON HAVOC