Run Boy Run {Julian}

[Killian Avery]

& I watched it begin again

Walking along the dark old cobbled street, Killian had his hands shoved in his coat pockets. The chill of the evening air whipped through him as he made his way through the street. Litter was scattered throughout the abandoned street; it looked as if no one had stepped on these streets in years. The Hogwarts professor regularly strolled the abandoned street since there was less of a chance that someone would notice him and report him.

He had been walking for maybe 5 minutes when he heard a noise that shouldn't have been heard. There was the possibility that it was an animal but still, Killian stopped dead in his tracks, seeing a rabbit bound off into the distance. He huffed in a minute laugh until...

CRACK

Killian whipped around, his wand was quickly in his hand and pointed ahead, ready for the attack. Wow, this was why he never left the castle. The Hogwarts professor had way too many enemies to be out in the open. A huff of annoyance left him as he saw that it was Julian. He looked scared and he was...was that blood? 

“What are you doing here, boy.”

If he got caught for this, he'd give them a good reason to send him to Azkaban. "Whose blood is that?"

[Julian Blackthorn]

Run boy run! They're trying to catch you

"You better run.."

The next thing he knew everything went black; he was pressed very hard from all directions; he couldn't breathe, iron bands were tightening around his chest; his eyeballs were being forced back into his head; his eardrums were being pushed deeper into his skull, and then— he landed with a thud in an unfamiliar place but right behind a tall slender man in a black leather coat.

Thankfully the whole street was deserted, houses that lined the street were boarded up and it looked as if it hadn't seen a flicker of life in a very long time. The young blackthorn was soon met with the ugly end of his uncle's wand. "Merlin, Uncle Kil! It's just me," he whispered in harsh tones.

"What are you doing here, boy?"

Julian ran his hand along the back of his neck, "I may have...accidentally used an unforgivable curse," he paused. "I need your help." He  purposefully left out whose blood he was covered in, for legal purposes.

[Killian Avery]

& I watched it begin again

I may have...accidentally used an unforgivable curse...

Furious was an understatement. How could this boy be so stupid? Killian squinted in the darkness at his nephew. "What kind of unforgivable curse?" he grunted at him. As he heard the answer leave Julian's lips, he balled his fists in his coat pocket. "You turn 17 tomorrow, you two couldn't have waited?" The Hogwarts Professor was speaking through gritted teeth to keep himself from screaming. "You're a moron, you still have the trace on you. They'll be after you, even apparating here, they will be here any second." 

Killian cursed under his breath and pulled his nephew into a side alley as he heard the start of the feint pops all around them. "Grab my arm." Julian did just that and soon the pair twisted out of Skinner's end. Killian knew of a place. A Cave high up in the mountains where he had hidden for a while before joining the Hogwarts staff.

Landing on the top of a windy hill, he remembered the last time he stood in this same spot. He was threatening and torturing the Auror, Molly Walker. That seemed like a lifetime ago...now he was helping his nephew get away with murder. Better but not great, he was working on it...sort of. "This is where I laid low for a couple of years, I think I left some of my stuff there too." He walked Julian into the cave on top of the hill. "I'll visit with food and such but uhhh from this point on...you're on your own kid."

Turning to walk out the door, Killian paused before glancing back briefly. "I'll let William know where you are hiding but that's it. I expect you to do the same." It was better for everyone if they thought he was running and not hiding. With a pop, Kill left the cave for its new owner to get acquainted with.

[Julian Blackthorn]

Run boy run! They're trying to catch you

"what kind of unforgivable curse..."

Julians blood ran cold, "uhhh, the killing kind?" He used an unsure tone but he had never been more sure of anything in his life. There was still the smell of blood in his nose, now mixed with the late spring air. Killian was lecturing his through gritted teeth about the trace. Oh Merlin, the trace! The pair seemed to realized at the same time, as Killian pulled him into a side alley as pops of apparition sounded around them.

As the words, 'grab my arm' left Killian's mouth, Julian was grabbing onto the leather covered arm of his uncle. twisting yet again in a side along apparition this time, the pair landed on a mountain high over Hogsmeade. 

"...you're on your own kid."

Julian's mouth fell open slightly. He was really going to leave him. It was surprising how surprised he was. Killian was never the warm and comforting type, the only person less comforting was his father. The only other person Killian was going to tell. Perfect.

"Killian...wait," he whispered, as he saw his uncle disapperate out of view. Julian looked around the dark cave that was to be his home for the next few months. Sitting on a boulder, he thought of Nico and what he would do when he found out. He thought of Roxie and how scared she must be as Ministry officials show up at her house. And lastly, he thought of Chelsea...he was almost home free. He was so close to seeing her upon graduation, starting their engagement and now he wasn't sure if he'd see her again. He was on his own.

You're on your own kid...you always have been.

[Ava Blackthorn]

Hello, Dear Brother...

Ava was, to say the least, shocked when Killian had come to Blackthorn manor and delivered the news of Julian's murder conviction. Even more so the next morning at the Ministry when she saw his face plastered on WANTED signs. Her baby brother wasn't capable of this. She knew he was on the run but Killian didn't divulge where, but had pulled their father aside to talk alone in the study. Ava hated it when they didn't include her in their conversations.

However, after some time sneaking and listening at doors, Ava found out anyways. Apparently Julian was hiding in a cave in the mountains overlooking Hogsmeade. Pitiful. After work, she had cornered her father and convinced him to let her take the food and supplies to Julian. 

POP

Landing softly outside the cave, Ava walked right in as she tugged her cloak closer to her body. She didn't want to be seen lingering. "Hello brother," she said with a smirk as she put the bag of supplies down. He had started to grow a beard that looked very scratchy and looked worse than she had ever seen him look. "Murder doesn't look good on you." Did it look good on anyone? Maybe Tommy Darling, but that was it. 

Julian began to protest that he didn't do it, that he was innocent and Ava couldn't help but roll her eyes. "Don't lie to me, brother. I'm not an idiot. You've openly been unhappy with Mickey since Emma's engagement. I also saw the evidence from the crime scene and I..." she paused as he asked how she managed that. "It's not important, anyways it was sloppy work...the work of a teenager." If he was going to start killing people he needed to be more discreet.

"I only came to drop off supplies from father and to tell you that you're an idiot. At least wait till you're 18 next time." Ava turned on her heel, flipping her hair. She apparated out of the cave, unsure if she would see her brother again, yet remained unbothered about the whole situation.