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►Gregory had been following this kid for what seemed to be hours. He hated the snow. He hated the cold. He especially hated children...but he was making an exception. This one brat was important to what he needed to be done and if that meant having to deal with one more mouth to feed then he would be self-sacrificing. Making sure his knifes were within reach and the cool pendant hung freely around his neck he began his hike up the ruddy mountain where the crying brat had made his tracks. Idiot really, what are they teaching children up at that castle now-and-days? The boy was actually sitting right there not any wiser and could be taken so easily and so quietly. But, he never did like simple. "You shouldn't be up this far from the castle Eun, who knows who you might run into out here." his deep voice rang across the open snow to the young boy while the ex-Ravenclaw boredly pulled out one of his least extravagant knives and began toying it with a mock disappointed face towards the teen.◄

►Gregory waved away the question with the hand holding the knife dramatically as he looked on at the teen. "Who I am isn't important. Now who you, or really, who your family is. Now, I don't make much of a habit of doing this," he gestured at the space between the two of them which was steadily becoming smaller as he crept forward, "but I'm always willing to try something new. And things would go so much more smoothly if I didn't have to use this and you do exactly as I say." Gregory's brown eye's flashed dangerously as he continually toyed with his weapon.◄

►Gregory sighed watching the air form a cloud in front of his face. Ruddy Teenagers. "What I want is for you to calmly hand me your wand and not make any sudden movements if you value your life." In one quick foot movement he was behind the Asian holding the knife directly at his pulse point on his neck, hand not shaking even minutely while his empty one raised waiting patiently for its "gift". "And then me and you are going on a little trip." The ex-con grinned showing off all his pearly whites, not that the teen could really see it but still, the thought that counts.◄

►This was why he didn't like kidnapping. The targets were alive for one thing, at least for then and there, and they always had this stupid thing called "hope" that gave them to pull stupid stunts like what this kid was doing. Honestly, a kick and an elbow? Really? Almost bored Gregory allowed the kick to buckle him which also allowed the elbow to swing back hitting air while he toppled on top of the teen literally sitting on his legs while his arms were held above his head waving his ever present knife tauntingly. "Tsk tsk, what was that? I try to be nice and patient only to have it spat back in my face? What are they teaching this generation I have to wonder." As he spoke he trailed the blade lightly against the boy's cheek's effortless leaving small scratches, nicks really, small enough to not leave a scar but just painful enough to catch attention. "Now you are treading what little thread of patience and general niceness that I have. You are going to give me your wand. You aren't going to make a sound. And you aren't going to struggle. Easy yes?" Yet again his blindingly frightening smile was back. ◄

►Gregory didn't allow his satisfaction to show besides a slight widening of his smirk as he spotted the boy's wand. However it was short lived as the whelp jammed it between two rocks and snapped it. The snap echoed in his mind mirroring the exact one that happened to his own wand and he felt his rage boil over all over again. Grabbing one of the damnable rocks he quickly brought it onto the boys head. Then again. And again. And once more for good measure. Breathing heavily the ex-con looked at his handiwork with a grimace, the top of the boy's head was bleeding rather badly and he would have bruising from his right jaw and all along his crown but it had been warranted. If he had only listened....oh well. With a sigh he jumped off the unconscious boy's frame and put away his unused knife, which blinked up at him almost sadly that it hadn't been able to slice through flesh. Soon, soon he soothed the irate object. Making sure he was touching the boy he grasped the pendant around his neck and said the activation phrase before being whisked away to his hideout with only a note in his wake.◄

I'm not afraid
To take a stand
Everybody
Come take my hand
We'll walk this road together, through the storm
Whatever weather, cold or warm
Just letting you know that, you're not alone
Holla if you feel like you've been down the same road

Peter apparated to the location outside Hogsmeade. They'd sent him to investigate the disappearance of a Hogwarts student, and Peter was definitely determined to crack this case. There'd been so many kidnappings of Ministry officials that this had to be resolved quickly. He almost didn't want to have children with how often they seemed to disappear. He sighed, quickly scanning the area with his wand for any residual spells that could pinpoint clues. He easily found the stone, the dried blood, and the snapped wand, He quickly gathered the evidence, and then proceeded to look around more closely. There were three sets of footprints he could tell, one probably belonging to the current Gryffindor Head of House. The other two belonged to the boy and the assailant. Taking out a manual camera, the Watcher took pictures of the snow, paying particular attention to where there seemed to be the most activity.

When he was done, he frowned, not liking what he saw. There didn't seem to be a lot of evidence to go on, considering that the only other bit of evidence seemed to be a note that was retrieved from the scene. Peter put away the camera and crossed his arms, his eyes already traveling around to see if he could spot anything more. "Damn. If there was anything else, it's gone along with the kid, isn't it?." Giving the area a good once-over, he turned around, apparating away from the scene. He'd been disappointed on how little he found, and the fact was it wasn't as dangerous as Garret seemed to insinuate it could be. That was a bit of a letdown. He should give his boss an earful about that later, since Garret had promised something exciting.