RP: So that protection you offered... Date: September 6, 2006 (backdated) Characters: Theo, Draco Location: Malfoy Manor Private/Public: Private Rating: G Warnings: None Summary: Knowing he's in trouble, Theo goes straight from meeting Rodolphus to Draco.
He was half shaking, by anger or shock he wasn't sure, as he appeared at Malfoy Manor, the memory of the meeting with Rodolphus too vivid in his mind. How could Rodolphus refuse him revenge? How could he think that he would accept a no when Lisa was responsible for the death of his wife?
Still, he had not expected his own actions. To grow so angry that he lost all sense of moderation and control. He had not even tried to be subtle as he forced himself into Rodolphus' mind, brutally forceful rather as he snatched at every secret he could find trying to find what he needed to know to get to Lisa. Rodolphus would change his plans, make the secrets he held useless as far as he could, Theo was sure, but he knew enough – and Rodolphus couldn't change everything. If his actions and reactions were not an excuse enough of a reason to have him killed (which they would be as far as Rodolphus was concerned) protecting those secrets would be.
That was why Theo didn't even bother to Apparate back to Nott Manor after the meeting, knowing the risk was too great. True, Rodolphus was the only one with access, and he could not harm him himself. That however didn't mean that he couldn't Nathaniel and Theo would not risk bringing more harm to his son at this point. No, he needed somewhere for the both of them to be safe – and after his meeting with Rodolphus, Nott Manor wasn't it.
To Malfoy manor, however, Rodolphus had no access at all and Draco had promised him a safe place to stay should he need it. It seemed he'd reached the point where he did.
Perhaps the idea should upset him, but all he could feel now was anger. Any sentimental feeling he'd had towards Rodolphus had died the moment the man refused him revenge, or perhaps even when Padma drew her last breath. He didn't miss them, feelings were more trouble than they were worth. He'd focus on Nathaniel, and getting his revenge. Nothing and no one would stand in the way of that, he'd make sure of it.
For now though, he needed to focus, and so he drew a deep breath and knocked on the door of the manor, waiting to be let in.