|Rodolphus Lestrange (tot_rodolphus) wrote in time_of_trial,|
@ 2009-09-18 18:37:00
|Entry tags:||character: bellatrix lestrange, character: rodolphus lestrange, location: lestrange villa|
Who: Rodolphus and Bellatrix Lestrange.
What: Just an ordinary day in the Lestrange household.
When: Late Afternoon, early evening.
Where: Their house.
Warnings: NC-17 for sexual situations ;)
Rodolphus stretched and rubbed his face tiredly, looking around. He was in his study at home and had apparently dozed off while reading that piece of junk, also known as the Daily Prophet. He sighed and got up, then made his way downstairs to get a drink, taking the newspaper to finish reading that article about the planned Ministry celebration. Unbelievable, really, that they were going to throw a party for that Mudblood-loving crowd.
As he poured himself another glass of Firewhiskey in the kitchen, he idly wondered if they could secure an invitation. Might be amusing to see the Potters' faces if they showed up there.
He paused when he heard a noise in the living room and peeked inside, raising his eyebrows when he saw that his wife was at home.
"You're here," he stated as he entered the living room, sipping on his glass of Firewhiskey. "Where have you been?"
He made his way over to her and sighed again when he sat down on the couch, folding his legs and leaning back. "Did you have the time to read the Prophet before you left?" he asked softly, then tossed the open newspaper in front of her on the coffee table, pointing at the article.