WHO: Bellatrix and Rodolphus Lestrange WHERE: Lestrange manor WHEN: After work WHAT: Leaning on each other
Rodolphus had gone right to his study after he arrived home from work that evening. Even when finishing his work at the office, he still always had more to do when he got home. Many of his contacts wrote to him at home, as a considerable amount of them would be considered questionable by the Ministry. While his day job ended at 5:30 in the evening, his work for the Dark Lord was never finished.
He sitting at his desk, scratching furiously at a piece of parchment with a quill. He was writing precise instructions to a lesser Death Eater about an assignment to take place in Rome next week. Pausing mid-sentence, he rubbed his shoulder. His muscles were all very tense, but he'd ingored it for the most part.