rabastan lestrange (![]() ![]() @ 2010-08-04 11:53:00 |
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Entry tags: | kingsley shacklebolt, rabastan lestrange |
Who: Rabastan and Kingsley (under cover)
What: a meeting.
When: Monday, lunchtime [backdated]
Where: a cafe near Downing St.
Warnings: Rab comes with his own warnings, but TBA.
It was a perfectly pleasant day. Rabastan had told his brother he was going to be in Spain for the week, but instead he'd decided to stick around and take a bit of a vacation. Not like the trip had actually been authorized, anyway, so if anyone asked, he was supposed to be here.
He took the opportunity, first, to have a few drinks with Yaxley; he always enjoyed the man's company, and he still never failed to find it amusing to have a drink with a wizard in a Muggle position of power. They'd had a few good laughs about that, when Yaxley was first assigned; Rabastan felt it was his duty to stop in occasionally and remind his old friend exactly where he was and how ridiculous it seemed when you really thought about it. Especially since Rabastan had a Muggle cover specifically for going to see him, which was the same one he often used for hunting Muggles.
However, Yaxley declined his invitation for lunch, so he headed out to get his own. He found a cafe not far away, one he rarely frequented, because hunting too close to the Ministry was - well, certainly not dangerous, but perhaps ill-advised. Keeping the Muggle bureaucrats feeling relatively safe in their jobs was important.
He ordered a coffee and spiked it himself, then looked around for a seat. Noticing an attractive man sitting alone and reading the day's paper, he slid into the seat opposite him and set his coffee down. "This seat taken?" he asked, eyes glinting with amusement, his expression flirtatious.