Philomena Selwyn (dirty_martini) wrote in changedrpg, @ 2011-09-18 09:50:00 |
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Philomena was a woman with two men in her life. The man she was married to, and the man she was trying to seduce into killing her husband. It was a beautiful little arrangement, though she did wish that Antonin would be a bit more willing to go to bed with her. She'd never met a man with so many religious hang-ups. It certainly was not what she'd expected from a notorious, escaped Death Eater who'd committed crimes that made her bite her lip and press her hands against her stomach.
Selwyn had managed to dig up a thing or two about Antonin because her darling husband was an Auror who liked to bring his work home with him because, really, he had nothing else to do once he'd left the office. She and Lawrence slept in separate rooms in different sides of the house, and rarely spoke these days. Whenever they did, they would fight and it would only end up with possessions smashed and bruises the shapes of fingermarks all up and down Selwyn's arms.
They always fought about the same thing. One thing. Philomena wanted to work. She was trained as a healer and it was what she'd always wanted to do. Her husband, however, worried that other people may think they were poor or that he couldn't provide for her forbade it.
In response to her husband's ruling that she could not work, Selwyn decided that sex would no longer be a part of their marriage until she got what she wanted. Publicly, she was still the perfect wife, and whenever he had Ministry fuctions or parties, she would dress the part and hang on his arm to make all the other men jealous. The moment they were home again, however, she became as cold as the Canadian prairies in December. There were a few times that he'd stolen into her room late at night to try and force her to change her mind, but a threat to report him to the Auror office and some scratches on his chest were enough to fend him away.
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She did not want to divorce him. The money, after all, that he had with his name was quite the impressive amount, after all, and she also knew that he would never go in for a divorce anyway--to concerned with what his friends may have thought--and so the only answer, really, was to kill him. She was even starting to warm up to the idea of replacing him completely with Antonin Dolohov, who was so much stronger and more dangerous. Not to mention the fact that Antonin was also far more inline with Philomena's personal beliefs.
As he often did on Sunday afternoons, Lawrence had gone into the office to get a head start on the next week's work which left Philomena free to have Rita Skeeter in so that they could talk. The article would be anonymous, of course, but it would also be honest. Philomena wanted to pour her heart into Rita's quill and tell her all about the controlling nature of her husband, how she legitimately feared going to the Ministry because she felt that he, as an Auror, would have friends and privileges that she wouldn't, she meant to talk about how he abused her--she meant to talk about everything, and she couldn't wait to get started.