Who: Rabastan Lestrange - Minister for Magic, Rodolphus and Bellatrix Lestrange What: Dinner, confrontation, ambush, family love When: Don't ask. Where: Lestrange Mansion Why: Rodolphus is being a big baby because he didn't get to be Minister. And his wife spoke for him and nobody understand him. And it's so hard to be Rodolphus. Rating: T - For Thanksgiving-like drama. I know they're British. Shut up.
When he was first made Minister for Magic, it was clear to Rabastan that it was difficult for his brother. Rodolphus had wanted the job, expected the job, and would have been very good at it. No one was more surprised than Rabastan that he had been given the position over his brother, except perhaps Rodolphus. That was not how things went for the Lestrange brothers. However, Rabastan had assumed that eventually Rodolphus would get over it, but the situation really only seemed to have gotten worse.
Teaming up with Bellatrix, they were finally going to put a stop to this shit, or maybe it would just exacerbate the problem, but at least it would be different. He couldn't take it like this anymore. Having colluded with his sister-in-law, Rabastan arrived in the stately Lestrange home at the agreed upon moment, in the agreed upon room, to find Bellatrix, drink in her hand, and the library smelling strongly of the cannabis she had indulged in before he arrived.
"Where is he?" Rabastan asked as he entered, the whole operation had him feeling stupidly nervous. He was the bloody Minister for Magic, for fuck's sake, why was talking to his big brother making him feel nauseous?