Rodolphus was the kind of man you imagined would be too good for anyone. And just maybe he was. In the beginning he wanted nothing to do with her besides making his family happy until he saw the true side of her and her with him. Now it was like they were a package deal. They pushed eachother to new heights. Although those heights were dark and terrible at times, it was a companionship that no one could threaten.
And if they did? That would be a dark ending for them, indeed.
When he approached the bed she sat up. As he sat her slender fingers stretched out to his neck and instantly started to knead the tense muscles of his neck and shoulders. "Hot lava feels a little dramatic, but I can understand." She did smile at the thought of them running away together. She had never been a romantic person but something from him brought that out in her.
"Satisfied as she'll ever be, I suppose." She shrugged as her fingers trailed down his spine, sprawling and contracting against his taut muscles. "Was yours?" The pair could have easily escaped, done a quick ceremony, and been vacationing already. But so was the curse of being in a pureblood family. She stifled a yawn as her head rested against his back and she wrapped her arms around the front of his chest. Holding him made things feel better.