Who: Rodolphus and Rabastan Lestrange. Where: Just outside the Manor. When: Midday. Why: Cause they are brothers and have been dumped in a strange place. Open: Yeah, just jump in whenever.
Rodolphus had spent a long time staring down into his journal; were his speculations right? Had this Lavender Brown come from the future, or was had they travelled forward? He’d need to find out more information before he made any real speculations; He made it his mission to- for the Dark Lord and for himself. He slipped his journal under his pillow- or what was left of the pillow, it was more like a lump of dust in a moth-eaten piece of brown fabric that looked like it had once been pink or white. What he wouldn’t give to be back in Lestrange Manor, with the silk pillow cases and duck feather pillows- and house elves who kept the manor immaculate, instead of this run down dump which should be set on fire to do itself a favour. After stretching and getting up, he decided it was time to see his little brother; They weren’t as close as they used to be- maturity and such had kicked in a pulled them away; Or perhaps it was Bella and their father. He sighed, he would never tell Rabastan or anyone but he felt fondly towards his little brother, but his little brother would always- In Rodolphus’ opinion need his support and protection. Rodolphus left his room silently, avoiding everyone, keeping his eyes in a fixed glare as he walked past those in the hallway- he had no interest in conversing with any of them at the moment, maybe later. He strode outside and stood in the shade of the manor and looked up to the sky, it looked as it always had- Rodolphus crossed his arms but didn’t dare lean on the building in case the small amount of pressure he put on it would cause it to collapse- though of course people being trapped in there would be amusing to watch. Rodolphus smirked to himself at the thought before his attention snapped to the familiar figure of his brother “Rabastan”.