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Rodolphus Lestrange will have none of your shit (willnotlikeme) wrote in flippedrpg,
@ 2012-08-26 22:18:00

Entry tags:

ch: knap: rodolphus lestrange, ch: knap: sirius black, p: lisa, p: veetee

Who: Rodolphus and Sirius^knap
When: Uhm, now?
Where: Great Hall.
What: Like this wasn't going to happen? Pfft.
Rating/Status: High/Incomplete.

Rodolphus' stride was stiff as he made his way to the Great Hall, carefully surveying everyone's face who passed him by. A Ravenclaw uniform did not sit with him well, but for the time being he had no choice. Even in the colour blue, Rodolphus' demeanor in which he walked still had its effect. A few immediately turned around when seeing his face, the rest stood out of his way. It amused him. Some things never changed in Hogwarts and it only seemed to multitude with his age. He was having fun despite having found out that in some Merlin forsaken universe, he and Bellatrix had conceived a child. There was a part of him who wanted to know what she was like, if she was a monster like him. The best course of action would be to observe. He would know the signs right away, so the rush to meet a supposed daughter was the least of his priorities.

But not meeting a daughter of his version of Narcissa. No. Out of pure selfishness, Rodolphus wanted to see this girl. If there was any sort of resemblance to Narcissa, he would recognize it right away.

What ever the man's curiosity, Rodolphus had his priorities. The mission had failed and not because of him, or Bellatrix from what he could tell. Lily seemed to have regained her memories or at least some of them. The fighting spirit was still there, if not more so with just the sight of his writing. A grin spread across his lips imagining what fear he could put into her with just seeing him. Oh the things he could do with just one simple touch. Then there was the matter of James, Remus, and Harry. None of them were talking yet he knew they were there. They had to be. Rodolphus wanted them there.

But for now, the Deatheater settled for Sirius. Surprisingly, he was the only one wanting to see him. He had stated they tried getting to him, but Rodolphus was certain they had. If Lily was able to fight against memories about the life of a lie he made them live, he could only assume Sirius had broken through as well. In that moment, the rarest of moments, he had wished Bellatrix was there. She could get inside his head like no one else ever could. Rodolphus had to play with what he had. He had memories of them two going to pubs, having casual conversations, of being friendly. Rodolphus also had a tattoo that was all too familiar to Sirius'.

He carried his knife and brassknuckles in a pocket, his packet of cigarettes and lighter in the other. There was no telling what might come of the situation as Rodolphus was keeping himself on his toes. For the lack of better term, he had a sneak suspicion that Sirius was fucking with him. The very reason why Rodolphus chose a public area to meet. It would have been foolish for Sirius to do something silly and if he tried, Rodolphus could easily say what ever he did was in self defense.

Pausing for a moment, he glanced around for his face. He looked concerned, as if he was truly worried about the state in which Sirius was in. Running a hand through his hair, he whipped around, finally spotting the man he was to evaluate.

"Sirius! Mate!"

Rodolphus rushed over, placing both hands on his shoulders. "You alright? What has gone on here? Why is Lily buying into their lies?"

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2012-08-28 07:09 pm UTC (link)

It came as no surprise when Rodolphus drew his wand as well -- he'd have been a fool to think that Rodolphs wouldn't have his wand on him as well. There was no reason that he should have come without it, and he had to know that there were plenty of people here who were going to try and attack him. Sirius' fingers tightened over his own wand.

His mouth went a bit dry at the comment that he was just as evil as Rodolphus was. It was something he had known since showing up here. He knew that James and Remus wouldn't admit it -- and that they would inevitably try to convince him otherwise, but he thought it was the truth. He and Lily had been put in the same position, and there was no denying that Lily had been hurt, but she had still come out everything Lily. Sirius had walked out of everything and he was something else now. There'd always been that dark edge lurking underneath the surface, trying to cut through the top layer of his skin; he was a Black, and that chance was always there. And it had simply flourished in his time with Rodolphus and Bellatrix.

"I don't want to kill them," Sirius said through gritted teeth. He jabbed his wand even further into Rodolphus' throat, and his other hand went up to grip the arm that was holding the back of his neck, as if he could wrest away some of the control the hold implied. He knew that it was foolish to respond to already; some part of him was screaming that he was falling into the trap -- and some part of him already knew that he had fallen, because tight fear shot through his chest at the idea that he might be undone enough to hurt James or Lily or Remus without even being aware of it.

His attention was snatched abruptly away when Rodolphus made mention of her -- of memories that he had forgotten -- of Lily being hurt -- because why wouldn't they have, but it still -- he didn't know how he was supposed to react to it. He pushed away from the wall, trying to put distance between himself and Rodolphus.

"You did your best with her, and she still beat you," Sirius snarled out in return. Because it was true. Lily got away, and she got back to her family. Continued her family. "What a failure."

He said nothing when Rodolphus referred to everything he'd learned at Grimmauld Place though, because there was no defense he had to any of that, and no, they didn't know. Even Lily didn't know the extent of everything, just how deep he had gotten, how bad things had been -- were. He narrowed his eyes a little when Rodolphus asked him if he remembered, because there was that same sort of pressure that there had been when James had been exploring his mind, bringing down the walls that Rodolphus and Bellatrix had concocted, keeping him hidden from what exactly the had done to him.

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