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Justin Finch-Fletchley (basilisk_srvivr) wrote in pandorarpg,

After watching the explosion on his journal that morning, Justin had come to an important decision. While it was often difficult to see past the asshole attitude that Zacharias wore as a badge of honour, Justin knew that Zacharias must be going through hell right now, not because of knowing him well himself, but because Justin had lost his father too.

He'd contacted his brother Charles to say he'd meet him and the rest of the family at Westminster at noon, when the reservations were, and chose his clothes accordingly, choosing a black suit rather than white, blue or purple. He still wore a royal purple shirt and a white tie and waistcoat - he was still Justin after all - but the black was more in keeping with a funeral.

One last stop, to pick up a bouquet of white roses, and then a quick Apparition outside the cemetary. As he approached, he saw he wouldn't have to go far to find Zacharias. He didn't more to attempt a hug or any such thing - though he reserve the right to do so later if he felt Zach needed it. Instead, he didn't even smile, simply nodded and momentarily ignored the man to greet his sister.

"Adelle," he said with a tilt of his head, and moved to take her hand, gently raising it to his lips to kiss her knuckles. "My deepest condolences."

That done, he released her hand and turned to face Zacharias. "I'm not late, am I?"