Re: Rodolphus, Terry, and Justin
Rodolphus felt the call like a wave of relief, the pain of it reminding him that he wouldn't have to be stuck in this sewer of schoolchildren forever, that this was not, as it had felt recently, another prison. His Lord called, and Lestrange, always, answered.
He kissed his wife - the smile on his face wolfish and hungry as he did - and then took his wand in hand and strode briskly toward the Great Hall.