Who: Bellatrix and Rodolphus Lestrange What: Celebrating Valentine's Day Where: The house they've been using When: Last night Rating/Warning: Violence, gore, torture, etc.
It had taken him several hours to find just the right couple. Valentine's was a haze of happy men and women about towns all over the country, of course, but for his gift for his wife - well, they had to be perfect. Finally, he'd found them. They were leaving a small wizarding restaurant, arm in arm. He knew them, or thought he did - the man had worked for the Ministry and disappeared from his work months ago, mudblood, and the woman must have been his wife - which made her either a mudblood too, or a blood traitor, and either one was worthy of what he had in store for them.
It didn't take much to subdue them. They were tipsy and kissing, and he'd come up behind and taken the man down first, the bigger threat, and then the woman. An hour later both of them were coming too in full body binds in the basement of the home he and Bellatrix had taken over, and he was looking for his wife through the upstairs rooms, the flowers in his hand that he'd taken from the wife now bound in the basement.