when rodolphus lestrange didn’t want to be found, he was nearly impossible to track down. the key was to never stay in one place for too long, yet he couldn’t change positions too often. it was an ART he discovered during his fourth year at hogwarts. none of his memories from the time he was a student were looked at fondly. none of them were terrible but, unlike many others, he didn’t see the castle as a second home.
out of the corner of his eye, he saw him. the seventh year slytherin who claimed to be alexander bones. after their encounter, rodolphus had done some digging. if the individual was anything like a younger version of the hit wizard, then nothing he spoke would have proven to be true. and he was right. but imagine his surprise, discovering that the student he found lurking with a book about the dark arts was a son of HARRY POTTER. the name was even more so. albus severus potter. he had been glad to learn of the slytherin’s true identity but it did make things more difficult. rodolphus was after the wizard’s father. he was after everyone the boy associated with. but that made it all the more interesting. he never was one to back out of a challenge.
so when he felt a grip on his wrist, he turned around slowly. “ i do like to hear it on a regular basis. ” his feet were planted into the ground as he pulled his arm back the second the grip was released. the only noticeable emotion flashing behind his eyes was amusement. he had hoped albus would seek him out, though he wouldn’t have made a bet on it. “ albus severus potter. ” it was the FIRST time he spoke the name out loud and how marvelous it sounded. “ of course my offer still stands. ” he quirked an eyebrow. family was always a tricky thing. never in a million years would he harm his brother but when it came to others, he couldn’t care LESS about who they loved or felt obligated to. his compassion was limited in that sense.
“ what i hope to gain, in return. is an ALLY. you won’t use anything i’ll teach you on me and you’ll support me when i need you to. that’s all i ask. fairly simple, really. you won’t need to lay a finger on your family or friends and i give you my word that i will not either. ” but he couldn’t make any promises on behalf of anyone else he worked with. rodolphus still wasn’t entirely sure whether or not he could trust a son of the boy who lived, but he never planned on doing so. he needed someone who could PROPERLY learn, who could actually benefit from doing so. and if they ended up on opposite sides of the battle field, how interesting would it be.
eyes rolled, obviously unimpressed with what the other seemed to consider a skill. it was, in all actuality, quite impressive, but he had wasted how much of the day on a never-ending goose chase through the school ?? moments when he could have been doing something important, learning something important. “ m’glad you like hearing it, because if i ever have to spend as long looking for you as i just did, i’m getting you a bell or something. “ huffed, obviously empty threats would have no effect on the other, that he already knew —— but he still wanted him to know just how disgruntled he was over the ordeal.
hearing his name slip from rodolphus’s mouth was strange. he had heard it an incalculable amount of time, in just as many tones, but never like that. his name was something that others scoffed at, were left befuddled by, or just plain amused. rodolphus was none of those things. the way it fell from his tongue left albus feeling, as though for once in his life, someone was fond of it. he wasn’t sure what to make of that. “ i guess that just leaves the details then, yeah ?? the whens and wheres of the matters ?? m’not so picky about that. might be best for you to decide. “ he was willingly giving the other control. it wasn’t a feeling he enjoyed, but he supposed there would have to be some amount of understanding never trust between them if this would go smoothly. he hoped if he allowed rodolphus to remain comfortable in his position, that his say in these matters would be more openly received. he doubted it.
“ merlin, s’alot easier when guys just ask me for drugs or a blowjob or money, “ albus muttered, absentmindedly running a hand through his hair. this was much more of a complex deal, one that would waver and blur at times. one that left him unsure of just what it entailed. he was torn between apprehension and morbid curiosity over the matter. still, the fact that he had assured him that he himself wouldn’t harm his family was more than he expected; now if only he could get the rest of the lot to treat them with the same regard. nails dug into the palms of his hand, and teeth were dangerously close from biting through the skin of his lip as he nodded once, solemnly, to seal the deal. they always did say drinking from the devil’s cup tasted sweet.
“ so, would it be best to start this now ?? discuss fine details ?? or d’you want me to go on my way ?? “ there was a rush, undeniable exhilaration at the fact that he was doing this. he’d experience firsthand what the most restricted, most coveted spells amongst the dark wizards were. he’d be learning them. he was sure the grin he had been trying so hard to bite ( the first genuine one since his father's death ) back was written plainly on his face. no matter how this ended, it would be a helluva ride.
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