Jude Fawley

Neutral // Unspeakable // Father "To punish me for my contempt of authority, fate has made me an authority."

[heyjxde]

Big Yellow Taxi || Jude && Clem

[heyjxde]

clementinerxse

The wand that was tucked into her sleeve was slipped out. He crossed a line, she was an oaf? She was an idiot? Her eyes burned with fury and the once crimson blue there were was turned into a shadowy grey. She knew she hadn’t been a perfect wife, but he hadn’t been a perfect husband. Clementine swallowed her pride and narrowed her eyes. “I didn’t lift a finger until after my son was born because I was always in bed with you, you idiot! Don’t you ever fucking say I never gave a damn about you. If I didn’t, I would have left so much sooner, Jude. I stayed, for you. Not Sullivan, you. Sulley would handle us being separated, he’s young. I stayed because I love you, despite what you say.”

She continued following him, his words drifting to her ears. Clementine didn’t marry him for his money, no, she married him because she had feelings for him. They were forced into marriage, but clearly all he heard from that speech was her wanting his money. “I didn’t marry you for your bloody money. I would have rather been broke and homeless than trapped into marrying a man I didn’t love at that moment in time. We deserve each other? I’m nothing like my fucking mother and you damn well know it. I haven’t been waiting for this, I wanted to spend forever with y-”

Her words were cut off, as soon as he mentioned her father. Her wand was forgotten as she moved towards him and aimed a punch for back, then his neck, “Don’t you ever bring my father into this! Do you understand me? My mother doesn’t have the guts to murder someone. However, I bloody well do. Don’t you dare say you tried to prevent this. Preventing this would be you being faithful! Preventing this would you actually being home in our bed at night. Preventing this would be a whole lot different. So, you know what? Fuck you. If you think for a second you’ll see this baby - you’re sadly mistaken. You don’t deserve to be a father.”

He left.

[heyjxde]

Big Yellow Taxi || Jude && Clem

[heyjxde]

clementinerxse

His voice trembled and Clementine knew what that meant. Her eyes watched him stand and rise. For a split second she feared for her safety until he spoke. Then, the tears that had been threatening to fall finally did. She didn’t care if he didn’t give one single flying fucking care about them. It was the simple fact that he felt it was okay to break their vows. The vows she hadn’t broke until she learned of his infidelities. 

Slowly, she herself rose until she was standing in front of him. His words pierced her to the core. It was true that it didn’t make her happy. But, at least she finally got some honesty. At least he actually told her the goddamn truth. Clementine clenched her fists. She knew he had been with too many women, but this was the first she learned of men. Bile rose in her throat and she had to bite her tongue from not aiming a punch at his face. How her mother could force her into this, she would never understand. Clem would rather have been broke and homeless than live this life again. The only good thing that came from the marriage was her son. The sight of Jude leaving made her follow him. They had to talk.

“Some blame on me? Jude! I never cheated until I learned you did. I was fucking faithful. I tried to make you love me. Merlin, I cooked, begged, pleaded. I did every goddamn thing I could to make you love me. I gave you an heir and I still wasn’t enough. I wasn’t enough when you married me and I still don’t match up.” His confession caused anger to bubble however. “Don’t you dare throw that me. You don’t give one flying fuck about me and you know it. You have never loved me. So you know what? Forget it. I’m moving to France. The divorce will go through. And, you can have Sullivan every couple months until something legal is put in place.”

What was meant to be a storm out was a complete failure instead. He paused, but hadn’t bothered to turn around and face her, at least, not at first. “You’re such a bloody oaf. How could someone so fucking smart be a complete and utter idiot?” Spinning on the soles of his feet his dark, relentless eyes captured hers.”You haven’t lifted a Goddamn finger in this house until after our son was born. ‘That’s what the house elves are for’. Sound familiar? It should. Came straight from your mouth. Don’t give me that shite. If you’re going to slander my name at least speak the truth. You never gave a damn about me.”

Again, he attempted to leave in a huff, while he was still livid and being irrational. Upon owing to his senses he knew he was going to regret it all, but he was never the one to make good choices. As he began to stomp his way down his staircase and descend down the steps he continued speaking. “You married me for my money, Clementine. You’re lovely mum made that abundantly clear when she gave her drunken speech of adoration at our wedding. ‘I love my new son-in-law for his looks and the massive wages he’s bound to make with a name like Fawley. He’s such a great person. Great and loaded. I think him and my daughter will get on because I spent all our money and she needs someone to freeload off of. Did I mention he’s well off? Oh, I did?’ Go back to France with that vile woman. You two deserve each other. Best damn actresses I’ve ever met. You’ve been waiting patiently for this moment, waiting for me to fuck up. I’m surprised you didn’t just do me in like I’m sure ol’ Adelaide did to Clement.”

Finally, he came to the door and, once again, halted. “You believe what you want. I’m so sick and tired of fighting you. I kept trying and trying to prevent this, but I give up. Leave. I knew it was going to happen one day.”

[heyjxde]

Big Yellow Taxi || Jude && Clem

[heyjxde]

clementinerxse

He was angry, he had a right to be angry. Yet, she didn’t care.

He was quiet, too quiet. Then, he let everything out at once. She had waited for a reason, waited because she had hoped to gain enough courage to say fuck all and leave to France. She had waited because in the Wizarding World, if a couple has a child after a divorce, the father has no rights. She had waited because she wasn’t even sure what she wanted. She had wanted a perfect marriage with a husband who loved her. Yet, she couldn’t have that.

“Yes.”  He looked up at her and she could see the anger growing in his eyes. Clementine didn’t want a fight, she didn’t need one. Especially with Sullivan just being one room over. She laughed, a full blown laugh. Papers he wanted nothing to do with? “Nothing to do with? So you thought it was okay to sleep with every bloody person with blood pumping through their veins while I stayed home and cared for out child, Jude? I asked you to be fucking honest with me and got shite on. You can’t even admit you’re a disgusting cheater. You can’t even admit you fucked up. I waited till last minute because I didn’t know if I wanted this baby. Do I wanna be stuck in a loveless marriage with two of your kids? That’s a big fuck no.”

Tears welled up in her eyes and her hands were balled into fists. She wanted nothing from him. He made her sick just looking at him. Too many years were spent loving him, loving him knowing he didn’t love her. “Nothing. I wanted your love, I wanted you to be faithful. This divorce is only being slowed down until we figure out custody. You’ve done lost me.”

“You want a confession? Do ya?” His voice trembled as he spoke, not even he knew what he was doing. “Fine.” He spat the word out between clenched teeth.

Slowly, he rose from the bed they shared since their “I do’s”. He didn’t mean to be intimidating, but the look on his face and the height he had on her most likely had the opposite effect. His monotone that lacked all of the ferocity his demeanor captured strangely didn’t help much. “You want me to tell you about all of the woman I slept with? What about the men? How many there were? Do you want their names, as well? How about their addresses and what their favorite color is? What authors they can stay up all night reading? Maybe it hasn’t occurred to you that I don’t know the answer to any of those questions because I fucked too many. No to mention, I don’t give a shit about any of them. Does that make you happy now? I’m sure it doesn’t.”

Of course he was unhappy in his marriage and sought affection with more people than any normal man should, he hadn’t felt this “love” she claimed she had for him. That didn’t mean he didn’t love her. “You seem to love to place all the blame on me, but have you ever thought to save some of it for yourself?” There was a long pause before he randomly blurted out his last confession. “Purple and Hemingway.” With that he walked pass her and out of their bedroom door.

[heyjxde]

Big Yellow Taxi || Jude && Clem

[heyjxde]

clementinerxse

She waited with baited breath. No reaction came and the breath she had been holding was released. What in the fuck did that mean? Clementine watched her husband stumble and move towards the bed before sitting. She knew this divorce was going to blow up in her face, and now it was. She truly loved Jude and she wanted her husband and marriage to work. Maybe this baby could fix them… 

She couldn’t think.

Her throat burned at his questions. She herself didn’t know what she wanted to do. Let alone what she wanted her husband to do. Clem folded her hands in her lap and sighed. She had to put it lightly, they had to halt the divorce until they figured custody, visitation and everything out for the new child. It was the only thing she knew what to do.

“We need to halt the divorce.” Her eyes drifted over, begging to meet his but instead met a sight of his hair. When was Clementine going to get her happy ending? She was about to have it when Jude and her decided to be careless. Then, he asked that question. How far are you. How could she say it happened over a night of drunken angry sex? “Nine weeks, I’ve known for a couple. I just wanted to think of all my options before telling you. I - I want to keep it.”

Of course she wants to keep it. She better want to keep it. That’s my child.

Somehow he managed to do something even he thought to be impossible -- keep his big mouth shut. As she spoke he hadn’t raised his voice and said the first thing that popped into his mind. No, he controlled his restless tongue and stood eerily quiet. It was much more difficult that it seemed to be. They were having another baby. He was on the verge of losing not one, but two kids. How could he let it go this far?

“A couple weeks?” The question finally slipped out and his calm persona vanished. A look of complete exasperation had crossed his features as he looked up at her. Now, he was angry. He should’ve known as soon as she found out. That was his offspring growing within that petite frame of hers, he had the right to know. “You kept this from me for a couple of weeks? You waited last minute... After I finally gave in and signed those damned papers that I wanted nothing to do with, you tell me? What the bloody hell do you want from me, Clem?”

There was only one thing preventing a full blown argument from occurring at that moment -- he was tired. He was hastily becoming emotionally drained and in a matter of seconds he threw in the towel. His question was repeated in a much softer tone, really asking her this time. “What do you want from me?”

[heyjxde]

Big Yellow Taxi || Jude && Clem

[heyjxde]

clementinerxse

Her hands were rested on her lap, fear warped her features. She wasn’t sure what to do, what she was to say. Clementine knew he needed to know. The frantic look on her face caused fear to climb up her spine. What was she supposed to do or say?

Tell him, Clementine.

Clementine felt like she shouldn’t have called for him to come back in. She felt like this was a mistake, a sonogram picture would have sufficed. However, word travels fast and she feared he would find out. She didn’t need that hanging over her head, the fear and anger from him would kill her. She decided to make it quick, as painless as possible. 

But he is the father of her children…

“I’m pregnant. The baby is yours.”

Jude didn’t react as suspected. In fact, he didn’t react at all. He simply stared blankly at his wife as she broke the news to him. What does this mean? Was he to return home for good now? Was the divorce still happening and he was in the doghouse still? The one question that burned feverishly in the back of his mind…

Was she keeping it?

Just the thought of her getting rid of their second child put him in such a state of discomfort. He felt sick. With a slight stumble he made his way toward the bed and sat down with an obnoxious plop. He took a deep breath before he spoke.

“What do you want me to do?” He stared down at the ground, refusing to look back up at the woman he was certain hated him. Here she was after years of a loveless marriage and a plethora of affairs, demanding a divorce for the maltreatment, and he just so happened to knock her up right when he gave her what she wanted. “How far along are you, anyway?”

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regulus–a–black

Regulus was nervous for his first day of work.  It was a good kind of nervous, the one that blended seamlessly with excitement over the new life ahead of him.  He was going to make a name for himself.  He was going to be an unspeakable that went down in the unspeakable hall of fame (if there was such a thing).  Seeing a familiar face helped quell the nerves a bit as he smiled at Jude.  Slowly, he walked over and stood awkwardly as he listened to the well-endowed woman talk about gnomes?  Who really cared about gnomes?  Glancing at Jude, he could tell that he needed freedom, so he cleared his throat.  “Are you.. Mr. Fawley?” he asked slowly.

A yawn threatened to escape his lips as she continued on about the other little beasties she encounters in her division. She was boring. He probably deserved this, especially seeing as he had an affair with a woman in the Beast Division once before only to have her explain the behavior of kelpies once finished. He knew what they were like. Once Regulus came up to him, acting as if they hadn't met long before in his own home he knew he was his savior. "Yes, yes..." Turning to the decent blonde he held up a finger to shush her. "Excuse me, love. Duty calls. Must help this little tyke fit in and the works. We'll continue this next time." There would be no next time. Her threw his arm over his new coworkers shoulder and led him away hastily. "I swear, I'd have committed suicide right in that lobby if I had to listen to her very detailed speech on gnome droppings a moment longer. Thanks, mate."

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At first, when Jude heard there was fresh blood at the ministry and it was a Black he believed it would be another one of his followers ready to recruit him for their “cause”. What a ridiculous cause it was. Then the name was released and for some reason he felt relied it wasn’t one of the completely mental members of the Black family – Regulus. He wouldn’t be much of a bother. The two males had been acquainted many times during the course of their childhood and, although the age difference was drastic, he did get on with him quite well. This can’t be that bad. Jude had been attempted to better himself for his family, but he did slip on occasion. The day the youngest Black was meant to start his first day in the office Fawley was found hunched over a desk chatting with a female of a department he asked about, but hadn’t been paying attention to a single word she said. He didn’t even bother covering up the obvious flirting. It was all fun in games; he could look, but not touch, right? His brown hues rose from her cleavage just in time to see Regulus entering the building and instinctively he waved in his direction before turning back to the woman pretending to be engrossed in her speech on gnomes. Beast Division. Figures. He only hoped someone would save him from her ghastly rant.

[heyjxde]

The burning fag was placed between his lips and he inhaled sharply, simply eyeing the person beside him with a questioning look. Now, he wasn’t one to judge, but the words that came out of their mouth was damn near unbelievable and, surprisingly, he hadn’t a clue as to how he should respond. And so he smoked his cigarette in silence. Gripping the cigarette with his index and thumb he pulled it out and exhaled the smoke that blackened his lungs. One brow rose as if he was saying ‘go on’ without actually saying anything.

[heyjxde]

Big Yellow Taxi || Jude && Clem

[heyjxde]

clementinerxse

Clementine had remembered her words strongly. The word divorce was on replay, and when he consented. She felt her heart shatter. Papers were gotten, signatures placed and like that… It was nearly complete. Except, she didn’t know if this was what she wanted.

She had remembered the sickness that followed for days after, and she almost put it down to stress. However, Clem knew deep down it wasn’t just stress. It wasn’t just a cold. So, a lonely trip to Saint Mungo’s and the word pregnant hung heavy in the air. The blonde didn’t know whether to tell her husband, or let him find out after they had already divorced. Though, she knew, deep down, she would reveal it. Maybe it could salvage their marriage.

The front door sounded and Clementine knew she only had moments. Where she sat in the kitchen was too many steps to the kitchen. Thus, her wand rose and her Patronus flew out. She couldn’t let him leave without knowing they were to be parents again.

“Jude!” Her voice boomed, and she wasn’t sure if he heard or if even seen the swan. So, she waited.

Just as he stepped out of the house, onto the wooden porch, a corporeal, illuminating bird caught his attention. It was the patronus he had come to know so well -- Clementine's swan. As if on cue he heard his wife's voice ringing in his ear and immediately the worst possible thoughts had flooded his head.

What the hell was going on?

Jude began sprinting back into his home, up the stairs, and burst into his bedroom door. His brown eyes searched the room for any immediate danger, a sign of struggle, anything really. What he found instead was his wife, soon to be ex, in perfect health right before him.

His brows furrowed, confusion took over his face and left him with an awestruck look spread across his features. He walked up to her as if he was studying her for any signs of distress. Why did he care so much? He was supposed to despise this woman. She was what brought this abrupt end to his family, she demanded the divorce he reluctantly gave her just to please her. He should have just walked out the door without a moments hesitation.

But she is the mother of his child...

"What's wrong, Clem? You wanted me gone. I'm trying. The papers are signed. You have the house. What else could you possibly want?"

[heyjxde]

Big Yellow Taxi || Jude && Clem

For hours, Jude sat before papers – continuously crumpling them only to straighten them back out. He was exactly sure what to do at this point. Should he just sign away his rights to his family? Was this his only choice? Hearing his wife’s words in his head on repeat like a mantra was the only answer to his internal questions.

“I want a divorce.”

His chicken scratch signature was jotted down on the line below all of the legal bullshit he didn’t even bother reading. He didn’t give a single fuck about any legal repercussions his ignorance would lead to. If Clementine wanted everything he had, that’s what she’ll get. At this point, he’d end up one empty shell of a man if that’ll please her.

Finally, he rose from his seat and with a flick of his wand his packed bags followed him to the door. It was eerily quiet that night, Sullivan fast asleep in his nursery. Even the House Elves hung their head, a somber expression upon their faces, as their master opened the front door to leave – not even bothering to muster up a half hearted goodbye.

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regulus--a--black

Regulus managed a laugh and followed him over to the fireplace.  He was starving and needed to get something soon.  “I can do that,” he chuckled.  “Don’t want to have to deal with pixies.”

Grabbing a handful of floo powder he stepped into the fireplace and dropped it, calling out the name of his destination in unison with the falling powder. “The Three Broomsticks.” In seconds he was stepping out on the other side, greeting Rosmerta before taking a seat and waiting for his companion.

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clementinerxse

Clementine watched the grin form and she felt pride take over. She remembered back in the early parts of their courtship where she would constantly use the name. As the years went on, it was used less and less. She figured it’d been at least five years since she had used the insufferable name.

He lifted her and a squeak escaped her lips until she wrapped her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck, a sigh escaped her as she put her face in the crook of his neck. A sense of safety washed over her, and it was a feeling she hadn’t felt in years, Jude was being sweet - a rare occasion.

Her index fingers absentmindedly drew shapes on his back, at least until they made it into their bedroom and his lips were finding hers again. Clementine felt the switch in direction until he was falling back on the bed and she was sitting on top of his lap. A laugh escaped her as she looked down at him. She knew what he was doing, and it almost worked. It would have if she hadn’t of opted for sweats instead of her usual nightgown. He wasn’t able to touch her, and it was hilarious in her mind. He spoke, and she sighed, being brought back to what they needed to talk about.

“Us, Jude. Our marriage is falling apart. Neither of us are faithful. We rarely do family things, especially since Sullivan has been getting older.” A frown molded itself into her face.

This was nice. It was bound to end rather quickly and they’d be at each others throats immediately after the romance died down, but he was going to enjoy it while it lasted. They hadn’t been this comfortable with each other since their early years of marriage. For a moment, it would be like nothing had changed.

Then she spoke.

His hands rose to the mess of hair atop his head and he ran his fingers through the dark curls. Their marriage was a joke, that much was obvious, but they were trying. He was trying. It didn’t seem to be enough, though. Finally, his hands rested upon her waist once more and he took a deep, soothing breath.

“What do you want to do, ma cherie?” He spoke in the most sincere tone he could muster. Now that he was back home with his family he didn’t want to rush out to sleep in his cold, lonely flat with some random broad he pulled off the streets. He wanted to sleep there, in their bed, with his wife. “We’ll do whatever you want. Whatever it takes to save our marriage. Sullivan deserves that much, right?”

His brown hues rose, connecting with those once mesmerizing deep, blue eyes he’d always gotten so lost in. Maybe he truly did love her, that’s where all the resentment stemmed from.

[mayazabini]

Visiting Hours || Maya and Jude

[heyjxde]

mayazabini

“Merlin I’ve forgotten how funny you are. And I’d be hurt by the fact that you think I have an agenda except for the fact that I very much do. you look handsome today, have I said that?”

“I’m just a treat, aren’t I? Charm and humor are just my specialties.” As he winked at her a faint smirk formed on his lips. “And what might be this ‘agenda’ of yours? Shall we discuss this in a more private setting? Like, my office, maybe?”

[heyjxde]

mpougatsarp

“Alright…seems you need to get it our of your chest! Want me to sit with you so you can rant about it?”

He tried not to chuckle at the man’s predicament. “And I was only trying to assert if I’d met you before, hence the casual ‘excuse me’. Good thing I brought some alcohol along, too I guess.” He stopped for a moment. “You don’t mind me smoking, right?”

“If you have a fag to spare then, by all means, let’s pop those suckers out and take a few drags. I already have to sit back, watch as these bird pass me by with their tiny skirts that are magically growing shorter by the second, and keep my hands to myself. I can’t do the same to a cigarette... I’m fragile. I need to be stuffed full of booze and smokes until I’m incapable of handling anymore.”

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regulus--a--black

Reg stared at his new co-worker, eyes a bit wide as he looked down awkwardly.  “I was wondering where the cafeteria was.”  His stomach was hurting as he was too nervous to eat breakfast that morning.

“Oh, yeah... That’s-- um-- somewhere down the hall. Nobody ever uses it. We had a pixie outbreak not too long ago. Damn Beast Division can’t keep their subjects under wraps sometimes.” Getting up Jude grabbed his jacket and was on his way to the closest fireplace. “Follow me if you don’t want to starve.”

[phoenixscrapbook]

The Fawleys, during a strange moment of bliss.

Taken by Sullivan on accident.

Circa 1981

[heyjxde]

“I didn’t get boring. My wife is just constantly up my arse now that... Well, after she caught me with one broad. There was a huge fight. Everything went downhill... What did you want again?”