Rabastan Lestrange

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alectocarrcw​:

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Alecto liked routine. She knew exactly where she was meant to be on any given day and how to get to said place with minimal effort; on days where she had nothing planned, she could still figure out the way to get to any given location while avoiding the general public. Today she needed to get to the apothecary, so down the road she went – that was, at least until she came across Rabastan Lestrange. He hardly seemed bothered at all, messing with his nails and being a general nuisance to those around him. Of course. When he spoke to her, Alecto schooled her expression, sure her eye would twitch if she hadn’t.

“You’re in my way. I shouldn’t have to walk around you to get to my destination, so move.”

“Sorry sweetie, but I will be doing no such thing. There is ample room around me to go,” Rabastan motioned to the space around him. “Why should I inconvenience my self for you,” he turned to look back her, a glint of something playful shining in his eyes. He didn’t want to start an argument, but Rabastan was bored and Alecto seemed like a perfect candidate. 

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ofrab​:

“ drop the high and mighty act. “ regulus rolled his eyes, unable to keep the corners of his lips from curling up ever so slightly. it was enjoyable to run into someone he actually enjoyed spending time around, a rare feat lately; but rabastan had been a constant in his life for quite some time now. “ i don’t need any help — just stopping by, checking in on an old friend. if that is still what we are calling one another? “

Rabastan liked messing with Regulus, he knew the other wouldn’t mind a good banter every now and then. Laughing he took his fellow friend into a tight hug. “Of course Black, we are still friends,” he enjoyed his company and knowing full well there was more to the boy and it was fun trying to unravel that. “I’m doing quite well! How are you doing? It’s been a while. Lets catch up.”

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Open!! Where: Diagon Alley 

Rabastan stared at his nails black ink staining some of them and cursed under his breath as he tried to pick it out wanting nothing more than to be seen as immaculate. He knew he was in people’s way and he didn’t honestly care that he was. Once he felt the presence of someone in front of him, he raised a brow and looked up. “You’ve got ample room to go around me, or if that’s not the case -- how can I help you?” his last question dripped with false optimism.