did she make you cry make you break down shatter your illusions

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caelestiasolis​:

~

𝐂𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞 𝐨𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐦𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐲, 𝐚𝐥𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞. “I’m glad to hear that.” Only when the flowers were mentioned did the smile increase to become a more obvious, less hidden form; an acknowledgement of the flowers her eyes drifted to seconds later. “It would appear so. Quite good taste in flowers on top of that. I made sure to assure their longevity. Can’t have such a beautiful arrangement go to waste now, can I?” A chuckle as she recalled the small, tiny blueberry that had once been next to the floral gift. Finally she dared to tear her eyes away from what her so called admirer had sent over.

“It was quite the surprise but certainly one that I welcome. Brightens the room, don’t you think?” The witch moved away from the desk, standing in the room yet somehow still managing to look like her every move was made with a purpose; an understanding that nothing should ever be wasted. “I was about to sort through some of the papers the auror office dropped of.” A pause. “But I could see myself taking a break and returning to it later if there is something you wish to talk about.” At the very least she could use a break. Hours upon hours of work could only last so long and this was long after hours either way.

x

There was nothing in particular he wised to talk to her about, he simply wanted to be in her company once more. Rod had found himself dwelling on the time he’d spent with her at the harvest festival. How she’d made him feel, how she lightened what would have been a dreary time and turned it into a fond memory. There was a part of him that hated himself for not have realizing it before, how charming the woman was, but he was grateful for it now. “I just came by to see how you were doing”, he admitted. “I know our time was cut short at the festival.” He just wanted to be around her.

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alessandra-zabini​:

~

Alessandra had popped into Borgin and Burkes to pick something up for her father, but she glanced up when she heard a familiar voice. “Clearly they aren’t keeping things up to their usual standards,” Alessandra said, a look of distaste on her face. “Perhaps their elves have gone on strike.” 

x

Strike. It was a preposterous idea. If any of his elves had gone on strike he would have done away with the insolent little creatures and gotten a new one as soon as possible. But not everyone was as sensible as he was, many were weak with soft hearts. Noticing some dust land on the front of his jacket the man brushed it away. “They should hire new ones then”, he spoke with a clear irritation to his voice. “Honestly. Where is the help around here!?”

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caelestiasolis​:

~

𝐇𝐞𝐫 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐠𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝐲𝐞𝐭 𝐟𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐢𝐦 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐬. Celeste meant business, was focused as work as much as she ever could have been. Too many whispers claiming that her uncle was the only reason this job was hers. Not entirely wrong but that didn’t mean she wasn’t going to live up to it. Yet all of that paled the very moment his voice registered to her ears. As though the hard shell had been removed, her eyes shot up in surprise. No longer was there a look of annoyance at being interrupted. Interruptions were certainly her least favorite but in some cases necessary. In this case, perhaps even wanted.

The witch moved around her desk, hand moving across the desks surface and past the flowers still granting her place of work much needed metaphorical sunlight. “Rodolph-” She stopped. ”Rod, please. My office is always open to you.” There it was, that smile the young woman didn’t even notice had pushed onto her face. “I assumed it was yet another goon trying to keep me from working. Only important things should distract from work when a job is to be done. And most of the ones that flock into this office hardly classify as that.” But he did, didn’t he? Important. Celeste pointed towards a small corner in her office meant for the more casual type of conversations. That, or some rest. Whichever was needed more. “Stay, have a seat. I take it you’ve been well?”

x

He was relieved to be welcomed in, though there was still a bit a guilt considering the fact she genuinely seemed busy. Still, Rod found himself wandering further into her office in an attempt to not go home just yet. No doubt his wife would be there, and she was exactly the thing he wanted to avoid at the moment. He made his way over to the chairs Celeste had motioned to, the smile slowly returning to his face. “I have been, very well, thank you”, the dark man assured her before giving a nod to the flowers that were still on her desk. “I take it you’ve got some sort of admirer.”

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caelestiasolis​:

where;; Ministry of Magic what;; Office hours… or not? who;; open to all

𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐭𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐩 𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐞𝐝, 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬 𝐮𝐩𝐨𝐧 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤 𝐛𝐞𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐲𝐞𝐭 𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐥𝐚𝐲 𝐚𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝. Celeste very much loved her job but that didn’t protect her from the occasional need to breathe. The harvest festival had given her that and yet the return had been all too necessary. With heavy steps she walked, stacks of paper in hand as she stepped into her office to drop off said papers. The presence in the room was barely noted until it became all too obvious to ignore. Yet, there was no rush in any of her movements. Instead the witch allowed herself time to organize what she considered to be a mess on her desk. Stalling would certainly not work forever.

Celeste’s eyes drifted away from the papers on her desk toward the person in front of her. “And just what can I help you with?” The witch didn’t bother with the formalities. Usually people came with an appointment yet she didn’t recall having one. Or had she perhaps managed to forget about a meeting scheduled long before? “Speak your mind. If there is nothing you’d like to discuss, please, I have things to do.” Her hand gestured toward the door that they had come through moments before. Of course, if there was something important, she was going to listen; if she had to.

x

There was a grin on his face as he watched the woman scurry about her office. A strange feeling began to well up inside of his chest, one he’d not really felt before. In fact it concerned him a little, especially when the feeling grew once he saw his gift of flowers on her desk. His lopsided grin had become a full on smile, but only until Celeste spoke. There was something that was so different about her from the festival. She seemed unhappy, despite his gift. “I came to say hello”, he said pushing off from the door frame he’d been leaned up against. “However, this doesn’t seem like it is a good time.”

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andrmedatonks​:

~

It was funny, hearing Rodolphus call her a coward. Of course he couldn’t understand why she had made the choice that she had made, to leave them all behind. She was fairly certain that, despite his confession of ‘loving’ her, he didn’t actually love anyone but himself. If he actually loved her then he would be glad that she was happy. Instead he had dragged her here to insult her and her husband. “You can call me a coward all you want, but I was brave enough to walk away from all of this bullshit. From the hatred that you and my family spew out about people like my husband. Good people that don’t deserve to have a target on their back because they had the misfortune to be born into muggle families. Why are my dreams silly? Why do they not matter? If I had married you I would have been miserable. I didn’t want that life. Why does that make me a coward? Why am I a monster for ‘ruining’ your life but you wouldn’t be a monster for ruining mine? Why should I have had to grin and bear it and be wildly unhappy? To save face? Well fuck that. I would gladly be someone’s cautionary tale then live a life that I didn’t want. I think you are all just jealous that I am happy while you are all stuck in your miserable circle of hell.” 

x

Normally she would have been right. It was natural for Rodolphus to be self absorbed and not think of others. However, when someone’s fate was so intertwined with his he couldn’t help but think of his wife’s unhappiness. “And what about your sister’s? Huh”, he asked raising his brow, a scowl ever present on his normally smug face. “Bellatrix?” The man let out a huff before drawing even closer to Andromeda, now only inches away from her. “Ever care to think about the miserable circle of hell you forced upon her? But of course not. You only ever think of yourself.”

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luciusgilberte​:

♔

“You do not want to know the convincing that took,” Lucius chuckled and shook his head. “Barely get to hold the kid despite him being mine.” It was a little bit of an exaggeration but he had grown all too used to family wanting to hold onto Draco when outside the manor. Not that it was all that surprising given how cautious he and Cissa were before Draco was walking. “I skipped over that one. Most of the festivities involve things I would not have given a second glance at if it weren’t for Cissa.”

x

It was amusing to him how wrapped around Narcissa’s finger Lucius seemed. Though Rod couldn’t deny that he would have equally been wrapped around Andromeda’s if the two had made it down the isle. There was a part of him that envied his brother in law. Despite his vocal attitude towards duty and marriage being about more then love, he wished that he could have found love for his own. But the two were just woefully unsuited for each other. Each having needs the other could not fulfill. Letting some smoke escape him as he puffed away on is pipe, the man nodded. “I thought that it would be dreadfully dull, though I managed to enjoy some things.” He conveniently left out exactly what and who. 

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noiretranger​:

.

Bella was genuinely surprised to find her husband calling out to her, a smile on his face as he approached. Not because he was smiling, no, that was standard for him in public, or the slight stagger to his step—that too wasn’t so unusual when he was being forced into something unpleasant that he had to keep smiling through. No, the surprise that raised her eyebrows and made the bat painted on her cheek dance was for how he was here at all. Sincerity wasn’t one of Rod’s strong points.

“I am,” she said, a bit wary, ready for that enjoyment to be ruined with his reappearance. “And you? Have you been enjoying yourself?” She reached out, fingers curling around his wrist tightly in a slight warning. He seemed…off. More than just the few drinks he’d had would have accounted for, and it was putting her on edge.

x

Rod noted Bella’s fingers curling around his wrist, he wished that she would have mad more of an effort to keep up the façade by taking his hand even if it was simply to squeeze it tightly. But he didn’t fight it for once, not only because they were in public, but as to not upset her. “I am”, he answered, his smile more genuine and soft. He had ended up enjoying himself, aside from his run in with his former betrothed, he’d surprisingly found the festival pleasant. Looking back at Bella he’d noticed the painted mark on her cheek. Reaching out the man took his wife’s chin in his hand to get a better look at the painting. “I take it you had fun with Draco.”

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noiretranger​:

-

The sole self-pity that Bellatrix was wallowing in was that Draco had been reclaimed by his parents and thus she was deprived of much superior company than Rodolphus’s. Everything else she might pity herself over was simply a fact of her life as the eldest Pureblood daughter of an ancient house, and she was so long resigned to the necessity of duty over personal happiness in that as to be immune to pity. Leaning forward, she grinned at him. “Go find someone more susceptible to your bullshit, Rodolphus,” she said in saccharine tone. “If, for once in your life, you’re sincere, maybe I’ll see you at face painting. Else I’ll see you at home.”

Because she could never escape him for long.

x

He’d left Bellatrix still uncertain if he would meet up with her at the face painting station. However, after running into Andromeda and loosing his inhibitions with a few drinks the man though it would probably be best to make another appearance with his “family”. After all, the conversation with his ex fiancé had made him a bit more appreciative of his wife. Even if just slightly. It took Rod a little longer then it would have normally to locate the face painting station, the drinks he had with Celeste slowing his canter, but alas he spotted a mess of black curls he could recognize anywhere unfortunately. “Bella, darling”, he spoke almost as if their last interaction hadn’t even occurred. “Enjoying yourself I hope.”

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caelestiasolis​:

~

𝐖𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐬, 𝐂𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐠𝐢𝐠𝐠𝐥𝐞 𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐩𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫. If they truly had been given gigglewater, then this was something she wasn’t going to stand by idly about and do nothing. Yet giggling was the one thing she was capable of as she set the drink down. “Why on earth would someone do that?” Certainly whoever had caused this must have had a reason. Or it was simply a prank.

Celeste glanced at the man in front of her. “I don’t think I’ve ever heard you laugh quite as freely.” More laughter. “Then again, it can’t be helped.” There was joy glimmering in the depth of her eyes. 

x

There was quite a bit of truth to what she’d said. He wasn’t even sure of a time he’d been able to let loose and laugh freely. Granted he wasn’t 100% sure it was simply the gigglewater. Celeste had taken what was a dismal day and turned it into one that he was quite enjoying. Taking another drink of is mug, another giggle, yes giggle, burst through his lips as soon as the cider hit his belly. “It is rather humorous, you have to admit”, he said his words turning into a chuckle.

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andrmedatonks​:

~

Andromeda refused to back down from him, despite the fear beginning to build. She was stuck between wanting to rush away from him, but to also defend her husband. She froze when he got closer to her and said he loved her again. She had never seen him so angry, but it made her love her husband that much more, Ted was everything that Rodolphus could never be. Rodolphus thought that he was better because he was a Pureblood, but one day these people would realize that that wasn’t the case. “Ted is ten times the man that you are. You loved me, fine, I’m not sorry for what I did. You think that I’m tainted because I fell in love with a man that you think is lesser then you. Everything that you are saying is just more proof that I made the right choice. You never saw me for who I actually am. You never saw that I wanted more from my life then just looking pretty and attending to your every whim. I married a man where I am his equal. A man that I love and have loved since I was sixteen. Nobody has ever asked what I wanted. The only person in my life that ever asked me what I wanted was Ted. He was the only person who ever saw me as more then a pawn to be married off to you. So I ran away to the man that loved me and away from the man that would have looked past my indiscretions.”

x

“Such a stupid and foolish woman”, he scolded her. Pulling another deep breath in through his nose the man huffed. Perhaps it was him that should be more grateful to Bella. After all, he could have ended up married to a witch who’d ruined a perfectly good bloodline. One who’d been willing to turn her back on everyone who loved her and follow a muggle over to a life of squalor. For what? Because he was the first boy she bedded? The more Andromeda spoke, the more and more the allure she’d had over him all these years began to fade. “So you turned your back on your family? On everyone you knew, on your sisters? You’re a coward. A coward with no sense of duty. There are things bigger then your silly little dreams, Andromeda. And because you chose to chase them, with no thought of anyone else, you’ve ruined lives.”

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amissafide​:

~

𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐢𝐧 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝, 𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫, 𝐄𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐛𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐨𝐫 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐚 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐝𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐲. A welcome of a kind she hadn’t experienced yet as she let out a cough, waving the book in front of her face to clear some of the signs of much needed cleaning from in front of her. “Maybe no house elves but at the very least a duster of some kind.

With large steps she moved to the side, only then allowing herself to glance at whomever she had bumped into. Another face that wasn’t all too much of a stranger yet no one she’d seen in her day to day life. Emmeline let out a sigh. “Any sign of the owner?”

x

His intention hadn’t been to choke the poor woman with dust. Rod began disperseing the dust cloud with his hand, muttering an apology to the woman before turning his attention to brushing off the dust that had now fallen onto his suit. “None”, he’d admitted to her. “One would think it unwise to leave patrons alone in a shop for too long.”

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scamandersbird​:

*

Wren looked at the man, blowing on the artifact as if his mere breath would remove anything he didn’t like from it and the things around it. “Why are you asking me,” she retorted. “Aren’t the shop owners something like friends of yours? Besides, maybe the house elves heard you coming and had the common sense to run. There’s no way they aren’t twice as clever as most wix.”

x

“Clever”, Rodolphus was baffled by the Witch’s statement. He'd heard about rabble rousers that companied for house elves’ rights, but had yet to run into one face to face. Surely she was one of them. “They’re repugnant and smelly creatures, clearly inferior to wizards.”

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Regulus: Sirius, I’m cold

Sirius: wait here, I’ll grab you a coat

Rabastan: I’m cold too, rod

Rodolphus: then go light yourself on fire, you fucking idiot. I told you to bring a jacket when we left, but you just couldn’t listen, could you?

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caelestiasolis​:

~

𝐈𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐩 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐬, 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐟𝐚𝐬𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐞𝐭 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐮𝐧𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐨𝐛𝐣𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐫. Like a child with eyes sparkling at the sight of something new, carefully she took that very first sip. It wasn’t at all what she’d expected; not at all unpleasant. A mixture of spices and fruity flavors of all kinds mixed into one beverage - almost seeming more like magic than magic itself. “It certainly tastes nice.” For a moment Celeste allowed herself to savor the taste, to enjoy the scent filling the air around them.

With that, her attention moved over onto the small glass of firewhiskey. Of course, that was something she found herself more familiar with. When it came down to it, her choice would have always been wine but she did not oppose the taste or the idea of it. Who knew, perhaps she would end up liking the mix much more than firewhiskey itself. It was with careful movements that the witch poured the other liquid into the much happier looking cider, watched as it dribbled and mixed and made sure not to spill a drop. “Cheers, I suppose.” It was said with a distraction on her mind. For just this tiny moment her attention wasn’t on the man opposite of her but rather the mixture in front of her. With a brave face she took that sip, shuddering a little before a less than controlled giggle escaped her lips. It was barely a second later that she clasped her hand over her mouth, a little embarrassed at having allowed such an outburst. “It… tastes nice. Apologies.” The smile had returned. This was an experiment gone right. Composure regained.

x

It was peculiar Celeste’s laugh, though rather darling. Still, Rod cocked his brow while raising his mug to take a large drink. You’re quite alright. I’m glad you like it though, was what he meant to say. But instead of words there was a loud giggle that escaped him when he opened his mouth. It startled himself. With quite the look of shock on his face he looked down to his mug then back to his co-worker. “I-”, he began but the works fell short. “I believe we’ve been duped into drinking some giggle water”, he confessed with a chuckle.

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caelestiasolis​:

~

𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐝𝐦𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐝, 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐦𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞. Celeste couldn’t quite tell if the wish came from her inner need to appear proper as she had been raised or simply the enjoyment she was getting out of his company. Either way, this seemed like another small adventure. Cider seemed so normal to him but to the witch right then and there it seemed like most mysterious beverage ever presented.

“Firewhiskey? I’ll trust you on that one. As I said, I haven’t the slightest idea what goes with cider. Or what is appropriate with it for that matter.” When her eyes fell on him that time there was nothing but a happy and relaxed smile on her lips. Somehow around him she didn’t feel the need to be quite as perfect. “So, cider first, then the whiskey?”

x

It was amazing to him, her fascination on cider. There was almost a childlike curiosity in her that was endearing. Celeste had mentioned once more that she was trusting him, something that he rather enjoyed. Something his wife never seemed to do. Rod gave her a smile back, looking back into her eyes from across the table. This time it was no where near as long however, due to the clank of glasses being set on the table. He gave the woman a thankful nod before turning his attention back to the dark haired beauty at his table. “The whiskey is completely optional”, he said before pouring his into his own mug of cider. “But if you’d like it, just pour it in the glass. Only after you’ve taken your first sip of just the cider.” He watched her carefully, waiting for her reaction.

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andrmedatonks​:

~

Andy narrowed her eyes. She pushed down the fear as Rodolphus lost his composure, and she glanced towards the exit of the alleyway. “How dare I choose a man that loves me? A wizard that loves me? Fuck you, Rodolphus,” Andromeda spat, glaring at him. “Hate me all you want, but keep my husband and my daughter out of it. Ted’s only mistake was falling in love with me, don’t you dare talk about him.” 

x

“He’s a filthy muggle”, his voice raised even more then before. At this point his hands were shaking with anger. All they wanted to do was wrap around that muggles neck, take him from her like she’d been taken from him. With a huff from his nose, Rod stomped closer to Andromeda, his finger pointing to her. “I loved you. I-”, he trailed off looking at her in the eyes. There was still a fire inside of him, one that rolled inside him threatening to boil over but her eyes quelled his temper. If only just slightly. Remembering himself, Rod dropped his hand while he still spoke firmly. “Don’t you dare say that I loved the ideal of you, you’ve no idea what I felt for you! I loved you enough to willingly swallow your indiscretions, to take you in after he’s tainted you, to take in your bastard child, if only you would have told me! I could have made it right!”

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Douglas Booth by Bruce Weber 2013