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@qceensofkings asked:
❝ i don't like most people, but you're an exception. ❞ ((for Faustian, from Isa))
"I would hope so." Faustian said looking up from his work, his quill still in his hand as he looked at her with amusement. "You are my wife and we have a daughter together."
@qceensofkings
Faustian was in a bad mood. The wedding was only a week away and new rebellion had started to make themselves known. Instead of spending time with his future wife. He barely saw her having been working, sending out squads of death eaters to kill and kidnap some of the rebels for questioning.
He had just finished of a questioning that lead nowhere. In a hand a cloth as he wiped away some blood from off his face.
He walked back to his office, his face full of anger as he slammed the door behind him. His eye soon landing on the beauty that sat in his chair. "Don't you have wedding arrangement to attend to."
@qceensofkings
Their father had failed and the loyal followers were sent to azkaban. The twins had managed to escape a sentance as they had no evidence that they ever played a part in the war.
And now in the shadows of the old Selwyn Manor, they were rebuilding, growing stronger and keeping their fathers legacy alive. Of course, most of the death eaters were locked away and that caused Faustian to be in a constant bad mood while he tried to figure out a plan to get them out.
"He's too busy brooding." Hestia spoke as she came behind Izzy and placed her well manicured hand on her shoulder as she stared at her brother who glared up at her as she spoke. "You wont get an answer out of him, so lets just leave before he decides to cucio you."
[ kiss ] for your muse to come up to mine and kiss them without warning (your choice)
Faustian was busy working in his office, looking over the finances when he heard the door open. He didn't look up, knowing it could be one of two people.
By the time he looked up, the man's lips were on his and he raised an eyebrow. He pushed away before pulling the boy into his lap. "I do believe I told you not to disturb me while I'm working."
@doggedfather
The Selwyn Manor didn't normally have prisoners in the dungeon. However, the dark lord thought it was best for this one to be here. The Manor it's self had plenty of protection wards over it and plenty of dark magic that buzz around the wards. It would kill anyone by the time they reached the edge of the property.
It had been a measly 6 months since the prisoner arrived. Faustian hated the fact he now had to keep an eye on a prisoner but his father was adamant that he could not escape.
However the good thing about having a prisoner was that he could take his anger out on him and he had a lot of anger.
His wand was clenched in his hand as he stomped down to the dungeon and to the cell that held the older man. "It's play time Black, get up."
“Can I use your lap as a pillow?” - to any muse, from Charlotte
"There is a whole other couch over there, why do you need my lap?" Faustian simply questioned, not looking up from his book on the Dark Arts as he turned the page.
@thelovexfamother
Faustian really didnt know how he had gotten himself in this mess. Even though he was The Dark Lords son, she managed to hate him and maybe that was what peaked his interest in her in the first place. She wasnt like all the others and then one day it just happened an abundance of lust and the affair begun.
It was half way through their seventh year. He was Head Boy which allowed him to have his own room, his own wing. Meaning she stayed more nights then previously.
"Why are you even with Malfoy." He question as he laid back in bed, his arm wrapped around her as fingers trailed up and down her arm. "He doesnt seem your type."
@tmvoldemort
The twins had been summon. They walked down the stairs with a matter of importance. They were royalty in the eyes of the followers and they basked in that glory.
Faustian was a head of his sister as they entered the room where their father stood. Death Eaters moving out of the way as they came through.
The twins stop infront of the Dark Lord and knelt down in front of him. They were very loyal to their father. They had the utmost respect for him.
"You wanted to see us father?" The twins spoke in unison.
