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[editor-in-strange]

Family First

Rabastan Lestrange was rotting in a cell on heresay and Rodolphus refused to stand for it anymore. He’d been patient for a time, trusting that the truth- or their ministry allies- would come through. Instead there was nothing, and he wasn’t subtle about his motivations for inviting Valentina to his London flat in the coming days. He’d done his part as her friend to care for her after her time in Azkaban; it was time for her to tell him the truth about Rabastan’s circumstances. Rodolphus would not allow his brother to fall to Dementors- Rabastan wouldn’t survive, and then all of Rodolphus’ efforts would be for naught. 

“Why hasn’t he been released yet?” he snapped, sparing little time for pleasantries. He’d already had a drink or two, and the third sat in his hand, a crystal glass of amber liquid that burned and fueled his anger.

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[mirekhausted]

✉

1. Don’t die on me tomorrow.

2. is Dumbuldore getting hot or have I just been single too long. please respond

3. Good luck with your auror things.

4. I heard u @ st.mungo’s, is lunch canceled? 

5. I know it’s late but do you have any mugshot tips? just in case you ever arrest me

✉ K.

[nottsofiya]

HAVE YOU EVER STOLEN ANYTHING?

IT’S NOT REALLY STEALING IF YOU’RE GOING TO GIVE IT BACK EVENTUALLY AND STEALING FROM YOUR SISTER DOESN’T COUNT. AND IF YOU PULL THE HALF SISTER CARD I’M NOT GIVING IT BACK EVER. AND YOU BARELY WORE IT ANYWAYS! PLEASE DON’T DISOWN ME 

[mxdnight-marauder]

First, Death Eaters invade his wedding. Now, as he was just recovery from the events of the reception, Diagon Alley is once again in peril. Creatures running amok, children and parents terrified, it was an entire mess. What would be next? James thought to himself as he headed down there to assess the situation. Where was the Ministry? What were they doing to resolve this? Those questions would all remain unanswered, he quickly realized as he saw one of the creatures dive bombing a woman walking toward him.

“Look out!” he shouted, pulling his wand out and deflecting the pesky creature, ridding of it long enough to inform the woman of what was after her. “Are you alright? You aren’t wearing any flowery perfume, are you?” 

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[editor-in-strange-archived]

Spa Day

Rodolphus had had enough. Between the recent wedding madness, and the general dealings with his wife and brother, and the stress of swallowing his pride to reconnect with Zahi, he needed another break. So, having politely asked his chaotic family not to burn down the manor while he was gone, he apparated to one of his favorite establishments in London, made exclusively for those who needed a relaxing escape from their everyday lives. 

“I’m glad you accepted my invitation,” he grinned, approaching Valentina. The auror was composed as always; there was a reason that, after a few days to calm down, Rodolphus had chosen not to hold her brother’s actions against her. Especially since she hadn’t been at the Potter wedding, where Rodolphus witnessed firsthand how difficult it was to keep his compatriots from getting overenthusiastic and out of line. “Recent events have made me.... unfortunately aware of how trying some of our company can be.”

He grimaced at the memory of fire, and Bellatrix blowing holes in every wall she could see. Of Miriam Clearwater hiding in a bathroom and Malcolm Greengrass trying to dump a body and Nigel Twycross vanishing completely half way through. 

“So I decided we both deserve a spa day, of sorts. Perhaps we’ll be less likely to die young of stress, this way.”

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[staygoldengilderoy]

bad news bears

Gilderoy didn’t actually mind the hospital all that much. Some else in all the cooking, several of the Healers found him attractive, and he got to spend more time with Regulus. Sure, he didn’t really like the pinched and guilty look on his boyfriend’s face these days as though he’d been the one to run something salacious in the most popular newspaper; but Regulus had taken to make up for that by aggressively cuddling him. Gilderoy was rather a slut for a good cuddle session.

Only, Regulus was late. He’d left the other day to pick some things up from Gil’s flat and go spend time with the cats and then just... never showed back up. Highly unlike him. Gilderoy was starting to get a little bit worried.

Then there was a knock at his door, and his savior from the Ministry stepped inside. Gilderoy brightened as he straightened up in the bed.

“Miss Nott! To what do I owe the pleasure?”

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[the-last-moody]

slurred words

“I trust her.” 

[themalcolmgreengrass]

♛

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