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rabastan lestrange my brother could kill you

[tinyrab]

littlestmacnair:

Walden shrugged. “It’s not like I’ve got much choice. Apparently I can’t be trusted without a babysitter, and spending time with you is slightly better than staring at a wall for hours on end.”

Rabastan started to giggle, but covered his mouth with his hand, not sure if laughter was appropriate. Sometimes, laughing got him in trouble. “Have you ever really done that?”

[tinyrab]

“You know, for someone who spends the better part of the year trying to get rid of me you do spend a lot of time at my house during the summers. Not that I’m complaining. I’ll take what I’m given. Just appreciating the irony.”

[tinyrab]

rodolphusxander:

Rodolphus scoffed at his little brother, downing the last of his drink in one smooth motion. “You see that’s where you’re wrong. As long as I actually go through with the bloody wedding, I’ll be alive and well. Perfect bloody pureblood son, miserable like my father before me.”

Rab nodded, choosing to drop that topic of conversation, and turned his head to look at the robes. “Well, those are far from the worst thing about this ordeal,” he said, gesturing with an exaggerated hand motion that seemed strange coming from a thirteen year old boy. “They look fairly okay. Nice, really. Could be... blacker. Simpler. But oh well.” 

[rodolphusxander]

Rodolphus sat slumped in the oversized emerald chair of his room, his eyes fixated on the newly fitting dress robes hanging from the closet door. The silver buttons mocking him as the light hit them just right. It was happening, the robes simply a reminder that life as he knew it was going to be different. The rest of his life was going to be different. He didn’t spare a glance as he heard the door creak open. 

“I’m tempted to burn them.”

[tinyrab]

Rab was only slightly thrown by the abrupt and violent comment, and more by the fact that Rodolphus was addressing him than the content of the words. He looked at his brother, eyebrow raised. “Are you tempted to die? Because you’d definitely die if you did that. And I don’t want to attend another family event centered around you this year, which… you dying would pretty much entirely mess up.”