Let Me Show You What A Real Pureblood Is.

Walden Macnair, 18 year old heir to a pure-blooded family.

[rabbylestrange]

He didn’t believe him of course. He wasn’t perfect. He didn’t know what Walden thought so. Maybe he had him confused with someone else. He moaned quietly into the kiss, as Walden’s fingers set his skin on fire. He pulled back a little opening his eyes and trying to focus. “I think I’m going to fall over. Can we sit down?” He asked, feeling wobbly on his feet. 

[vicious-macnair]

Walden pulled away, and immediately began leading Rabastan to his dorm, keeping him steady and supporting him through the hall. "You can spend the night here if you want. I've always got enough blankets." He said lightly.

[rabbylestrange]

He pressed his body against Walden’s, clinging to his shirt, mainly because he thought he might fall over if he didn’t. “Yes. I like you as a person, and a friend, and I’m attracted to you. It’s very confusing in my head.” He admitted, voice quiet as his lips brushed Walden’s and his hands ran over his chest. “Do you like me?”

[vicious-macnair]

Walden hummed contentedly, "Of course I do. You're perfect." He said quietly, enjoying the measure of claim he had over him. Rabastan was his, and moments like this only made it more real. "You're absolutely perfect.." is fingers ran over the side of Rabastan's neck and he crushed their lips together again, fingers slipping under his shirt.

[rabbylestrange]

You’re so attractive and I hate you for it.

[vicious-macnair]

Walden wrapped his arms around Rabastan's waist, pulling him closer until he could feel the body heat, warm and tempting between them. "Do you like me?" He pulled away just enough to ask, lips still brushing Rabastan's as he spoke, while his hands began sinking lower.

[rabbylestrange]

Okay.

[vicious-macnair]

That's what I like to hear..

[rololphuslestrange]

We need to talk.

[rololphuslestrange]

I don’t have the list on me, but whenever I do, I’ll let you know. I’m glad you’re here, to help with this Macnair.

[vicious-macnair]

Sure you are. I've killed before so this will be simple enough, I'm sure you'll agree.. Can you imagine their faces when they get the letter that their family is dead?

[rololphuslestrange]

We need to talk.

[rololphuslestrange]

Precisely. Of course you know not to mention it to anyone however. Not many have knowledge of this.

[vicious-macnair]

Of course I won't. Who's all in?

[rabbylestrange]

I didn’t mean to make you sad. I’m sorry. How do I make you happy again?

[vicious-macnair]

I want you to be happy. Even if it's just because you're drunk. Be happy. [He wrapped his arms around Rabastan]

[rabbylestrange]

I don’t know why you care about me so much Walden. I’ve tried to kill myself before you know. I’ve been thinking about it a lot recently. 

[vicious-macnair]

I think you're squishy, and enjoyable. I like your company. I like you as a person, little Lestrange.

[rololphuslestrange]

We need to talk.

[rololphuslestrange]

I haven’t decided who we’ll take care of first. There’s one thing that everyone on this list has in common however, they all seem to be family members of students. 

[vicious-macnair]

Perfect.I expect we'll take care of it over holidays, when we can actually leave school grounds easily?

[rabbylestrange]

I don’t. I just wondered how far you’d go. Would you? If I really wanted you too?

[vicious-macnair]

I'd consider it if you were really sure. But I think I might.. Miss you.

[rololphuslestrange]

We need to talk.

[rololphuslestrange]

Assist me and a few select others to dispose of a few filthy little scabs. 

[vicious-macnair]

That's kids stuff. Easy as pie. Who am I taking care of?

[rololphuslestrange]

We need to talk.

[rololphuslestrange]

Oh I know you won’t tell my secrets, that isn’t what I’m worried of. I have this- assignment to do over the summer. Straight from the Dark Lord himself. You could be valuable in it, but I need to know you won’t a liability. You won’t get carried away in a frenzy and blow it.

[vicious-macnair]

I know how to stop Rodolphus, I won't go into a frenzy and blow the entire mission. What would you have me do?

[rabbylestrange]

Yours? I don’t think I remember consenting to that. What if I asked you to kill me. Would you do that?

[vicious-macnair]

You're my friend, I care about you, and that makes you mine. It's part of the deal. And it also means I'll do anything for you- wait, why do you want me to kill you? I don't like that idea. 

[rololphuslestrange]

We need to talk.

[rololphuslestrange]

Fair enough, Macnair.

I need to know how well you can cover your tracks, before I ask confide in you with this. I must be sure you won’t be a threat to it. 

[vicious-macnair]

I can cover my tracks if i want to cover them, I won't tell anyone your secrets.

[rabbylestrange]

[He closed his eyes up and grinned as Walden ran his hands through his hair.] I don’t want swoopy hair. Why do you try so hard to make me happy Walden?

[vicious-macnair]

What kind of hair do you want? [He arranged the strands, trying to make Rabastan's hair tidier] Because you're mine.  And that means my responsibility to take care of. Obviously.

[rabbylestrange]

Not a lot… maybe quite a lot. I don’t know. How do you get your hair so swoopy?

[vicious-macnair]

I style it. Do you want me to make yours swoopy, too?[He ran his fingers over Rabastan's hair, enjoying the softness.]

[rololphuslestrange]

We need to talk.

[rololphuslestrange]

I’ll call you by your name when you call me by mine. 

Try and be a good boy, we can’t have you getting shipped off this close to break. I may need your assistance with something. 

[vicious-macnair]

No can do, cantaloupe. Sure, sure. I'll start erasing their memories. What do you need me to do? Is someone giving you problems?