* 𝖘𝖎𝖓𝖋𝖚𝖑 to the 𝓫𝓸𝓷𝓮 .

             “ i feel it humming deep inside the walls ; the dark vibrations whispered acts unspeakable, horrible, reachable, audible. i'm pressured to awaken my own sight to generations ancient ones malevolent, reckoning, pestilent, beckoning. ”

╰  (   alperen duymaz, cismale. he/him.  ) welcome back to hogwarts rodolphus lestrange ! you’re a seventh year from slytherin, right ? i’ve got your school file right here. it says you’re a twenty-two year old pureblood, is that correct ? this file even has a personality entry, saying you’re methodical & meticulous as well as phlegmatic & calculating. is that why you’ve chosen to join the death eaters ? would you look at that ! it says here other students also describe you as : objects of metalwork and jewellery in their regalia, the first bite of the winter cold that sends chills down to the bone, observing the darkness of the night engulfing the remains of daylight, a shadow casted on ripples of water under a pale moon, hands plucking at an expanse of tattered wings. how interesting. oh well, see you in class !

CLOSED / @darkdealt​

Sybill would like to think that one corner in the Astronomy Tower is theirs. It’s silly of her to even indulge the idea of romanticizing that sacred space but in the moments when she’s alone, she lets herself. It settles something warm in her chest and it’s hers and hers alone. It’s something that nothing else can touch; not her parents, not their expectations, and not the unending responsibility of holding it together for them. Rodolphus holds privy to the parts of her that she can’t ever show anyone else and it feels nice – freeing, even. 

Conjuring up a blanket, Sybill sits by the edge and lets her feet dangle against the cool breeze. “I hope you brought something warm to drink,” she says into the wind upon hearing the soft pitter-patter of someone else approaching. “Because I only made this blanket for me.” 

 it  was  the  first  night  of  the  new  school  year  finding  his  way  to  the  tower  for  his  clandestine  encounter  .  it  was  rodolphus’  favorite  place  ,  he  did  after  all  have  an  affinity  for  astronomy  ,  but  there  was  another  reason  for  liking  that  area  high  up  in  the  air  .  mostly  because  he  also  felt  like  he  was  high  up  in  the  air  with  the  stars  and  the  moon  and  the  other  celestial  bodies  .  as  cliche  as  it  was  ,  he  felt  celestial  being  with  her  .  and  he  was  certain  that  what  he  felt  was  the  only  raw  and  pure  emotion  he’s  ever  felt  in  the  entirety  of  his  life  .  it  was  the  only  thing  that  his  father  couldn’t  control  .  and  as  such  ,  it  was  the  reason  he  had  to  keep  it  hidden  ,  tucked  away  at  the  most  inner  and  safest  parts  of  his  heart  .

“  mm  yeah  it’s  a  huge  thermos  i  just  have  to  conjure  it  up  .  it’ll  definitely  keep  me  and  only  me  warm  ,  ”  he  jested  with  a  playful  smirk  in  tow  as  he  settled  next  to  her  ,  draping  the  other  half  of  the  blanket  he  had  around  himself  over  her  frame  .

Of all the people to have run into. Sirius mentally kicked themself for not paying better attention, stifling a brief flash of panic as they focused on Rodolphus. He’d hoped there’d have been more time before facing those he had so avidly wanted to avoid. But, alas, it appeared that luck was not on his side tonight. Sirius shifted, empty cup momentarily forgotten about, eyes narrowing as the other spoke. Harsh words, but it was nothing Sirius couldn’t handle. He’d heard worse before. “I’m sure my family-” the word was spoken with disdain, “Will get on just fine without me.” There was a roll of their eyes, and arms came up to cross over his chest. “Besides, I really don’t think it’s any of your business, Lestrange. So why don’t you shut your mouth and leave me alone, yeah? Make my night, and go away.”

 the  more  the  other  spoke  ,  the  more  his  frustration  grew  .  rodolphus  wasn’t  about  to  show  it  though  ;  he  was  very  good  at  cloaking  his  true  emotions  when  he  wanted  or  felt  the  need  to  .  in  this  case  ,  all  he  wanted  was  to  remind  sirius  just  how  lowly  they’ve  gone  and  that  if  anything  he  had  the  upper hand  .  “  spoken  like  a  true  disgrace  .  ”  he  began  to  slow  clap  mockingly  whilst  smiling  scornfully  ,  his  gaze  nothing  but  icy  and  piercing  .  “  but  really  ,  we  can’t  expect  anything  above  that  from  you  ,  even  if  you  were  given  a  second  chance  .  the  bar  wasn’t  even  that  high  to  begin  with  ,  all  you  simply  had  to  do  was  support  your  family  and  yet  you  threw  all  that  away  .  ”

Despite the small moments of awkwardness after they’d slept together, her friendship with Rodolphus had always been pretty great. She had a habit of getting along well with more masculine people, and Rodolphus was really one of her best friends. “Yes. Shame that my best friend didn’t think to come find me.” She mused, nudging him before she laughed. She was only half teasing. She could never really be mada t him, even if she might have been a little annoyed. He just had that affect on her. Of course, she tried to not actually tell him that, knowing that he would only use it against her. “Are you surprised with all the mudbloods here?” She murmured, rolling her eyes as she then glanced at the vodka and grinned at him. “Willing? Oh aren’t I a lucky girl?”

 there  was  only  a  small  group  of  people  that  rodolphus  really  got  along  with  well  ,  the  carrow  siblings  being  two  of  them  .  aside  from  being  childhood  friends  and  their  families  being  close  ,  alecto’s  drive  and  assertiveness  was  what  caught  his  attention  from  the  start  .  “  well  i  did  try  to  look  for  amycus  if  that  counts  ,  ”  he  cooed  before  grabbing  two  cups  and  pouring  the  alcoholic  contents  in  it  .  “  well  of  course  ,  you  really  should  consider  yourself  fortunate  there  .  ”  he  handed  her  the vodka  filled  cup  .  “  mudbloods  are  the  least  of  my  concern  right  now  .  i  need  something  stronger  and  fast  before  i  set  this  place  on  fire  .  would  make  this  place  a  lot  more  interesting  then  .  ”

remus  had  joined  a  few  clubs  this  year  ,  it  seemed  like  the  right  thing  to  do  he  was  a  prefect  so  he  wanted  to  get  to  know  people  just  in  case  .  charms  club  .  lily  was  in  charm  club  ,  why  not  join  ??  but  he  underestimated  that  slytherins  would  be  in  the  club  .  he  didn’t  care  what  house  people  were  in  ,  heck  bellatrix  was  president  so  they’d  have  to  listen  to  them  .  rodolphus  lestrange  was  in  the  club  as  well  ,  remus  had  heard  of  them  -  of  course  ,  he  had  .  ❝  hey  ,  man  .  you  forgot  your  notebook  .  i  didn’t  snoop  ,  i  swear  ,  maybe  it’s  a  diary  .  ❞  remus  mumbled  ,  handing  across  the  notebook  to  rodolphus  .  

(  @darkdealt​  )

he  eyed  them  carefully  ,  slightly  narrowing  his eyes  at  the  other  ,  though  it  was  highly  unlikely  they  would  notice  .  admittedly  remus  was  among  one  of  the  very  few  people  he  tolerated  ,  even  if  he  were  friends  with  the  one  person  he  was  currently  harboring  animosity  to  .  “  oh  i  was  just  looking  for  this .  ”  he  resisted  the  urge  of  snatching  it  from  him  .  “  the  sentiment  will  not  go  unappreciated  . ”  he  was  actually  glad  it  was  remus  who  found  it  ,  because  even  if  he  did  snoop  in  his  journal  he  would  have  found  music  notes  ,  and  some  of  them  would  be  ones  they  would  be  familiar  with  .  “  where  did  you  find  it  by  the  way  ?  ”

“i didn’t forget you’re a prefect, rodolphus, i just don’t give a shit.” marlene can’t help the venom that drowns out their usual carefree demeanour and look, their eyes darkening. they scoff, incredulous at rodolphus’ words. marlene lets him speak, she lets him say what he has to say and all the while, she’s telling herself that she can’t just punch him square in the face, give him something to look at when he goes back to his dorm. “wow. you know what’s pitiful? the fact that i called you an evil cockroach and you still think it’s flattery. you must be really bored with your life.” or not loved enough as a child. truthfully, marelene doesn’t care. as far as they’re concerned, they could be the unhappiest wizard in all of britain and they still wouldn’t feel bad about anything they might say or do to him. “let me guess ━━ mum and dad didn’t give you enough attention this summer? you know, because they’re disgusting and they were out messing with people’s lives?”

as  much  as  she  annoyed  him  ,  rodolphus  was  also  very  much  entertained  by  her  squabbling  .  to  have  that  much  effect  on  someone  ,  even  if  it  were  negative  as  such  ,  filled  him  with  delight  .  it  was  very  much  likened  to  the  thrill  of  a  predator's  hunt  ,  in  this  case  craving  for  that  ripe  attention  .  how  he  lives  for  it  .  “  now  i’m  fully  convinced  that  you  really  can’t  comprehend  even  the  meager  of  concepts  .  i  was  actually  referring  to  you  taking  the  time  to  address  me  .  your  little  insult  hardly  tickled  ,  though  it’s  the  first  time  anyone  has  called  me  that  ,  i  give  you  that  .  you’re  just  gonna  have  to  try  better  next  time  though  ,  ”  he  remarked  nonchalantly  with  a  prolonged  shrug  of  his  shoulders  .  “  that’s  life  dear  marlene  ,  you’re  either  an  apex  predator  or  a  poor  helpless  small  prey  .  did  it  really  take  you  this  long  to  figure  that  one  out  ?  or  has  your  hate  clouded  your  better  judgment  ?  ”

                             there was a harshness to his words she felt on the top of her stomach, sure the dancing was bad and embarrassing at best, but hexing someone so freely was one of the many things she did not agree with her fellow pure blooded. however she nodded regardless for those were words she could share with anyone, not if she wanted to keep her image intact and her older sister off her back. “oh don’t be so mean, we also go here, we make up for something. something better than that foolish ilvermorny, starting with the fact that we are not in the ridiculous country of america and the land of endless online challenges those silly muggles come up with on the daily.” yes she was spending far too much time browsing, she was aware of it, and now so was rodolphus. 

“  if  it  weren’t  for  us  who  knows  what  would  have  become  of  this  place  ,  ”  he  sneered  before  grabbing  more  alcohol  .  it  was  amazing  how  much  rodolphus  has  changed  since  first  year  .  not  that  he  wasn’t  bad  because  he  certainly  had  been  inculcated  since  birth  about  family  pride  —  specifically  the  purity  running  through  his  veins  .  the  former  walls  of  curiosity  he  had  outside  his  family’s  doctrines  were  utterly  demolished  by  his  father  ;  what  was  left  now  was  an  empty  husk  of  his  former  self  .  and  as  much  as  he  hates  to  admit  it  he  does  recognize  the  whole  wiz  tech  was  rekindling  that  past  curiosity  of  his  .  “  glad  that  we  can  agree  on  how  idiotic  that  country  is  with  their  pretentious  online  challenges  .  ”

me: *throws shade 24/7*

me: *blatantly hates everyone and everything*

me: *is overdramatic*

me: *is a major asshole*

where: room of requirements with: open

Summer had been eventful, to say the least, with leaving Grimmauld Place, being disowned, and moving in with the Potters. But Sirius had been looking forward to getting back to Hogwarts, to the simplicity that came with it, and to seeing their friends again. Sirius had visited the fair for all of two seconds and, having not seen anyone he cared to talk to, decided that the secret rager they’d heard about was more their scene. Making his way to the Room of Requirement, Sirius easily found the drink station and, happily, poured themself a glass of the good firewhiskey. It wasn’t until his third trip back to refill his empty cup that they accidentally bumped into someone. Sirius instinctively reached up to steady the other person, hoping he hadn’t made them spill their drink. “I wasn’t paying much attention to where I was going, sorry about that, mate! You okay?” he asked, as he stood back to see who it was he had nearly knocked over, his eyes taking only a moment to focus thanks to the alcohol.

"  watch  where  the  bloody  hell  you’re  going  !  ”  rodolphus  all  but  shoved  the  other’s  arm  away  ,  immediately  proceeding  to  dust  away  at  the  spot  they’d  touched  ,  as  though  they  had  somehow  dirtied  it  .  darkened  eyes  narrowed  in  automatic  response  then  when  he  finally  registered  who  it  was  that  ran  into  him  .  “  well  if  it  isn’t  sirius  black  ,  ”  rodolphus  spat  venomously  ,  vocalizing  the  gryffindor’s  name  with  immense  disdain  .  aside  from  the  lack  of  good  alcohol  and  a  few  other  things  ,  today  seemed  to  attract  disappointment  after  disappointment  .  “  what  an  utter  shame  really  ,  after  hearing  the  heart  rendering  news  of  what  you  did  to  your  beloved  family  i  thought  you’d  never  step  foot  back  here  .  ”  rodolphus’  eyes  seemed  to  have  grown  darker  as  he  took  a  quick  swig  of  his  alcoholic  beverage  .  “  you  were  always  set  up  for  failure  i  suppose  .  tell  me  though  ,  how  does  it  feel  being  an  embarrassment  .  are  you  satisfied  now  ?  ”

𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆: outside the room of requirement 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏: september 1st 𝒘𝒉𝒐: closed for @darkdealt​

marlene has stepped out of the rager for a moment of peace, somewhere where they can breathe air that’s not been filtered through someone else’s nose. unfortunately, it seems merlin has other plans for them and their moon instantly plummets at the sight of none other than rodolphus lestrange, on his way to the room she’d just come out of. marlene steps in his way before she speaks. “i wouldn’t go in if i were you,” marlene starts, crossing their arms over her chest in an attempt to not punch rodolphus straight in the face at the sight of him, “it’s not an appropriate place for evil cockroaches.” marlene doesn’t even care that it’s his parents that she should be blaming, not him. but since the lestranges don’t go to hogwarts, their kid is the next best thing.

“  you  have  the  unmitigated  gall  to  step  in  my  way  and  tell  me  what  to  do  .  you  seemed  to  have  forgotten  i’m  your  superior  as  prefect  ,  ”  he  chastised  though  there  was  a  glint  of  mirth  in  those  dark  eyes  of  his  .  “  i  don’t  know  whether  to  be  offended  or  flattered  ,  considering  you  did  just  go  out  of  your  way  ,  however  pitiful  it  was  ,  to  address  me  personally  .  actually  you  almost  did  flatter  me  there  not  gonna  lie  .  ”  if  it  were  anything  that  rodolphus  really  indulged  in  ,  it  was  the  relevancy  (  and  attention  )  he  held  within  the  castle  walls  .  even  if  he  had  made  more  enemies  than  allies  ,  the  serpent  took  vast  satisfaction  in  knowing  he’s  accomplished  in  slithering  under  people’s  skin  .

The raver was much more her scene. The whole student body probably knew that. She supposed the fair at the Great Hall could have been useful, she was graduating this year after all. But she didn’t actually know what she wanted to do, and so it wasn’t amazingly useful. It was also boring, even if some of those idiots dancing in the middle had been mildly entertaining. But, the raver, seemed much more entertaining. She was sure the flowing alcohol was going to ensure of that. Alecto didn’t intend on drinking that much herself, but she was sure she could influence and manipulate others too.

Spotting a familiar face, the seventh year smirked at him. “Enjoying yourself Rodolphus?”

@darkdealt​

his  quest  to  find  better  alcohol  was  going  marginally  well  when  he  found  a  decent  bottle  of  vodka  .  he  wasn’t  planning  on  sharing  —  not  much  of  a  shocker  there  really  .  but  alecto  had  spotted  him  and  it  was  probably  too  late  to  hide  the  damn  bottle  for  she  would  definitely  notice  (  his  selfishness  knew  no  bounds  even  if  it  came  to  old  friends  )  .  the  serpent  turned  towards  their  friend  ,  lips  taut  in  a  smug  smile  .  “  i  see  you  finally  discovered  this  secret  little  party  ,  ”  he  began  as  he  gandered  at  the  scene  .  “  not  much  of  a  rager  though  ,  bet  there’s  better  parties  thrown  at  convalescent  homes  .  ”  he  then  presented  his  newfound  vodka  bottle  .  “  burnett’s  vodka  lime  flavor  ,  probably  the  only  decent  drink  you’ll  find  here  ,  and  i’m  willing  to  share  .  ”

starter  :  open  ! setting  :  the  room  of  requirement  !  date  :  september  first !

      the  anonymity  in  a  room  full  of  spiked  drinks  and  drunk  teenagers  was  a  comfort  of  sorts  to  a  girl  who  didn’t  know  who  she  was  .  she  knew  she  wasn’t  happy  ,  not  an  entirely  uncommon  state  for  her  to  be  in  .  but  what  she  did  find  ,  though  ,  was  that  she  wasn’t  unhappy  ,  either  .  balancing  on  a  tightrope  of  simply  being  -  one  she’d  found  herself  floundering  on  the  center  of  often  enough  -  leaves  a  salty  taste  in  her  mouth  ,  a  taste  that  brings  her  back  to  her  four  poster  bed  at  home  on  a  sticky  summers  night  ,  wet  cheeks  and  eyes  that  are  too  dark  to  sleep  when  closed  but  too  heavy  to  keep  open  .  she’s  biting  the  inside  of  her  cheek  ,  and  she  swears  she  can  feel  that  august  heat  in  the  flesh  between  her  teeth  by  the  time  she  reaches  the  drinks  table  ,  hand  carelessly  holding  out  her  cup  coated  with  cheap  beer  foam  at  the  bottom  ,  chin  nudging  in  acknowledgment  .  ‘  you’ve  got  your  own  cup  ?  good  .  now  you  can  fill  mine  ,  too  .  ’

while  this  whole  rager  wasn’t  exactly  something  he  was  planning  on  attending  ,  he  wagered  it  was  better  than  lingering  at  the  student  fair  where  ,  almost  ,  all  the  representatives  were  practically  kissing  his  feet  .  not  like  he  had  much  of  a  choice  in  terms  of  career  paths  either  way  —  his  parents  had  everything  laid  out  for  him  in  accordance  to  their  will  .  at  least  here  he  had  some  freedom  away  from  the  trammels  of  the  imperious  lestrange  manor  ,  starting  with  the  cheap  liquor  . . .  but  seriously  ?  who  brings  wine  coolers  to  parties  ?  it’s  a  thought  that’s  soon  discontinued  and  rodolphus  is  found  once  again  furling  his  dark  brows  .  “  i  hope  you’re  not  referring  to  me  .  but  go  ahead  and  help  yourself  to  some  of  this  water-downed  brew ,  i’m  sure  you’ll  be  able  to  handle  it  ,  ”  he  remarked  in  a  playful  undertone  .

open starter  /  room  of  requirement.

                  the usual cool calm and collected narcissa seemed to be diluted by the more dangerous looking one as alcohol set in her personality, there was a certain fire in her eyes, she seemed more outgoing and less, well, stuck up. the neon lights seemed to reflect off her cold eyes as she took yet another sip of her drink before a smile spread across her face. devilish and slightly naughty. she pulled out her iwiz-phone as she pointed towards the dance floor where some unfortunate soul was far too drunk and letting the courage tell them they could dance. “How fast do you think this can go viral?” She jested.

the  familiarity  of  the  welcoming  cold  liquor  splashing  down  his  throat  brought  ease  to him  .  the  train  ride  back  to  hogwarts  seemed  longer  than  the  usual  (  definitely  had  to  do  with  the  fact  that  he  got  into  another  intense  argument  with  mr. lestrange  prior  to  that  )  .  at  least  he  was  far  away  from  mehmet  and  their  spleen  now  —  and  he  was  fortunate  enough  to  still  have  his  cell  phone  with  him  .  “  not  as  fast  as  me  pulling  out  my  wand  and  hexing  him  into  oblivion  .  ”  he  almost  laughed  at  how  ridiculous  they  were  displaying  themselves  ,  but  irritation  was  soon  setting  on  his  brows  .  “  it’s  no  wonder  hogwarts  became  a  laughing  stock  ,  why  even  ilvermorny  are  more  poised  than  us  .  ”