Rodolphus Lestrange

Now, now, now. That’s no way to treat you future sister in law, is it? 

You're going to be just like my little sister, Andy. It's the perfect way to treat you, ask Rabby how we are together.

-Casper narrows his eyes at Rodolphus and mumbles under his breath.- Not if I beat you first..

I'm sorry? Say something? That's what I thought.

So I’ve been told. Now, would you care to have pink hair? 

If any part of my body is pin, I'm ripping every strand of hair out of your head. One. By. One.

Yeah, well maybe I’ll surprise you this time. 

Yeah, probably not. Just take it like a real man. Fight back. Make it fun for me to beat the shit out of you.

Try me.

You're insane, you know that?

So, if I just sit here like a rag doll and let you try to do whatever the fuck you do and not fight back, you’ll leave me alone? 

No, because I've already seen you don't do that. I'll just have to torture you until you fight back.

-Casper grunts as Rodolphus claps his back.- I’m sure there are plenty of other toys in this school. What’s so appealing about me?

You're complete attempt at fighting back that never actually works. I don't want a toy that makes me do all the work, I like something that gives a little bit back.

And I’ll dye your hair pink.

You. Wouldn't.

I’m not a shirt-lifter. 

A sigh of relief from everyone that doesn't have to see that lard of a stomach of yours.

Fuck you, Slytherin. 

I know, you wish you could. Sadly I don't swing your way.

I. Swear. To. God. Lestrange. One more word. 

Fine, fine, I'll drop it. Don't want to piss off the poor little Gryffindor, he might just internally combust.

You fucking arsehole, I am not kidding about this. You say one more thing about Lily and you will have a mouthfull of blood. 

I choose not to put my penis in anything that it will fit in. I know restraint. I am not an animal driven by hormones and can act separately than a bloody dog, humping anything that stands still. I choose to not have sex with every bird because I respect myself, and Lily enough not to snag everyone wiling. 

I do have restraint. I also crave pleasure. If someone is more than willing and wants me to fuck them, who am I to be the bad person and say no to her? I'm almost saintlike in making people happy, really. I don't like when they stand still, actually. I prefer a witch who gives as good as she gets. Oh I forgot, you've got that sick impure bitch on the side, I'm sure Black gets jealous quite easily.

THis is between me and you, Lestrange. Not Sirius. He isnt involved at all. If i wanted, or actually cared about, hurting your feelings, I would remind you that its a complete waste of time being with your “fiancee” and it would be easier for you to just have the child yourself. And that you arent nearly as pretty nor charming as you seem to think and the only way you could get any is if you had an arranged marriage. *james, stupidly, steps forward, closer to Rodolphus*

You’re the one that always initiates the conversation. I’ve just been sitting here minding my own business when you came along. 

Oh right, because it's fun to torture you. -claps him on the back hard- That's the only reason I like you, really. You're like a toy to me, something simply to play with until I get bored and move on to the next one.

Don’t let me punch you again because this time, I’ll go for the face. 

Dare touch my face and I'll hex you blue for a week.