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Patrick sighed in relief as he wandered up to the top of the stairs, seeing that nobody was already outside in his spot. It wasn’t that it was his, he knew that - but it was a spot he’d discovered right after transferring, and it was the one place he could (theoretically) be alone. After lighting a cigarette, he moved forward and leaned forward against the stone wall, looking out over the forest. However, not even five minutes later, he heard footsteps heading up the stairs, and he forced himself not to groan. “I’m chill with you being here, but I’m not putting out the cigarette.” He told whoever it was, not bothering to turn around.

Feeling a little unlike himself, Rodolphus was wandering around the school, feeling restless, feeling like he couldn’t settle down properly. It was a while before he eventually came across another male, in a place that seemed to be just quiet enough. It was the smell, however, that drew him in, and Rodolphus approached the other, his signature frown remaining on his face. “Then give me another cigarette.” He reasoned, craving for a smoke himself- oddly enough.

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“Okay, so call me crazy if you want to, but imagine that instead of being allowed owls, toads, or cats, we’re allowed dogs too. Can you imagine the chaos of having dogs at Hogwarts? Running all over the place, chasing the cats: the hallways would be insane.” Maelie explained first, only pausing for a moment so she could take a breath. “And yet, I’m still really tempted to start a petition to allow us to have dogs. Don’t get me wrong, I love my cat, but I really miss my dogs. So if I decide to actually do this, would you sign the theoretical petition?”

“Why would I?” Rodolphus frowned at the mere though of having the dogs run down the halls of the school. He enjoyed animals, but he was absolutely content to have a pet stay at home, away from this place. “There are too many pests in this school already- students included. Why bring more chaos in?”

“I did clean up.” He tries to argue, even though both of them know that’s a lie. “Most of the times I did.” He adds for clarification, exhaling loudly. “‘S not my fault you always have some damn guests in there.”

“Do you know how many times I had to talk to the elves to get it cleaned up? Way too many.” Rodolphus rolled his eyes at his brother. “Well, what do you want me to do? Be distasteful and fuck them in a  broom closet?”

“But today isn’t the day is it?” he smirked. “Well, seeing as you are better company than most others in the castle, I guess we can go get drunk.”

“Are you wishing for that day to fall upon you, Mulciber?” Rodolphus questioned the other with a smirk. “Then let’s get out of this castle. Everyone knows everything that happens here.”

“Good.” She replied, taking a flask from the inside of her robe and unscrewed it. “Just sick of people telling me that its not the end of the world or whatever…” she added, taking a couple sips from the flask before shaking her head. “I mean, there are worse houses that we could have been beat by - so i can take solace in that - I guess.” She joked, before taking another sip. The brunette shrugged her shoulders at his warning. “Hey, i’m just a sub - my health doesnt matter.” She spat, bitterly.

“It’s the end of the world if we lose all the matches.” Rodolphus argued. Granted, he loathed losing; it wasn’t a feeling he enjoyed. Yet, at the same time, he simply knew that he had matters far more important than that one. And maybe his mind wasn’t completely in the game. “Imagine if Gryffindor won. We wouldn’t hear the bloody end of it.” He groaned at the mere thought of that. “So if we get screwed and out of rotation, we can’t even rely on you?”

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“Aren’t you cute, keeping me in mind so much you start talking about me, Bones.” Rodolphus mocked the other. “Are those really your indirect attempts to trash talk others, or are you running low on creativity?”

“Say whatever you like, Lestrange. Let’s see how you feel after the match.” he scoffed before walking away from the other. 

“Whatever you’re here to say.” He started as soon as he heard the footsteps behind him, the alcohol in his system already numbing the frustration he felt over their loss. “Don’t fucking bother.”

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“Fine.” Rodolphus spoke as he approached his younger brother. He was probably expected to yell at Rab; belittle him for losing the game. Their parents probably would’ve expected that. Instead, he moved to sit next to him. “Then I’ll sit in silence. Because that’s not fucking awkward.”

Lucinda threw her bag down next to a nearby bench, fighting every urge to burst out into a long string of profanity. How did they lose a match? They were on form - they were the stronger team! She sat down on the wet bench, burying her face in her hands and giving a sigh. This is what frustrated her most about being a reserve. “I’m sorry, but I don’t want to go to a victory party for a team that just beat mine - so if you’ll excuse me.. let me just seethe here in my own company, thank you.”  (@finestra-starters )

“Do I look like I’m about to drag you to that party, Talkalot?” Rodolphus questioned her, taking a sip out of the bottle that he had taken from the party. He was far too annoyed to stay there for longer than that; he simply couldn’t look at the others, celebrating his team’s loss. “Go sit somewhere where you won’t get sick. The last thing we need is teammates dropping out.”

Kasia’s laugh is a tad elevated, courtesy of the five glasses of brandy she consumed through the night, as she leans towards her companion, letting her lips brush against their ear. “Follow me.” She lets her suggestive tone fill in the blanks as she stands up, reaching for their hand before dragging them both away from the bar. As she tries to navigate between the swarm of bodies, she collides with someone, causing her to stumble at the impact. “Fuck. Sorry, it’s like a labyrinth of people in here.”

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“Not really, no.” Rodolphus frowned, barely managing not to spill his own glass as the girl bumped into him. She seemed barely conscious- so he acted without thinking, reaching for her to ensure she wouldn’t fall over completely. “I’m guessing everything’s starting to double for you at this point.”

“Hey guess what,” he made a face as though he was shocked to see him, “you are totally one of the douchebags I was talking about so your opinion isn’t something I am going to give a crap about.”

“Aren’t you cute, keeping me in mind so much you start talking about me, Bones.” Rodolphus mocked the other. “Are those really your indirect attempts to trash talk others, or are you running low on creativity?”

He had not noticed who it was that was approaching him, he did not mind the company of either of the Lestranges – but he didn’t admit it, instead merely smirked at the other. “The point was to insult you, glad it worked.” he scoffed. “I am unfortunately sober, what brings you here?” 

“One day, I’ll just walk right past you, ignoring everything.” Rodolphus threatened the other, not really meaning it nevertheless. Darius was decent enough to hang around with, and he didn’t mind the man. “Having nothing to do brings me here. How about we fix the problem that is you being sober?”

“No, you look like the kind to spoil my fun.” He answered, adding a mildly annoyed undertone to his voice and despite his brother’s reprimand took another swing from the bottle. “Well since you didn’t like it when I was drinking in your dorm, I had to find a new place.”

“Well, would you look at that. You’re absolutely right.” Rodolphus nodded along, yet couldn’t help but let a small smirk appear on his face. “You could have kept your privileges if you cleaned up after yourself. I can’t have people in if I’ve got bottles all over the damn place.”

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Alecto sits on the bar stool, her index finger toying with her half-finished drink. She can hear the person approaching her before they sit down and the Carrow temperament in her, as always, urges her to be hostile. “Don’t. Let me guess you want to sit down, have a drink, maybe start up a conversation with me, no? Hoping it would lead to something more, perhaps a night where you can add the infamous Carrow to your list, well darling, let me save you the efforts and just say it bluntly. It’s a no for tonight.”

Seeing a familiar face, Rodolphus made his way over to the blonde, her attitude, before even seeing him, immediately bringing an amused grin on his face. “Always so charming and so sweet, Alecto.” He teased her as he still moved to sit next to her. “I’m way past being interested in getting the infamous Carrow on my list. It’s long enough as it is.” He joked. “But if you deny my need for a drink, then I’ll take it as a personal insult.”

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Lucius had kept to himself over the week. While some people had been stuck in the hospital wing, Lucius had the luck of being on the opposite end of the attack, though not everyone he knew had been lucky. Some of Narcissa’s family members had been unlucky, which caused more turmoil to fester within him and cause his grip on his perfect exterior to slip as he sat in the Great Hall, idly stirring the spoon in his coffee as he went over everything he’d said to Narcissa before he joined the fight. His mood soured even more when he felt someone nearby. “It’s rude to linger,” he said curtly.

“It’s rude not to say hello.” Rodolphus spoke, ignoring the clear vibes that were radiating off Lucius. He had barely seen the other over the week, yet he wasn’t actively seeking out for him. Nevertheless, the man sat down next to the other, grabbing himself a cup and pouring coffee. “It’s surprising to have you appear completely off the grid for once.”

He had no intention of hurting the other, why would he when he knew he would be of more use when he was not writhing on the ground in pain. “I have my reasons,” Eli said with a smirk on his lips. He needed to figure how how he was framed into Cygnus’ murder, but he wasn’t going to tell that to the man who was engaged to Bellatrix Black. “But mostly it’s just to do this.” He pointed at the dead student before he turned back to the other. “You’ve been doing anything useful?” 

“They have to be very important reasons if you so willingly show your face after escaping. Don’t tell me you’re already missing the places.” Rodolphus spoke, a small frown remaining on his face. He was probably not supposed to be seen with Eli, but he wasn’t all that bothered with it. Most people were panicking a little too much to stop and stare right now, anyway. “No, I like to play things smart. I don’t shit were I eat.” He responded, no matter how much he craved to just get his wand out and get rid of a person or two who annoyed him. “Does the Dark Lord know of this?”