#derangcd

send me ❥ for your muse to cuddle up next to mine while asleep on the couch.

It was super late when Rodolphus finally got home, traipsing through the fireplace and feeling completely defeated. It had been a long day and everything had gone wrong. He was lucky to come back from this particular mission with his life.

He walked past his study and stopped, looking inside the open door with curiosity. His wife was currently passed out on his couch, curled up in one of his robes and snoring lightly. Dropping his cloak over the top of his desk he walked over to her, placing a small kiss on her cheek. He was surprised he had missed her, even after the fight they had right before he left. It was stupid and useless and he regretted leaving on the terms he did.

Rodolphus was beyond exhausted and didn't feel like making the trek up to the bedroom, seeing as Bella had already claimed her spot down here anyways. Doing his best not to wake her, he crawled around behind her and gathered her in his arms, spooning her as best as he could on the small space of the couch.

She moved a little bit, her head tilting up and looking at him. "Hi," she whispered, blinking rapidly.

"Hi," he responded, leaning in and kissing her, relishing in the small groan she released.

"What are you doing?" she asked, turning around to face him and wrap her legs with his own.

"Cuddling with my wife, what does it look like? Now shut up and go back to sleep," he answered, kissing her once more before placing his head on top of hers and closing his eyes.

"I love you, stupid," she breathed out against his chest, nestling her face into his shirt.

send me ☽ for my muse to drunkenly confess feelings to yours

What the hell, she thought, looking at her door as someone interrupted her sleep with a loud pounding against her door.

Groaning, she rose from the bed, rubbing her eyes as she opened the door and glared at the offending person on the other side.

"Rodolphus? What the fuck, it’s the middle of the night, what the hell are you even doing here!" She hissed out, fully ready to kill him and go back to sleep for a few more hours.

The man was leaning against the door frame, blinking slowly back at her. He smelled of alcohol and looked at least three sheets to the wind.

"Lissen, I haf to tell you somefing and it’s very important," he slurred out, leaning in closer to her. "I told you I hated you yesterday, but I lied. I don’t hate you. I love you. I love you so much and it’s such a bloody fucking pain and I don’t know what the hell I’m even thinking but I had to tell you straight away. I know you don’t love me, but it doessn’t matter."

Bellatrix just stood there, her mouth dropping open as her eyebrows narrowed on her forehead. “Are you kidding me right now?”

"Nope," he popped, leaning in and putting his hands on either side of her waist. "I’m not kidding. I’ve loved you since sixth year when we went to the Halloween ball together and you said you liked my costume."

"Rodolphus, you’re drunk. Go home, sober up, and rethink your decisions," she dismissed him, shaking her head and going to close her door, nearly hitting him in the face.

"Wait! Wait!" he interrupted, pushing his hand on the door to open it once more. "Will you marry me?"

send me ♕ for your muse to get dared to kiss me

"Alright, Lestrange, it's your turn, truth or dare," Avery asked, taking a sip from the bottle of firewhiskey they were all sharing before passing it to the male next to him.

It was Friday night in the Slytherin common room and the seventh years were entertaining themselves with a fun game of truth or dare to pass the night, along with downing ridiculous amounts of alcohol.

Rodolphus pretended to think for a moment before smirking and biting his lip. "Dare, obviously. I'm not a pansy like Malfoy."

"Oi, you prick," the blond joked, tossing a green pillow off the couch towards him.

"Alright. I dare you to kiss Bellatrix." Avery was proud of himself as he leaned back against the seat he was in on the floor, grinning like a loon.

Upon hearing her name, Bellatrix, sat up, raising her eyebrows with a small smile. "Touch me and you die, Lestrange." She fake blew a kiss in his directions before winking and taking the firewhiskey bottle from Nott and drinking a decent amount.

Rod simply chuckled before making his move and pinning her down on the ground, kissing her quite hard, despite her attempts to push him off. The crowd around them jeered and hollered when he finally let her go, both of them breathless and looking at the other with surprise.

"Not bad, Roddy. Not bad at all," she managed to get out between breaths, still finding herself underneath the other Slytherin.

Rod responded with a small peck on her lips as he moved off of her and back to his position in front of the fireplace, smiling and laughing like crazy.

What he didn't expect was for Bellatrix to take out her wand and send a stinging hex his way, making him cry out in sharp pain.

"Next time, be an actual gentleman about it and you might get further," she teased, winking at him.

Opinion on;

Character in general: I don't really have an opinion right now.How they play them: I haven't looked yet, squeaks.The Mun: I don't know them.

Do I:

RP with them: Not yet.Want to RP with them: Sure, why not.

What is my;

Overall Opinion: I don't have one yet. //scurries

-sits on you and pokes-

mary had just finished having a rather heated discussion with  a  certain  student  by  the  name  of mulciber, and,  frankly,   she was uncontrollably angry.   any time she so  much as saw him,  she felt a very bubbling rage build up  inside her, and the rest of the world was suddenly red  & blurry. 

which is possibly why,    when she saw bellatrix walking, she didn't change her path,      nor did she find a way to  walk around her.     steadfast,  she kept her speed,  and  only averted her gaze to the ground.  this, of course, led only to her running into the slytherin --