Dark Prince

Lucius’ head also turned to look at a group of sorcerers as they walked past. The conversation naturally held and waited for them to pass by completely. Slowly he looked back to Rabastan once they were gone.”Yes, that would be quite nice. And I supposed it would be good for us all to let a little steam out,” He chuckled lightly. “I think saying that we need it would be putting it lightly.”

"Alright.” Rabastan nodded before sniffing. “It’s settled then. I’ll have drink at my apartment soon enough. Look out for the owl.” He took his hand out of his winter coat to shake the other man’s and got ready to leave. “Stay safe and don’t get caught. I’d hate for the Dark Lord to have to kill you off.” || @lxciuss​

It’s a match… RABASTAN LESTRANGE!

You smelled… “BOOKS, EXPENSIVE PERFUME A BIT LIKE MUM'S, ITALIAN FOOD, CRISP MOUNTAIN AIR.”

You described yourself as. …. “Your CLASSIC TALL(ISH), DARK and HANDSOME wizard.”

You are happiest when you are… “I’m a mysterious PURE-BLOOD who is sure to IMPRESS your mum and dad then apperate you away for a few days, WINE you, DINE you and CHAT about pretty much anything.” 

You told me… “I’ll NEVER fully OPEN up because that’s not me, but if you like a COMPLICATED GUESSING GAME you’ll never be able to solve I’m the man for you.”

Grizel thinks your perfect match is… a CULTURED person with a SIMILAR BACKGROUND who NEEDS SOMEONE in THEIR CORNER. Your idea match is someone who SHARES YOUR INTERESTS and knows how to navigate YOUR WORLD. You have been matched based on your closeness with your FAMILY which shows up in your amortentia and your applications. Your love of MUSKY, FRESH and EXPENSIVE SCENTS that you smell when brewing your love potion also shows you have similar tastes and upbringings. 

You will be… enjoying a day of CULTURE, FLORAL SCENTS and EXPENSE in the beauty of VERONA! Take a lap around their famous GARDENS or a waltz around the CITY. Famous for Shakespeare’s ROMEO and JULIET, as well as it’s insular WIZARDING COMMUNITY, there’s a lot to offer visiting sorcerers including similar ALLEYS to with hidden RESTAURANTS and BARS where you can DRINK and DANCE the night away! 

Lucius had wondered how his theory might go down - and it had gone down exactly how he felt about it himself. Great apprehension. “Mmmm, yes,” Luci pursed his lips as he nodded. “Like I said - It’s only a theory and not one that I’ve really spent much thought on as,” He waved a hand, repeating Rabastan’s words. “It is indeed without actual proof. Bringing it up might likely only cause stress without good cause.” The man wrung his hands together. He scoffed slightly at the other man’s comment and turned his head away for a moment. Lucius pressed his lips together before letting out a breathe. He turned back to Rabastan. “As someone who is in Harrison’s closer circle, I know that everyone’s on the look out for him. Everyone’s concerned.”

As Lucius began to repeat his own words Rabastan realised that there was not much more that could be said in this conversation. He shoved his warm hands deeper into his winter jacket and sighed. “Well. You’re definitely the best person for this mission and I’m sure you’ll turn something over soon.” He watched as a few other sorcerers walked down the mostly empty street. 

“We should meet up for a whiskey sometime. Perhaps I should invite a few people around to my apartment for drinks. It would be nice to get together for a reason other than failing Him.” || @lxciuss​

The woman shrugged as she fiddled away with items behind the counter. “What can y’do? There’s bound to be some riffraff around. Just thankful the security is class,” She explained casually before raising her eyebrows. A small laugh escaped her lips. The pair had been at Hogwarts at the same time for a short while. She’d certainly heard his name around. “Well,” Amiria remarks with a shrug of her shoulders. “It goes without saying that I suggest anyone who hasn’t tried my moonshine should get on that pretty swiftly.”

“Bold of you to assume I haven’t already.” He smirked. Amiria was well known for her moonshine, especially at Hogwarts. So of course Rabastan had tried it and got absolutely wasted on it. “I’d say it was magically intoxicating.” The night he used it he could barely remember anything. Apparently he had spent the whole night with Lyra Burke which bothered him as he’d do anything to recall those memories. “Anything that won’t get me escorted out due to me being drunk and disorderly? I heard you have one that makes you puff fire?” || @hausofmacnair​

with: @youngestxlestrange​

“Well it’s good to know the Lestranges fake their cursed heirlooms as well as other things.” Caius teased, pushing the box back toward Rabastan and smiling brightly. “I always find it weird when fakes wander their way in here, there are little ways of telling what is fake and what isn’t but I can’t tell if it’s easy for me because I stare at them all day.” He added with a shrug. “On the bright side now you know it’s not going to kill anyone you can regift it, but obviously not to me Borgin or my sister but I reckon anyone else would accept costume jewellery, especially if you put an actual curse on it for good measure.” His smile widened slightly, knowing one of his favourite times of year was approaching, “14th is coming up Rab, now is honestly the perfect time other than Yule to pass it on and garner some affection from an uncultured witch or wizard.” 

Rabastan toyed with the sudden idea of putting a love spell on the item, giving it to someone and seeing how that all turned out. “I could always put the Cupid’s Curse on it. Apparently it only affects those that aren’t attracted to you, causing them to swoon. However, if you give it to someone that actually loves you, they won’t be affected by it. It would be fun to see exactly who’d actually be interested in me.” He mused taking the box back and holding it under his arm. “I’m not really one to go on dates. I talk too little and think too much.” He was always a thinker rather than a talker. He’d rather listen than always have something to say. “Do you have anything decent in here that I could give to someone? Just in case?” 

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Lucius inhaled slowly through his teeth before nodding slowly. “That’s certainly an idea,” Not a very nice one at that. It only left them in an even stickier situation. “Although, the only people I can think of having reason to hold him…” Luci raised his eyebrows. “The Ministry,” There was a brief glimmer of a worried facial expression. Very quickly he speaks again though. “Perhaps it’s a theory best kept to ourselves for now.”

Rabastan’s firm reminder baffled Lucius somewhat. His eyebrows furrowed and his head cocked to the side. “Yes, although I would not be in this position myself had others been more careful in executing their own tasks.” His features relaxed again and he sighed.

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Rabastan was curious about the idea that the ministry could be holding Harrison captive. Perhaps his mother or an auror had found Harrison before he could execute the task the Dark Lord had ordered him to do and they were trying to reverse the curse. “Let’s hope Harrison doesn’t say anything whilst under the ministries control. This situation just seems to be spinning out of control.” He could feel every muscle in his body tense up just thinking of the situation. “Yes. Keeping the theory to ourselves feels best at this point as there’s no physical proof.”

Rabastan rose his eyebrow at the dig, however he had no idea if it was aimed at him or others such as Severus or Regulus. “Surely as someone who was in Harrison’s closer circle, or at least someone who was trying to be, you’d know someone you could speak to? Have you tried Tiberius McLaggen?” || @lxciuss​

Augustus’s brow furrowed at Rabastan’s response. Quickly shaking his head in response to his apology. “You don’t have to apologise for a family emergency. Do you want to talk about it?” He asked, softly, Gus had been disappointed when he wasn’t able to find Rabastan at the end of the night, but now that he was on his doorstep in such a state. His disappointment turned to worry. Gus reached up to trace his index finger down Rabastan’s cheekbone softly before placing his hand on his cheek softly. “Well you’re in luck, I’m awake.” Gus responded in the same hushed tone. 

“They didn’t, I had a great night with you. ” Apart from his argument with Saoirse and finding out that someone had hurt Ted. But the wound on those two matters was far too fresh to get into right now. A slight blush rising on his cheeks as Rabastan looked in his eyes, Gus couldn’t help but lean forward and place a small peck on the corner of his lips, teasingly.  “Do you want a drink? I think all the stuff we have left is shit but I can try to find something.” @youngestxlestrange· 

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Rabastan shook his head gently as Gus offered to talk about it. That was not something he wanted to share with Augustus just yet. “No. I’m okay, it’s okay. There’s no point talking about it.” He sighed. He leant into the other man’s hand as he placed it on his check. “As long as I’m with you, I’ll be just fine.” As much as Gus made him feel safe, he felt a strong sense of duty to protect him from the horror’s that the Dark Lord could unfold on them all, to protect Gus from the monster that Rab could be. 

Rabastan’s heart began to pound in his chest as Gus placed a small kiss on the corner of his lips and his stomach turned inside out as the butterflies swarmed. “No thank you. I don’t need a drink, just you.” He smiled as he went in for a deeper kiss, trying to distract himself from the terrible afterparty that wasn’t a party at all. He broke the kiss before grabbing Gus by his shirt and pulling him deeper into the apartment. “Mind telling me which room is yours?” He whispered, out of breath from their kiss. || @augustusmabbott​

Dirt beneath his fingernails, an unfortunately common sight. Fenrir picked at them absentmindedly as he strolled into the White Wyvern, now dirtied dress shoes clicking against the wood floor of the dark bar, a dull light illuminating from the tip of his wand as a means of guiding his way. His lips didn’t curl up into their usual grin as his name broke the silence, instead the corners of his mouth twitched in bitter annoyance at the all too familiar voice. “ Rabastan. “ He replied, voice dry. “ Another drink to wrap up a rather interesting evening? Sure. “ Fenrir took his seat next to the younger wizard, hand grasping the bottle with only a moment of hesitation before pouring himself a drink. “ Am I mean to be asking you what is clearly weighing on your mind? “

“No of course not.” He mumbled. “I don’t expect others to guess how I feel.” He sipped on his own glass. “And what was so interesting in your opinion?” He asked as he carefully begun the interrogation as subtly as he could. “I think the evening went quite well even if it was a bit boring.” He lied. Only moment ago was he being reprimanded by Bellatrix and being ordered to find out what the werewolf leader knew. “How was your evening? I realise I was a bit rude during our encounter, you must forgive me. I’ve been under a fair amount of stress lately and sometimes I can be harsher than I mean to be.” || @alycanthrope​

There was very quickly a dampener on the mood. Lucius took another drag before pursing his lips. “If only he were,” He nodded slowly. There was a slow exhale yet again. “Not yet unfortunately. I’d be with Him this second to tell Him had I found Harrison,” Luci raised his eyebrows in Rabastan’s direction. “How about you? How are you doing?” 

Rabastan nodded at the man before shoving his clenched fists into his pockets. Rabastan was growing nervous as the days passed by and yet Harrison was nowhere in sight. “A Death Eater pawn, running around the streets of London yet no deaths related to it as of yet.” He mumbled. “If you ask me, he’s being held somewhere.” Rabastan had no idea where or by whom exactly but he clenched his jaws hard as a few names came to mind. 

“Me? Absolutely fine.” he lied. After the conversation at the ball with Fenrir, he was sure that their conversation would go south. “Let me know if you need help. I’m sure you’re capable but just in case.” He paused. “As always, be careful.” The last part was ironic considering how Rabastan had messed up in October. He thanked Merlin that only Bellatrix and Rodolphus knew of his slip up. 

After the ball, Gus had returned home in an underwhelmed fashion. After his fight with Saoirse and finding out that someone had called Ted an unthinkable name, Gus was already fed up. But with Rabastan’s disappearing act, he had decided to go home and have one more drink in his apartment before retiring for the night. 

Augustus had only been asleep for around an hour when he heard a clattering at the door, stumbling out of bed. He was shocked when he opened the door and saw none other than Rabastan. Gus ran his hand through his hair, as Rabastan spoke. His eyes squinting in confusion. “Is everything ok?” He inquired, standing to the side and opening the door further to let him in. @youngestxlestrange​

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“Well no. Not really.” He mumbled, stepping into the apartment for the first time. “We had a family emergency so I was forced to leave before saying goodbye. I feel awful.” He signed as he finally breathed in what felt like the first time in a while. Rabastan’s eyes shot from Gus’ hair, that was a mess but somehow still suited him, to his tired face. “I thought -- I couldn’t wait to apologise in the morning and since you did invite me here, I thought I’d see if you were still awake.” His voice was hushed in case they weren’t alone. 

Rabastan stepped forward, placing his hands on Gus’s waist as he looked into the mans breathtaking eyes. “I had a wonderful evening with you. I didn’t want my ill actions to taint the experience.” 

where: Augustus’ apartment  when: 2am after the Yule Ball

Ditching Gus at the ball, following Bellatrix and further being repremanded by the Dark Lord, there was no way that Rabastan was going to be able to sleep without making things right with Gus. So here he was, at 2am, knocking on the man’s door hoping his roommate wouldn’t answer instead. 

As the door opened, a flood of words escaped before he could compose himself. “Augustus. I’m really sorry but something came up. I didn’t mean to just leave you like that, it was out of character for me. Could I come in?” 

where: The Grave Affair

It seemed that Rabastan was developing a soft spot for certain people and the only explanation was that Augustus was rubbing off on him. He had invited Severus to join him for dinner a couple of nights before the younger man’s birthday. What he had expected was for Severus to decline, what he wasn’t expecting was to be sat opposite him at the table reserved exclusively for the Lestrange family.

“I recommend the cocktails. Their food is decent as well, much better than the white wyverns.” He said as he looked over the drinks menu himself before waving down a waiter. “Thank you for joining me. I thought a conversation over drinks would be nice change.” 

when: 7th January 1993 where: the ministry of magic, law department library 

Rabastan was told that he may find Regulus amongst the books, deep in research so the library is where he went. After searching for roughly five minutes, Rab found the other nestled in the back, books piling around him. “Only Regulus Black would work this hard on his birthday.” He whispered with a smile. “I thought I’d find you and give you my best. You don’t seem like the one who likes gifts for their birthday but if you like we could go to Obscurus Books when you’re done here.”