SK - #24 Incompatible - She Wants Me
Name: She Wants Me
Prompt: #24 Incompatible
Genre: Humour
Characters: Rodolphus Lestrange, Rabastan Lestrange, Evan Rosier
Rating: PG
Word Count: 217
Summary/Author's Note: Nearly 200 words more than that mini!fic I posted before this. Thank you dramathique19 for picking a prompt for me to do! / Rod has decided Bellatrix hates him.
“She doesn’t want me.”
“I know.”
“She’s never going to want me.”
“I know.”
There was a moment of silence as the frown on Rodolphus’ face grew. Evan sat back in his chair as Rabastan leaned forward. He patted his brother on the shoulder.
“Maybe you two are just too incompatible. Take it from us, Rod, leave it.”
Out of the corner of his eye, Rabastan saw Evan smirk slightly.
There was more silence. Rodolphus was thinking.
Rabastan sat back too.
“You were just never meant to be together,” Evan said, nodding as if it was Rod and Bella’s destiny to never be together. Evan and Rabastan were getting such a big kick out of this.
More silence.
“But… she has to like me… a little.”
Rabastan and Evan exchanged a look.
“Everyone likes me.”
Evan’s eyebrow twitched up slightly.
“I’m freaking Rodolphus Lestrange!”
Rodolphus stood, he wasn’t looking at his brother or Evan, more of in the direction of the ceiling.
“Bellatrix wants me.”
“We know.”
“Who wouldn’t?”
The delusional Lestrange adjusted his tie.
“And if she refuses to admit that she wants me then she can sod off.”
“Wouldn’t say that to her face, Rod.”
Rodolphus wandered off, his ego boosted.
Rabastan and Evan nodded to each other. There were definitely made of sheer genius.
Prompt: #24 Incompatible
Genre: Humour
Characters: Rodolphus Lestrange, Rabastan Lestrange, Evan Rosier
Rating: PG
Word Count: 217
Summary/Author's Note: Nearly 200 words more than that mini!fic I posted before this. Thank you dramathique19 for picking a prompt for me to do! / Rod has decided Bellatrix hates him.
“She doesn’t want me.”
“I know.”
“She’s never going to want me.”
“I know.”
There was a moment of silence as the frown on Rodolphus’ face grew. Evan sat back in his chair as Rabastan leaned forward. He patted his brother on the shoulder.
“Maybe you two are just too incompatible. Take it from us, Rod, leave it.”
Out of the corner of his eye, Rabastan saw Evan smirk slightly.
There was more silence. Rodolphus was thinking.
Rabastan sat back too.
“You were just never meant to be together,” Evan said, nodding as if it was Rod and Bella’s destiny to never be together. Evan and Rabastan were getting such a big kick out of this.
More silence.
“But… she has to like me… a little.”
Rabastan and Evan exchanged a look.
“Everyone likes me.”
Evan’s eyebrow twitched up slightly.
“I’m freaking Rodolphus Lestrange!”
Rodolphus stood, he wasn’t looking at his brother or Evan, more of in the direction of the ceiling.
“Bellatrix wants me.”
“We know.”
“Who wouldn’t?”
The delusional Lestrange adjusted his tie.
“And if she refuses to admit that she wants me then she can sod off.”
“Wouldn’t say that to her face, Rod.”
Rodolphus wandered off, his ego boosted.
Rabastan and Evan nodded to each other. There were definitely made of sheer genius.