RP: An Unexpected Visitor

[shh_dean]

Date: December 2, 2004
Characters: Dean Thomas,Rodolphus Lestrange
Location: Hammerside
Status: Private
Summary: Dean recieves and unexpected (and somewhat accidental) visit from someone he never wanted to meet.
Completion: complete

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[shh_rodolphus]

Rodolphus wasn't sure where he was expected to go or what he should be doing. He didn't have any friends that he knew of (and according the rumors from the guards, his wife and Dark Lord were both dead). He had left prison scant minutes ago and already with the feeling of the walls behind him growing smaller, he missed it. The sun here was very bright, where ever it was he was... He knew England, but as a "prisoner" he had never been given details as to the plans of the aurors who he worked with as an informant.

He walked in a paced, methodical manner, repeating a list in his head to himself, his eyes trained toward the ground. Home, food, job, friends, job, money, home, food, clothing, socks, wand, wand, wand, home, food... it went on, each step bringing a new item to mind. Bed, furniture, blankets, clothing, friends... He headed North from the prison, toward what he thought was a river. Yes, a river

[shh_dean]

Dean heard the knocking on his door and wondered who it was. Since Seamus had complained that Dean could not hearr anyone at his door from where he was, he had put a charm on his door that transfered the sound up to his place. He walked to the window that overlooked the front of the building and looked down. He could see a figure, but it was not someone that he recognized. Leaving his stuff he walked down the stairs still thinking about what he had to do.

When he reached the front and opened the door he froze and his hand automatically went to his pocket for his wand. Rodolphus Lestrange was standing at his door. Dean had never met Rodolphus, but his was a face that many people knew. The Lestranges were infamous and Dean was all to aware of their history.

His hand never leaving his wand, Dean leaned his large frame up against the door and very curtly asked him, "What are you doing here?"

[shh_rodolphus]

When a young wizard came to the door, Rodolphus was a bit surprised. Things had certainly changed if this young man was the owner of this property. He added 'Remember, things have changed' to his list. The young wizard was obviously shocked to see the stranger and with his first question, Rodolphus stepped back a little, noticing distinctly that the stranger had taken his hand to his wand. Rodolphus didn't have a wand

[shh_dean]

Dean looked at the man across from him shocked. Could this really be Rodolphus Lestrange? The man was barely able to put together a sentence, he was nervous and seemed a little shell shocked. He was speaking as if he was talking more to himself than Dean.

He was unsure, with good reason, whether or not he could trust anything Rodolphus said, or the way that he acted. However Dean could tell that there was something... wrong with the man in front of him. It was like he was not used to living.

Dean furrowed his brow. He could not bring himself to take his hand off of his wand, but his posture relaxed a little bit, "Yes, actually I do have flats. 12 of them to be exact."

[shh_dean]

Dean smiled a little to himself, "I know a little bit about being an older brother," he said thoughtfully, "And I know how they can be. I can afford to give you 610 pounds a month, on top of your housing. If the banks were still up and going that would work out to about 250 galleons a month. What we can do is set up a system where I can hold the money for you, since you don't have somewhere to put it for the moment, and then you can have access to it when you need or want it... and I can explain the system if you want to. You don't have to tell me now, just think about it and we will talk later. If you would like I can take you down and show you the flats?"

Dean thought about what it must have taken for this man to do what he did, for someone in his position to switch sides. "This man had a lot more to him than I think he or anyone he knows will ever give him credit for," thought Dean. Now he was going to have to think about how to explain this situation to everyone else.

[shh_rodolphus]

Job! Check! Home! Check! Won't Rabastan be proud of me? If he ever switched sides too... Oh gods, what if he didn't? Or what if he died too... Like Bella? Oh dear...

Rodolphus shook his head again, trying to make the thought disappear, but it didn't seem to work and so instead he said, "I'd like that, to see the flats. And the deal sounds certainly fair enough to me. I hope it's not too much of a trouble; the more I get used to all this, the less trouble I should be, I promise." I wonder if he'll except a promise from someone like me... loyalties don't mean much, after all...

"Would you happen to know... maybe you heard... it's a pretty famous name afterall, my brother? During the war... would you have heard anything?" He wasn't sure what made him ask, but he felt a small snake curl in the center of his chest in worry and anticipation for the answer. Any answer.

[shh_dean]

"Rabastan? Yes, he is around. Trying to make it as, well, lets call him a procurement artist. He gets people things they need is they can't find something on their own. I hear he is very good."

"He should be," added Dean silently to himself, "Considering it's what he did for the Death Eaters."

Dean stood up finishing his coke appreciating the rush, "There are three floors of flats so you should decide which one you would like to live on. The flats are all the same size and general set up and none of them are furnished yet. I guess your decision would be made by the view you want. It's not really that much trouble really, and I am going to trust that you will be willing to keep your side of things up," finished Dean looking Rodolphus right in the eye. "If that is acceptable, I guess we have a deal," he said extending his hand.

[shh_rodolphus]

Rodolphus found a rush of energy and hope that he hadn't had in year at hearing that his brother was doing well, and in the same town! Maybe he really was doing things right for himself if he'd made it to the same place as his brother. He followed suit and finished the rest of the muggle Coca and set the bottle down next to the young wizards. He extended his hand as well and took the young wizard's in his own. Shaking firmly he said, "I may need to be taught, I won't lie, and it may be a bit before I can afford a new wand. But hey, if muggles can do things without them, so can I." He smiled and did his almost-chuckle of a quick exhale and smirk.

Then he thought quickly of what kind of view he would like, "Do you have anything that looks out on the river and the prison?" And then he realized that sounded a bit odd. "It's..." he sighed and looked at Dean with a little bit of homesickness in his now clouded green eyes, "It's comfortable." He finished quietly.