Date: June 11th, 2005
Characters: Ginevra Weasley and Rodolphus Lestrange
Location: The River
Status: Private
Summary: Rodolphus goes to the river to sketch and the woman who was once his friend stumbles upon him.
Completion: Incomplete
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The Miracles Of Accidents )
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"Who-" His head jerked to the side and his eyes widened at who was sitting on the opposite end of the bench.
"Gin." He said, shoving the sketch he had done of her out of her sight.
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"Rabastan does usually get away with more than I do." He said, and blinked, realizing how idiotic that sounded.
"How...have you been?"
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Ginny looked away with a sigh. "I'm doing all right. You?"
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Rodolphus bit his lip.
"Well, my headaches are better."
He raised the hand that had held his ring.
"Rabastan thinks that either my wife cursed it or some lingering magic affected me."
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Ginny took the sandwich out of the sack and pulled the wrapping back to take a bite. "I'm sure there was a time when you'd have done the same to me, if not worse, given the chance."
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Rodolphus shrugged.
"And would you have not hurt me all those years ago, simply for my last name? Wouldn't you have done the same to Rabastan without knowing his story?"
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The words sank in against the backdrop of blood rushing to her ears as it came together that she wasn't just sitting next to 'Rod'. She was sitting next to a wizard who very likely had little use for a wand and was no longer suffering enough confusion to keep him from casting. Ginny swallowed, her breath coming in short, shallow bursts. ""And was she far from wrong? Would you have?"
Without meaning to, Ginny looked up sharply at him. "It wasn't simply for your last name. I'll grant you that she made you famous but you were there at her side. You made your choices. If he had won, I don't suspect you'd have been very remorseful."
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He nodded.
"No, likely not. I will not lie to you...Ginny," It sounded so strange to call her that. "I was a terrible person. When the Dark Lord was not threatening us all with death at any sign of treason, my wife was whispering in my ear and telling me that I must do everything, else she not love me."
Rodolphus laughed bitterly.
"Love should not be conditional. In her case, it was, and I would have done anything to make sure that the one woman I have loved beyond right and reason did not leave me."
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She tilted her head, looking at him sideways. "A lot of things that shouldn't be conditional, are. You keep using the past tense, Ro... Mr. Lestrange. Was. Loved."
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Rodolphus raised an eyebrow when she called him Mr. Lestrange, but he didn't comment on it.
"I do still love her, but she did try to murder me. I do wonder occasionally if perhaps my love was misplaced. Not that we can choose who we care for and who we do not. Bella...I do not regret marrying her, but I do regret that I was not the man she cared for in her life."
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She shuddered at his words. "Don't say that. That's worse than knowing who you are, to hear that." Ginny blinked off tears. "That you'd wish to be like him. Please say that's not true."
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Rodolphus frowned.
"No, I do not wish to be like him. I wish only to be significant enough in her mind that she would do more than wave me away when he spoke. I was a faithful servant, yes, but to her, not him."
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"And now?"
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"Now, I'm not sure. My passion for almost everything is dead, save for my art."
His hand was resting on the sketch he had done of her.
"I regret so many things. I have for a very long time. But I will not deny that I still love her. She was my first, and likely the only woman who would become so familiar with me."
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