Song Meme Entry: Join the Masquerade
Meme from here
Song: Days Before You Came by Placebo
Characters: Rabastan Lestrange prettyakwrd and Fenrir Greyback
As a challenge, I gave myself a 250 word limit.
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In costume, the Death Eaters advanced. They were in black robes and wore grotesque masks. The muggle village burned whilst they danced, screams reaching heaven.
Rabastan removed his mask as he stood over the body of a muggle girl, mad with the lust of it. He had taken her off this earth, but even in death she was beautiful. Pale curls spread out from her head like a blossoming wound. He stroked her hair with his wand, then his fingers.
“Oy, Rabby love, yeh shouldn’t be demasking!”
The gruff voice could belong to no other. Fenrir.
“I wanted to see her,” Rabastan replied quietly. “I wanted her to see me…”
“She ain’t seein’ nothing!” Fenrir said with a laugh.
“She’s beautiful… so beautiful…”
Fenrir cocked his head at Rabastan. “How much firewhiskey did yeh have before we left?”
“Enough!” Rabastan said, laughing himself, too hard. “It’s a party, Fenrir! It’s a bloody masquerade! I’m having fun! Finally! I’m having so much fun!”
“That’s me boy,” Fenrir cooed, stepping closer. “Yeh’re where yeh belong now… yer an animal at heart, ain’t yeh?”
Rabastan stared at Fenrir’s masked face. Long, greasy hair stuck out from behind it. Rabastan was suddenly very aware that the other Death Eaters had gone. They were alone.
Fenrir stepped closer, reached out his own hand. Dirty, long-nailed fingers reached toward Rabastan’s chubby face. Rabastan stood still allowing for one stroke, then pulled away. “We’ve got to find the others. My brother and sister.”
Fenrir followed, grinning.
Song: Days Before You Came by Placebo
Characters: Rabastan Lestrange prettyakwrd and Fenrir Greyback
As a challenge, I gave myself a 250 word limit.
***
In costume, the Death Eaters advanced. They were in black robes and wore grotesque masks. The muggle village burned whilst they danced, screams reaching heaven.
Rabastan removed his mask as he stood over the body of a muggle girl, mad with the lust of it. He had taken her off this earth, but even in death she was beautiful. Pale curls spread out from her head like a blossoming wound. He stroked her hair with his wand, then his fingers.
“Oy, Rabby love, yeh shouldn’t be demasking!”
The gruff voice could belong to no other. Fenrir.
“I wanted to see her,” Rabastan replied quietly. “I wanted her to see me…”
“She ain’t seein’ nothing!” Fenrir said with a laugh.
“She’s beautiful… so beautiful…”
Fenrir cocked his head at Rabastan. “How much firewhiskey did yeh have before we left?”
“Enough!” Rabastan said, laughing himself, too hard. “It’s a party, Fenrir! It’s a bloody masquerade! I’m having fun! Finally! I’m having so much fun!”
“That’s me boy,” Fenrir cooed, stepping closer. “Yeh’re where yeh belong now… yer an animal at heart, ain’t yeh?”
Rabastan stared at Fenrir’s masked face. Long, greasy hair stuck out from behind it. Rabastan was suddenly very aware that the other Death Eaters had gone. They were alone.
Fenrir stepped closer, reached out his own hand. Dirty, long-nailed fingers reached toward Rabastan’s chubby face. Rabastan stood still allowing for one stroke, then pulled away. “We’ve got to find the others. My brother and sister.”
Fenrir followed, grinning.