Study

[pureandstrange]

Ever since this afternoon, when Tamarantha gave him the Idea, Rodolphus has been holed up in his study, not an unusual pasttime. Books are spread out before him, cross referenced with notes, potions ingredients scattered over the pages

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[toujours__noir]

Bellatrix storms into the study, furious.

"Rodolphus. We have been misled."

[pureandstrange]

Rodolphus looks up immediately, distraction turning to into a frown at her words. He stands to move around the desk to her, instinctively seeking consolidation in the face of one of the things they both hate fiercely: betrayal.

"Who?"

[toujours__noir]

She takes his hands, trying to calm herself.

"Narcissa. The little bitch lied to us. There were no rescuers, Narcissa got him out herself. I hexed her. She ran, I think she apparated."

[pureandstrange]

His anger would only be apparent to Bellatrix and Rabastan; to anyone else, his face has hardly changed. But his back has gone rigid, and his hands are more bruising than usual.

He is silent, trying to figure out which issue to address first. "Finish her? ... Does Rabastan know?"