Date: 5 June 2005 Characters: Rabastan and Rodolphus Lestrange Location: Old Stone Church Status: Private Summary: Rabastan invites Rodolphus to lunch and a chat about family. Completion: Incomplete
Rodolphus had been in a bit of a frenzy over the last while. His conflicting feelings had made him throw himself into his art even more, although over the last couple days, it had calmed down a bit. He had spent some time arranging all of the haphazard piles in his studio and had started eating again.
Rodolphus had rid himself of the light beard he had grown over the last while and looked at all that he had drawn. Some of them were of his brother, others of strangers created by his imagination, but there were certainly plenty of Gin, her eyes shining with rage. He had put those beneath the rest and after a shower, had realized it was time to meet his brother at the church.
He made his way out of his home and walked to the Old Stone Church, his eyes half burned out by the sunlight. Wincing a bit, Rodolphus walked up to the door of the church and knocked. A small smile came to his lips at the sight of Rabastan.
Seeing his brother scrunching his eyes against the bright sun, caused Rabastan to raise his eyebrows in curiosity. "Hello, Rodolphus. Why do you not cast a charm if sun bothers you? Come inside. The church looks much different from your first visit." The inside of the church had changed in recent months. Roger's crew had completed the installation of the bookcases and cabinetry and the arch between the nave and Rabastan's study and the interior doors were all new.
"I am pleased you were able to come. We're going to eat on the new patio. It is covered, so the light shouldn't bother you." Rabastan walked them through the nave to his study and through the new door that lead outside to the covered patio. Rabastan had gestured to the table laid out at the far end, near the unlit outdoor fireplace. "Have a seat and tell me how you have been. Are the headaches any better now?"
"I suppose I didn't think of it. My mind has been scattered lately."
He stepped inside and his eyes widened a bit in surprise at the sight of all of the changes in the church.
"Yes, it does look quite different. And in a pleasant manner."
Rodolphus smiled.
"I'm starved."
He followed his brother into the study and through the new door that led to the patio. Rodolphus sat down at the table, glad to be out of direct sunlight.
"I suppose they have been better. I haven't really been paying attention. They tend to fade into the background when I'm lost in my art."
"The stone is beautiful now that it has been cleaned. Our business representative, Elizabeth, tells me she met someone who has run libraries in the past. I believe I am going to inquire if the lady is available to assemble the library for me. I have everything organized by subject in the crates, but a professional to shelve it all and create the catalog would be magnificent
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"Could you not guess, Rodolphus? I do not think you were completely oblivious to the real reason I would join as often as I could when you would visit your betrothed or my fondness for a particular quiet blond." Rabastan was worried his brother would be angry with him or hurt. "Please do not hate me for this, Brother. Please."
"It is true, Rodolphus. As much as I truly believe you loved Bella, I love Cissy. She is beyond amazing, Brother. Are you terribly angry with me?" Rabastan hoped his confession would not destroy the bond he had been regrowing with his brother, but he could no more stop loving Cissy than he could stop breathing.
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Rodolphus had rid himself of the light beard he had grown over the last while and looked at all that he had drawn. Some of them were of his brother, others of strangers created by his imagination, but there were certainly plenty of Gin, her eyes shining with rage. He had put those beneath the rest and after a shower, had realized it was time to meet his brother at the church.
He made his way out of his home and walked to the Old Stone Church, his eyes half burned out by the sunlight. Wincing a bit, Rodolphus walked up to the door of the church and knocked. A small smile came to his lips at the sight of Rabastan.
"Hello, brother."
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"I am pleased you were able to come. We're going to eat on the new patio. It is covered, so the light shouldn't bother you." Rabastan walked them through the nave to his study and through the new door that lead outside to the covered patio. Rabastan had gestured to the table laid out at the far end, near the unlit outdoor fireplace. "Have a seat and tell me how you have been. Are the headaches any better now?"
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"I suppose I didn't think of it. My mind has been scattered lately."
He stepped inside and his eyes widened a bit in surprise at the sight of all of the changes in the church.
"Yes, it does look quite different. And in a pleasant manner."
Rodolphus smiled.
"I'm starved."
He followed his brother into the study and through the new door that led to the patio. Rodolphus sat down at the table, glad to be out of direct sunlight.
"I suppose they have been better. I haven't really been paying attention. They tend to fade into the background when I'm lost in my art."
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"Narcissa Malfoy?"
His voice held a fair amount of disbelief.
"Brother, you made a fine jest."
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"No, not overly." He said weakly. "I think, I am more shocked than anything. How long has this been going on?"
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