#rabastan & interactions
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When: Firefly Festival Where: Drinking Garden (After dark) Who: Narcissa & Rabastan @r-lestrxnge
An acquaintance of her father had approached her when she had a moment alone. He had been asking her questions about her father's business, questions that Narcissa didn't have the answers to because she had never paid her father's business any mind, and why would she, she was Narcissa Black, but it made for a very awkward interaction. She didn't like awkward encounters with anybody, especially people she didn't know, but she knew that if her mother could see her she would be rather disappointed.
Out of the corner of her eye, she saw a familiar figure making his way towards her. Relief filled her, and she smiled apologetically at the man and said her goodbyes, and walked to meet Rabastan. "Rabastan!" She exclaimed, smiling as she leaned over to kiss her brother-in-law's cheek. "I'm so glad that you are here. That man is something or other to my father, but I've never met him and he was rather awkward. Thank you for saving me."
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Starter for: @r-lestrcnge Location: A corridor away from the gala
Growing up in the Pureblood community meant one thing; you grew up visiting a lot of parties and gala's. And Val's limit on enjoying a gala like this from the Ministry was very, very low. But she was expected to show from her father.
So instead of moving around the busy Atrium, she had stolen a bottle of champagne at the catering and had found Rabastan to make sure that it would be empty by the end of the night and the company was pleasant too.
"Do you think we will ever be able to get out from under our parents' influence when it comes to these stupid things and just decide by ourselves if we want to attend these gala's or not?"
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Starter for: @rxxlestrange Location: A muggle nightclub
It wasn't the first time that they had met at a nightclub. It was how they had met the first time around. Not that they made it a ritual of meeting here but from time to time, Marlene just needed it. She needed to forget everything that had happened with her brother. And unfortunately for her, she had searched her refuge in alcohol and party.
With a glass of champagne in her hand, Marlene leaned against the bar as she looked at her company. A rather unexpected person to be in her company, Marlene knew that but she enjoyed herself around him.
"I know we are in a muggle nightclub but can you at least try and pretend like you want to be here?"
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closed starter for @wvsteria || Thea x Rabastan
"Little Dorothea Hughes." Rabastan took a drag from his cigarette. Rabastan was always the quieter of the two brothers. Silent but deadily. He was the calculating one and spent most of his time in the library but of course one of the most well known Death Eaters.
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Alastor was feeling very uncomfortable, and he was glad to see that the party was beginning to thin out. It seemed the only ones left were family and close friends. That being said, however, he was still uncomfortable, knowing what was hidden under the sleeves of most of the people in the room. He'd never let his discomfort show, however, especially since he was here doing a job.
With the majority of people leaving, Alastor went to look for the groom, hoping he could be relieved of his duties and let the other aurors go home for the night. After searching for a few minutes, he sighed and tapped the nearest person on the shoulder. "Excuse me, I don't suppose you've seen the groom around, have you?" @r-lestrxnge
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"don't touch me !" she pulls her arm from him after he grabs her -- but she doesn't move as he continues to talk. she rolls her eyes. "send someone to the hospital wing ? there's only so many times you can tell me you didn't mean to before i stop believing you, rabastan." it doesn't help to add to the rumors that there's something going on between her and ted tonks. a rumor she doesn't need anyone in her family knowing about. she can't have her family find out that she has any kind of interaction with someone that they deem as lesser because of their blood status. ted tonks was a good person.
her breath audibly hitches when he takes a step toward her, though her body is screaming to take a step back -- she doesn't. her gaze is brought up to his, and the tears in her eyes are evident, searching his face. she finds herself melting slightly into the gentle kiss he places on her lips, her hand coming up to grasp at his wrist. "there is no competition," she breathes, long fingers brushing against his wrist as her eyes open up to look at him once more. she's not sure if she's trying to convince him or convince herself -- but he pulls her in so easily, it's hard to even think of there being any kind of competition for her affections. "tonks is nothing but someone i've been forced to be paired up with for an assignment, and if that's what all of this was about, then you're foolish." she tilts her head to rest her forehead against his, swallowing thickly at his words and she sighs. "don't say that if you don't mean it."
@dcmoniism x
#i love you & it's ruining my life || rabastan x andromeda { dcmoniism }#{ interaction: andromeda black }#dcmoniism#{ queue }
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@mischiefxmuses (rabastan lestrange)
Of course he wouldn't even manage to be free from death eaters in this place. It couldn't even be said that Rabastan was a lesser evil... he had always been one of the most devout, one that needed careful watching. "Aren't you supposed to be in azkaban with the rest?" The only way to deal with him would be to go head on, rather than trying to avoid him. Severus knew that would only cause more problems down the road.
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Starter for: Cressida Malfoy & Rabastan Lestrange ( @r-lestrcnge ) Location: Formal gathering at the Ministry
For the entire night, Cressida had been bothered by a bit older employee from the Ministry. A man who could not take a hint because she had been trying to get rid of him for a majority of the evening now. He was clingy and he was showing way too much interest in her and the blonde just wanted to get out of there. She wanted to get out early, telling her parents that she was returning home early, so she could sneak over to Tib's place instead. But so far... That was not going to happen.
Cressida nodded slowly as if she was listening to what the man was telling her, when her eyes caught a familiar appearance near her. Rabastan Lestrange. Someone who she had been once so familiar with but only was acquainted with now. But the look in her eyes said enough when she finally caught his attention; please help me.
#cressida | interactions.#cressida | interactions | rabastan lestrange.#cressida | rabastan lestrange 001.#rlestrcnge
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When: Early Evening Where: The Hog's Head Inn Who: Regulus & @r-lestrxnge
Regulus didn't often find himself out in public, and it was even more rare for him to be alone. However he felt as though he was starting to go mad within the walls of Grimmauld Place and decided he needed to get out. Even if it was just for one drink. There weren't many places he could think of to go, The Leaky Cauldron and The Three Broomsticks were both far too public. Anywhere in Knockturn Alley would surely get him hexed, or possibly even killed. But there was one place he could rely on that was known as a place for people who didn't want to be seen.
And so, Regulus found himself pushing open the door to The Hog's Head. His eyes did a quick scan of the room, looking to see if there was anybody recognizable. The three other patrons looked to be strangers, so he felt himself relax slightly as he found a seat at the bar. Aberforth placed a mug down in front of him, knowing that Regulus came here once every few weeks for a firewhiskey. It seemed like it was going to be a nice and calm night. But the door opened again, and he instinctually turned to see who was entering. Making direct eye contact with Rabastan Lestrange, he felt his eyes widen suddenly as he turned back around, hoping that Rabastan hadn't noticed him.
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rabastan lestrange ( @cxpectopatronum ) said: ��� oh, so now you care? ❜
– Por supuesto que me importa, podrías haberlo arruinado –espetó, señalando el artefacto que ambos habían estado mirando en el Departamento de Misterios. Yvette estaba segura de que Lestrange había hecho algo que podía arruinarlo.
#☽. 𝐲𝐯𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞 𝐥𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐬𝐪𝐮𝐞 – it was all by desing ; 'cause i'm a mastermind / interaction.#☽. int: yvette & rabastan.#cxpectopatronum
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The fact that Sirius would use his animagus form in Azkaban is slightly hilarious to me, because like, did any of the other prisoners notice that there was occasionally a dog in his cell? I have no idea what the layout is or if the prisoners ever see each other (side-note, how are they fed? Do Dementors deliver meals? Do human guards come up for a bit with a Patronus to give them food? Is there a cafeteria where Sirius has to decide if he’ll sit with people he spent a war fighting against or does he sit alone because all non-Death Eaters think he’s guilty? Dying to know if Sirius and the Death Eaters would have to spend about an hour every day pretending they’re all civil with each other even though everyone clearly remembers Sirius nearly killing half of them because they have no other options really), but I always pictured Azkaban with cells that are in close proximity to each other, if only because it feels like the Ministry would make the prisoners watch each other be driven insane by the Dementors, further decaying the others’ minds, so like, surely someone saw the dog. If so, it leads to the interaction of “Black, you’re an animagus?! When? You’re barely in your twenties and there was a war, when did you have the time? Also, you’re not on the registry, that’s definitely illegal.” “What are they gonna do, throw me in Azkaban? I’m already here. Also, maybe you all couldn’t become an animagus in your teens, but I could.”
dude sirius in azkaban is such a huge Problem for me because we have absolutely no information about it other than it makes u lose ur whole mind and ok, on one hand i get why that is (to create such a fantastical, over the top image of this horrible, terrible place without going into mind details) but also. also!!! i just want all the mundane details ykno? everything you mentioned, i wanna know. it’s annoying.
i do think, perhaps bc of the movies, that maybe all the cells are just beside each other? like azkaban is a cliff, yeah? so the cells form a circle, all facing outward? in that case, they probably would’ve never seen sirius, esp if the place was all dark and shadow-y and stuff. and i can’t imagine someone finding out and not doing something about it? like idk what they *can* do but,,,just letting it be seems…weird. of course, it’s also entirely possible that most people inside *have* gone insane so it doesn’t even matter that they’re seeing a dog where there should be a person.
all of that aside, however, it is downright hilarious assuming all the occupants of azkaban having to socialise together for an hour when they get their designated ‘sun time’ in a day. they *have* to play nice, or else. and it’s even funnier when u picture the post-first war pureblood crowd in close proximity with all the criminals. low-key imagining bella, the lestranges, sirius, and everyone else sitting in a circle, drinking tea with their pinkies up and bodies stiffly held and barely concealed sneer on their face. ‘nice weather we’re having today, yes?’ ‘exceptional, exceptional’
and them finding out sirius is an animagus!!! it has so much potential for hilarity.
‘black, there was a dog in your cell yesterday.’
‘no, there wasn’t.’
‘i literally saw—‘ ‘—no you didn’t’
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‘black, i know sanity’s the first to go in azkaban and eyesight the second, but i know for a fact i saw you turning into a huge fuckoff dog yesterday so. spill. what was that about?’
‘oh nothing, just you know, i’m an animagus.’
‘you’re a WHAT???’
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‘when did you get the time?’
‘just because you’re an incompetent troll, rudy, doesn’t mean we all are.’
‘no, seriously, you’re like. a child. you’ve been in azkaban for years. how—when—‘
‘i’m just that good.’
#sirius black#azkaban#ok this is very random but i just. imagined rabastan as a middle aged dad? for some reason?#he’s the one saying exceptional exceptional#don’t ask me to elaborate on this i will not be able to#lowkey wanna do a series of ficlets on this now ngl#where it’s just all the inmates of azkaban having to interact with each other#like. reality tv style#dude it’ll be so hilarious can u even imagine?#pen’s notes#pen’s asks
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Where: Rabastan's townhouse, London Who: Narcissa & Rabastan @r-lestrxnge
Narcissa couldn't get Andromeda out of her mind since her run in with her yesterday. Why had she sat down with Andromeda? She knew better that no good would come from indulging in Andromeda's attempts to bridge that gap. It had been a moment of weakness, she told herself, and then Bellatrix had come in and everything got worse. Bellatrix was unforgiving. What if she had managed to ruin that relationship too? Narcissa was tired of losing people. She was tired of feeling like this.
She didn't know what had brought her to Rabastan's home, but she just...hoped that she was making the right choice. She knew that he wasn't expecting her, she should have sent him a message but she had needed to get out of her home and Rabastan's townhouse had seemed like a good place to go. She hoped he would understand.
Standing in his sitting room, she waited while his elf went to get him. Glancing up when she heard him walk into the room, she offered him a small smile. "I should have owled ahead, I'm sorry for disrupting you. I hope you weren't terribly busy."
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It wasn’t a situation that happened a lot to Val. She was used to working behind the scenes and not like this. But she was happy with the change in pace. It was a way of letting go of her frustrations about everything. The anger towards her parents, the frustration of becoming an outcast it seemed. The poor man was the one at the end of that frustration. Poison was usually her pick in weapon but her wand was a good pick of choice right now.
Val was happy with the fact that she got to do this together with Rabastan. Someone she trusted, someone who could be just as conflicted as her. The man tied to the chair was currently a subject in the background, as she spoke to her friend. “He doesn’t seem to be breaking anytime soon. Why is it again that they thought he would be a good one to have as a safe house?”
#interactions.#interactions | rabastan lestrange.#rabastan lestrange 004.#rlestrcnge#as promised finally!
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@mischiefxmuses | Draco & Rabastan.
It had been some time since Draco last saw Rabastan -- and that had been when Rabastan announced that he would be proposing to Draco's mother. Admittedly, he wasn't too worried about it, knowing that the other would take treat Narcissa well. Still, he was trying to limit his personal involvement with the Death Eaters. "Rabastan," He nods at the other, "Have you proposed to my mum yet?"
#( * character interactions: draco malfoy. )#( * draco malfoy ; rabastan lestrange. )#mischiefxmuses#death eaters mention tw
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hwevent16: closed starter for @papcrrings (Xeno x Rabastan)
Prompt: Gelatinous Cube
Rabastan didn't like being caught unaware. He always planned everything, in great detail and made sure he knew what was going on. It was why he was the Dark Lord's number one. But now walking through the seemingly endless maze, no sign of Cissy or Draco. Just walking around until he nearly ran into Xeno. "Careful." He said simply.
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@rxxlestrange
Ivy glanced around, desperate. She occasionally still helped at the Hog's Head when Aberforth reached out to her. He only asked when he had no other choice, and Ivy very rarely said no, needing the money to support herself and Pansy. The problem was that she couldn't find somebody to babysit and ended up taking the child to work with her. However, as the baby crawled across the dirty floor behind the bar, Ivy caught a whiff of something pungent. She needed to find someone to watch the bar for her for just a minute so she could tend to Pansy.
Rabastan Lestrange entered the bar at the perfect time, and Ivy felt herself relax slightly. "Rab, you have no idea how excited I am to see you!" She greeted with an unreasonably large grin on her face. "If you can do me a favour and just stand here behind the bar for like two minutes, and tell people to wait until I get back, I'll give you free drinks for the rest of the day." She fluttered her eyelashes, trying to look sweet with a pout on her lips. "Pretty please?"
#ivy parkinson [interactions]#rabastan | 001#hope this works for you!!#lmk if you want me to change anything
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