Rodolphus Lestrange. Pure-blood wizard. Death Eater. Former prisoner of Azkaban. Mature themes and trigger warnings. Ships with chemistry. Reposts appreciated.
Rodolphus Lestrange. Pure-blood wizard. Death Eater. Former prisoner of Azkaban. Mature themes and trigger warnings. Ships with chemistry. Reposts appreciated.
furrowing her brows, she felt someone behind her. turning around, she saw @nonlaurus.bsky.social. much to her surprise.
furrowing her brows, she felt someone behind her. turning around, she saw @nonlaurus.bsky.social. much to her surprise.
if she did anything wrong then she’s sorry. very much so.
if she did anything wrong then she’s sorry. very much so.
“marriage can solve that i guess. for some.” she said, knowing it didn’t work out for her.
“marriage can solve that i guess. for some.” she said, knowing it didn’t work out for her.
“Your brother is already considering husbands for them. But they’re concerned for andromeda, apparently she’s been making questionable friends.”
“how are the girls doing? and druella?” she was rather curious since she always assumed druella was too harsh for her brother.
“marriage can solve that i guess. for some.” she said, knowing it didn’t work out for her.
“how are the girls doing? and druella?” she was rather curious since she always assumed druella was too harsh for her brother.
“you did my hair on my wedding day. you made sure to tease it nicely.” she complimented with a smile.
“how are the girls doing? and druella?” she was rather curious since she always assumed druella was too harsh for her brother.
“you did my hair on my wedding day. you made sure to tease it nicely.” she complimented with a smile.
“you did my hair on my wedding day. you made sure to tease it nicely.” she complimented with a smile.
“you know how much i loved her…” she said, taking her mother’s hands in hers. “thank you…”
“you know how much i loved her…” she said, taking her mother’s hands in hers. “thank you…”
“But I think we can do something better. How about a French braid, with your grandmother’s coronet?”
“you know how much i loved her…” she said, taking her mother’s hands in hers. “thank you…”
“i wish you could stay with me but… your father got everything and i got a roof over my head.”
“i wish you could stay with me but… your father got everything and i got a roof over my head.”