A/N: The fifth drabble to ThatPandaYouKnow
It was in the House of Black, the house he had spent his childhood in, that Rabastan suddenly felt like that child who had lived there.
It was there, when he thought about what had happened, that he regretted all of it. And it helped, the regret was much easier to cope than letting go.
He didn't understand, and still he did.
He couldn't understand how it had ever come to this, how they had ever let it end like this.
He was married now, Rodolphus. He had followed their mothers wish, had made a respectful pureblood marriage.
Rabastan was proud of him. He had did what he himself had been too scared of, but he couldn't handle it. He couldn't get it into his head that Rodolphus wasn't his anymore. Just to top it, he was his cousins.
PrettyFunnyCousinBellatrix.
"We can't do this anymore Rab"
The words ran as an echo in his head. echoechoecho.
"We can't get caught. It's too risky. You have to let go. I'm married now"
Rabastan didn't hear the words. stabstabstabstabstab. No words, just stab.
He heard the laughter from the party downstairs. HighpitchedBellchimeHeartwre ckingBellatrix laugh.
He couldn't take it anymore, he couldn't let go.
Neverneverneverneverletgo. He had promised. Rod had promised it would last forever, and it would.
Won't let go!