Hello, it's me again! This is just a random oneshot of my favorite incest pairing: Rodolphus/Rabastan. It does have slash (boy/boy) and incest, so if you don't like it, don't read it. :)
Disclaimer: I am not J.K. Rowling (even if I do have blonde hair) and therefore do not own Harry Potter. :(
That said, on with the slashy goodness!
Stargazing
The night was cool, dark, and quiet-perfect for stargazing, Rabastan thought as he leaned on the edge of the Astronomy Tower. The third year heard the approaching footsteps long before his brother appeared beside him, his long dark hair perfectly groomed, as always. "Rodolphus." Rabastan greeted the seventh year. "What brings you up here?"
"I could ask you the same thing, brother. I thought you hated stargazing." Rodolphus replied casually. Rabastan glanced sideways at his brother, noting how the glimmer of the stars was reflected in the seventh year's dark eyes as he did so.
"I never said I was up here to stargaze." Rabastan countered at last, turning his gaze from the heavens to his brother once again. A little thrill of desire raced through him as his eyes met Rodolphus'-the third year hastily glanced away, praying that his brother didn't know about his forbidden feelings.
"Yes, but what else could you be up here for? The Astronomy Tower is a place for lovers and stargazers. As you are obviously here by yourself, your purpose for being here cannot be the former." Rodolphus murmured, turning back to the stars as Rabastan stared at him.
"Ah, but I'm not alone now, am I?" The third year whispered softly, his long fingers creeping silently closer to his brother's arm even as a tiny voice inside his head screamed at him to stop.
"Oh, n-no, I suppose not. But we're not exactly lovers, now are we?" Rodolphus laughed softly, grinning up at the stars that he still refused to look away from.
"Dolphus…" Rabastan trailed off, his hand now resting firmly on his brother's arm. Rodolphus, hearing the badly hidden plea in the third year's voice, turned to his brother, an unspoken question in his eyes. "Kiss me." Rabastan whispered, his eyes pleading.
Rodolphus drew in a shaky breath, his heart pounding, as he whispered, "How could you possibly have known what I was thinking about?" Rabastan's hazel eyes were full of nervous excitement as Rodolphus leaned forward. Their lips met softly, one of Rodolphus' arms wrapping around his brother as they kissed. The third year sighed into the kiss, closing his eyes slowly as his brother wrapped his other arm around him.
"Dolphus…" The third year sighed for the second time that evening; there was no pleading in his voice now-only a quiet kind of contentment as Rodolphus leaned forward again. This time Rabastan pulled back first, smiling slightly as his light hazel eyes met his brother's darker brown ones. "This isn't going to stay a secret, is it?"
"Probably not." Rodolphus admitted, returning his brother's smile.
"Incest is practically tradition in the good families." Rabastan replied softly, unwittingly quoting one of their father's lectures from the summer before.
"I guess it's a good thing that we come from a good family, then." Rodolphus murmured, turning his gaze back to the stars. The two fell silent, their arms still touching slightly as they watched the stars.
It was Rabastan who finally broke the silence. "You know, Dolphus; I think I'm beginning to like stargazing."