AN: Written for Camp Potter: Scavenger Hunt :) Also, just keep In mind that we have never written Rodolphus Lestrange before.
Optional prompt: Crashing
Rodolphus stood as imposing and icy as he possibly could, expressing quite the opposite of his blood thirsty wife next to him.
"How's mum and dad?" Bellatrix taunts the one irate kid who looks like he's about to cast an unforgivable curse at her. Not that he would, he'd never have the guts for that. He looks pretty damn close to crashing through all of us and strangling Bella to death.
"Come now, Bella. Be patient," Lucius reprimands smoothly.
The great sod goes on and on about how he plans to take the Prophesy from Harry Potter, leaving not even a little bit of elbow room for spontaneous acts of violence. He's always trying to act like the show-off. The one bossing everyone else around when the Dark Lord isn't around. When in reality every Death Eater here let's Malfoy do the speaking so he can be the one to screw up and have to face the music. Take one for the team, and tell the Dark Lord just what you did and the bigotry you displayed.
I'm fine being the silent and stone faced character. Nothing much has to be said anyways, the plan is to fetch the prophesy and bring it back to the Dark Lord. Currently the Prophesy is sitting in Potter's palm right in front of our faces, but are we allowed to grab a hold of it? Not a chance. The Dark Lord has given Lucius explicit power to tell us what to do on this mission, and personally, I hope we fail.
For Lucius' sake, Rodolphus thinks. The Prophesy needs to break into a million, tiny shards. Then when the Malfoy family falls from the Dark Lord's grace, once again he and Rabastan can have a life of luxury. The Dark Lord will make the Lestrange's his favorite family again. He will restore the Lestrange's family reputation.