Birthday Challenge at His Most Faithful Forum featuring lots of alliterations. This hundred word drabble includes some more Rodolphus angst.
The slithering, stifling, shadows slid over the cool confines of the cushioned couch as Rodolphus closed his bright, breathtaking, blue eyes. He wanted to ignore the tight traumatising tremor that engulfed his muscular mass.
He could not.
Bellatrix has been missing for hours. He knew where she was. She had told him she was visiting their Lord. He was not a simpering simpleton. One night in her Lord's presence by itself was one thing, but multiple nights a week!
It was a chilling conclusion.
His lips tightened.
He would keep silent.
There was no alternative.
His eye lids closed again.