#4 - Rodolphus/Draco
[Forever is a long time, but I wouldn't mind spending it by your side.]
Draco had always held a soft spot for his marital uncle. Rodolphus was tall and limber, with long hair, the shade of the shiniest ebony, and a dusting of dark stubble, which suited him immaculately.
At night he struggled with strange, sexual dreams that included his aunt's husband. He always woke up frustrated and confused, sweat cascading down his spine, his blonde hair raked back with his fingernails.
Secretly, he longed to open up to Rodolphus; confess his flustered thoughts to him and hope, desperately hope that he felt the same way.
But Rodolphus had Bellatrix, so his efforts would be all in vain.