Author's Note: I've had a feeling that Rabastan was more than anyone ever suspected for a long time. I mean, he seems to go along swimmingly with everything his sister-in-law commands, but who's to say he doesn't have second thoughts or bitterness about it?
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Rabastan Lestrange
Rabastan watches them, he follows with his eyes as his brother and his wife kiss passionately in the dark corner, using more nails and teeth than normal couples would, and soliciting more pain and hisses. He pretends not to notice, however, and he continues skimming the book he holds in his hand, taking care to look bored.
He has an interest for books, oddly enough. Rabastan is like his brother in many respects –a great hunger for violence, dark lusts, and shockingly sadistic. But while his brother is the one everyone sees, no one pays much attention to Rabastan.
It will always be "Rodolphus and Bellatrix" when the Lestranges are remembered, and even then, mainly Bellatrix. Sometimes Rabastan wonders how Bellatrix could have been born a Black; she has all the characteristics and lusts of a Lestrange…it's too bad she will never pass them down.
It doesn't take even a fool to see it, that as the noble and most ancient House of Black will fall after this generation, the House of Lestrange is soon to follow as well. No children will be born from his brother's marriage, Bellatrix has probably made sure of that. And when the bloodline of the Lestranges end, it will be her who will be remembered far more than either Rodolphus or his brother.
Rabastan sighs, picking the fallen book from the dusty ground. He takes care, as always, to look indifferent.
But that does not change his thoughts.
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Author's Note: As always, I'd totally love a review! And I'm thinking about doing Yaxley next, but you know how I might change about these things…