Week 2 of the Ship Til You Drop Competition - Rabastan/Andromeda
Rabastan was tired of all the pressure that his brother had put upon him. It was Rodolphus' wedding with Bellatrix Black- or rather, Lestrange. The wedding was strictly Pureblood and traditional, only held for official purposes. He would have left the uninteresting event if not for his twin. He sat down dejectedly, a fancy silver goblet that bore the Lestrange family crest on his hands.
He wished not to be like his brother, arrange in a loveless marriage. For him, it defied the purpose of life itself. He did not want to be like the usual Pureblood family. He would run away if he ever found a girl that he would love, away from the Pureblood craze his family lived for.
Andromeda.
Andromeda was a lot like Rabastan. Pureblood, yet against all the supremacy. Their families wouldn't oppose if they were to be married, but the pair wanted to be free of all their choking clutches. The couple had planned on a great escape someday when they're ready to let go of all of it. They will purchase a house beside the sea, have a small family living peacefully and maybe own a dog and a family Owl. They need not to be wealthy- they were perfectly fine with having each other.
Rabastan wade his way around the ballroom in search of his lovely maiden. When he spotted Andromeda talking to one pedophilic uncle of his, he grasped her wrist and whispered. "It's time to go."
Andromeda's eyes twinkled with recognition and the pair immediately made their way out of the ballroom, away from a life they don't want to live the rest of their lives in.