Well, well, well.

I must admit I had no idea Sirius Black had been hired to do the fireworks show at my sister's tea party. [ sarcastic sneer ] I daresay he fucked that one up. Then again... I reckon that's Sirius for you-- an all around fuck-up. But really, we're all quite fucked up in the Dark Circle. They wouldn't have it any other way. So at least he's got balls, I guess. 

Interesting photographs we have of Sirius tied up in ropes behind the ballroom though. Rather... fetish-looking, if you ask me. [ chuckle ] Knew the magical camera I bought Becca for her birthday would be a good investment somehow. I'm sure we'll now have provided entertainment for many a dreary Common Room evening. In fact, the poloroids might even be announcement board material, should our prefects not object...

Speaking of dreary Common Room evenings, I took the oppurtunity and stocked up on more cigars, despite whatever Bellatrix cares to think of a smoking habit. We all know you only condemn it because you wish you could get away with it yourself, love. To be honest, I'll be blasted if she's not a closet smoker already. [ grin ] But enough with Bella... [ clears throat ]

What's this about apparation lessons? Ah, you poor, lowly, 6th year fools. I already know how to apparate and disapparate, so be very jealous. [ smile ] So let's review here-- I posess photographs of Sirius Black tied up helplessly in ropes. I just got myself a bloody crapload of premium cigars. Annnd I can appear and disappear at will as well?

Life is so easy.


+Rodolphus

"I knew she wouldn't find the cigar attractive," Lucius said smugly, shuffling absentmindedly through his deck of exploding snap. "The only time Bella abides smoking is when she does it herself. Have fun with the boxers, mate."
"Oh, I will," Rod's dark flint-gray eyes glinted. "I believe the terms were to take a turn around the ballroom wearing your Dark Mark boxers. Oh, I'll wear them, Malfoy."

Lucius raised his eyebrows suspiciously and Marco shrugged as if to say "Who knows?", but Rodolphus ignored them and focused his attention around the train compartment instead. Bellatrix and Scarlett seemed to be deep in conversation, as usual. Rebecca looked ready to explode with excitement. And suddenly, the state-of-the-art train came to an abrupt stop and the compartment went dim.

They all crowded around the window to be greeted by the looming structural architecture of the Warlock Harlington Meridian Hotel. Madame Lestrange stood on the wide platform, waving enthusiastically. "There's mum," Becca pointed out sheepishly and the girls all flustered around, collecting their purses and robes as the priviledged teenagers prepared to disembark.

"Wait a minute," Rod stopped. They paused to look at him. "I almost forgot..." with a flourish he pulled the now famous Dark Mark boxers out and to much amusement, he pinned it carefully to his shirt lapels. "Got to sholw it off, right?" Rodolphus winked smoothly. "If you thought, I'd be wearing these underneath my pants, Lucius, well that's just a bit disgusting."

"ARRAAGH!" Rodolphus awakened at dawn in his four-poster with some hairy, fuzzy, wild creature suffocating him. He shoved the thing off of his face and bolted upright, grabbing his wand off of the nightstand, disentangling himself from the sheets and springing out of bed. "Lucius! Wake up now!" he commanded, pointing his wand steadily in the direction of his pillow. "There's something--"

A sniffly white rabbit nose chose to emerge from under the comforter at that moment. Rod cursed, lowering his wand.

Malfoy yawned from his bed across the double room the two of them shared, having already been awakened by the ruckus and treated Rodolphus to a lazy applause. "Nice work there, Amazon warrior."

"Get that little shit out of our dormitory, Malfoy!" Rod roared as the rabbit calmly hopped across his mattress.

"Relax, mate, we really don't need it for much longer anyway. Just until tonight. And it's not my bloody fault that the girl of your wet-dreams won't keep it in her room." He clamored out of bed and retrieved the rabbit, stroking it's white fur indignantly. "Besides, the "little shit" has a name, you know-- it's Clover."

The seventh year boy pressed his temples in frustration, looking skeptical. "Clover..."

"Yes, and she's actually very clean. I may keep her permanently, so you might as well get used to the wake-up calls, Rodolphus," he raised his chin, ready to be challenged.

"Well, Clover happens to be a rodent and rodents, as a general rule, are liable to carry germs and bacterium... You know what, don't take me for a fool, Lucius, I know that's not for any sodding talent show so tell me just exactly what kind of wormdung you and Bellatrix are trying to pull here because-- Are you wearing Dark Mark boxers?!"

Lucius looked down sheepishly at his skull and serpent emblazoned underwear, "Err, you know my Mum's really enthusiastic about this whole Revolution stuff... and it's kind of a good luck thing, you know like..."

"Nevermind, nevermind, forget I asked," he growled and dove back into bed, burying his head in the now rabbit-contaminated pillows, eager to catch a few more Z's before breakfast. Rod and Lucius had a long and difficult day of grueling Quiditch practice ahead of them. Thinking of the so-called cocktail party, he realized... they would have to be expecting an even longer and more difficult night to follow. Perhaps he needed some lucky Dark Mark boxers himself...

Rodolphus circled the Quidditch pitch on his expensive broomstick, doing lazy figure eights around the goals, getting used to the dimensions of the field again. For years, flying had been his escape. Rod dropped several feet in the air, hovering carefully... escape... escape from what? His thoughts blurred together in a heavy string. He pulled his Comet upwards, heading straight up into the clouds in a sort of corkscrew motion, a move taught to him by older brother Rabastian.

Rod admired his brother, but at the same time there was sort of an iciness between them, a threat of competition taken too far. Rabastan was a force to be reckoned wit--, strong, determined, and straightforward. Very straightforward, and somehow Rodolphus knew his straightforwardness would one day be is undoing. Through looking up to his brother, Rod shaped himself to be better, more resilient, less on-the-surface. He always kept a second agenda and a hidden, sharpened wit, ready to strike out at many an unexpected time. Rod was cunning and ambitious. His cutting intellect was matched only by his rationale.

And thus, after seventeen and a half years, he was a perfected, polished version of his elder brother. Rabastian's mistakes would be his example. His life would be an effortless, uphill road, nothing could hold him back from success and prestige. Except... Rodolphus Vader Lestrange had one weak spot, one very big weak spot. And everybody knew it. Bellatrix Black.

The girl was a piece of work. Like no other. After all their years of shared childhood, she had made his heart the mangled, patchwork mess that it was today. And still, he couldn't get enough of her. Rod landed his broom lightly in the dewy morning grass, staring up at the towers and turrets of Hogwarts Castle before him. One more year and then he would meet his destiny, begin his legacy. He would be one of the biggest names in the next regime of the wizarding world. Six years he'd spent within these looming stone walls and as Rod stood on the threshold to his very last year at Hogwarts, he vowed to do one thing.

He would make Bella his. For real. Rodolphus didn't need any weak spots, that was for sure. One year left. And then-- escape.

[ooc: I'm going to go ahead and fill in some names because we really need to get these teams sorted out soon so we can actually have games. If you want a different position or you don't want to be on here, just drop me an ooc. And if I didn't put your name down but you want your character to play, let me know. Thanks. ]

Quidditch Try-Outs, I'm Slytherin Captain so sign up here. We currently have Seeker, Chaser, and Beater positions available.


Keeper - Rodolphus Lestrange, 7th year

Seeker -

Chaser - Lucius Malfoy, 6th year

Chaser -

Chaser - Rebecca Lestrange, 5th year

Beater - Regulus Black, 5th year

Beater -

+Rod