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Dorcas waited patiently at the bottom of the stairs. The creaking of the springs in her lush mattress had stopped and yet there was no sound of Aurora heading down the landing and descending the stairs. Actually things were rather quite and Dorcas hesitated. She didn't want to be roped in to a game of hide-and-seek with the Lestrange girl. She wanted to just relax, spend her time stuffing herself with wine and chocolate. She was intending on a quiet weekend, nice and relaxed - hell, she was even going to lay off on annoying Dorian this weekend! "Aurora! Come down now, it's time to go home." There was still no response and Dorcas sighed. She was going to have to drag the brat out of her home at this rate and once Aurora was out she wanted to set Rodolphus' arse on fire. He wanted to complain about a couple of boils? Well they could be the least of his sodding worries. "Aurora! Now!" She called as stepped onto the first stair. "Rodolphus, come get your kid." She called towards the kitchen before heading up the stairs. Perhaps if she and Rodolphus was up there, Aurora would stop all this larking around.

At the top of the stairs Dorcas' training kicked in. She listened out for the small child and headed for her bedroom. She'd not heard Aurora leave the main bedroom so presumed she was still in there, somewhere. As she reached the door she saw it was ajar and so pushed it gently. "Aurora?" She said softly. "Where are you, kiddo?" The sheets on the bed were crumpled up, the pillows askew and the duvet was half on the floor. Aurora had certainly been having fun while she'd been up here but it was time for her to head home and never, ever return.


Tag: Rodolphus Adalrich Lestrange
Words: 306
Notes: <3
Outfit: Home early

It was amusing to watch Rodolphus struggle. He was such a pampered little prince and it showed in the way he acted and the way he treated people. Dorcas liked to tell him 'no' and actually mean it from time to time. He usually went through the five stages of grief. He'd deny her rejection and try again until he got the message. Then he'd get frustrated at her for putting his foot down. She rather enjoyed when he tried bargaining with her, trying to trade off a bit of fun and pleasure and let her get back to whatever she was doing after. He even promised to be quick which quite frankly he never was. Dorcas was fairly certain that Rodolphus had zero understanding of the word 'quick'. Occasionally she'd give in at the bargaining stage, it could be worth her while from time to time but more often than not she'd let him get mopey about not having his play thing for the night and he'd accept that and either hang around, irritating her, or he'd go off to find some other play mate for the evening. Either way it was fun to be one of the only people in his life that could tell him 'no', she really had no idea why so many were terrified of him. He was a tit.

"Eh," She said shrugging her shoulders, "Not really. Pretty much just handed himself over once he saw me. Guy was practically in awe of me. I'm incredible, don't you know?" Well the truth was the guy was dumb. Seriously dumb. He didn't have his wand on him and he pretty much just handed himself over. He was older now and not as spry as he had once been. He couldn't take her on in a fight, not when she had her wand pointed at him and he had nothing, including no way of escape. "Now if you've stopped overreacting like a little bitch it's time take your daughter absolutely anywhere but here." They could talk about what he'd said before at another time. He knew she was home so no doubt he'd be around pestering her for some fun or at least giving her news on this supposed recommendation.


Tag: Rodolphus Adalrich Lestrange
Words: 374
Notes: <3
Outfit: Home early

What the hell? She thought as she was hugged by the small child. What the Hell? She thought at the child suggested hide and seek then ran off. What the HELL!?! She thought as Rodolphus spoke like the true arsehole that he was. What was she doing here?! She fucking LIVED here! What in the fuck did he think she was doing here?! Was she missing something?! Had she moved since she'd been away? No! No she'd bloody not, so why in the fuck was he talking to her in such an accusatory tone!? Had she done something wrong? No! He was in the sodding wrong! He was bringing his daughter to her home while he thought she was away! How often did he do that? Was it a regular thing? What in the fuck!? "Me!?" She shouted across the distance of the dining room. "Are you thick? I live here you fucking, wank. What in the hell are you doing here ... and with her!?" Dorcas waved her wand. The wine and chocolate starting to clear itself from h er floor, "Get her the hell out of here." She said, her tone suggesting that this was a warning, which it kind of was. If he didn't get his precious little Princess out of her home then she was going to hex him the fuck in the face. Dorcas knew that was going to be easier said than done, she had seen how relentless Aurora was when she wanted something, but that was Rodolphus' problem. There was no way he should have brought her here in the first place.


Tag: Rodolphus Adalrich Lestrange
Words: 268
Notes: <3
Outfit: Home early

There was nothing like getting home after a mission away. It had only been a couple of days in Belgium after having tracked Sergio to a remote little village in the beautiful country. Dorcas had expected to have been gone a week or so but it appeared that mass murderer Sergio Moretti was not as bright as once thought. The Durmstrang alum had been residing in Wales for the last fifteen years. He'd been brought in for small crime after small crime until it had escalated. For three years she'd been trying to track him. She got word that he'd been seen travelling through France, heading towards Belgium. She was given the tip by a reliable source and so she'd played the game of bureaucracy to get permission to get into Belgium. Thank Merlin he'd gone there instead of staying in France, the French were bloody annoying to deal with and their process was a hell of a lot more difficult. Belgium were a hell of a lot easier to deal with and while she was there she may have taken a little time for herself to get some Belgium Chocolate to bring back.

Dorcas poured herself a glass of wine she'd brought back. The thought that she'd only gotten this because a man had killed seventeen people, both muggles and magicals alike didn't even remotely bother Dorcas. She had made a mental note to got to Belgium for an actual weekend. Roddy hadn't kidnapped her and taken her there yet so maybe the next time she took time from work she'd get Tersha on board and they could just head to Belgium for the week. Wine, beer, chips, waffles, chocolate. Okay, so Ger-bear probably needed to come too. She needed to let loose more often. Could she tell Dumbledore she was sick and take a week off? School had only just gone back, she probably would have to wait a couple of months before she could play the sick card. Well she needed to do more than just pine after hot guys. She needed to actually make a move on someone. Just so long as it wasn't Julian. That stupid sod could bugger off. She'd willingly recommend that he crawl back under the rock he'd escaped from but she had a little more respect for Dorian than to suggest that. Also Ariel should probably have her other uncle around and River wouldn't have been too happy about her brother being spoken to like that. Still, no sexy times for Geralina and Julian. She could do a hell of a lot better. They were definitely in need of a night out soon, before their little get away that she'd definitely make them take with her. They could head to that club on Whimsic Alley and find Geralina someone hot for the night. Not Hot Bar Guy though, Dorcas had her sights set on him. One day. If she didn't get distracted.

Grabbing her chocolate and wine Dorcas made her way to the far end of the house to her living room. She sat herself down on the cream sofa and leant back into her corner, chewing on the chocolate she'd shoved into her mouth on her way through the house. he wasn't supposed to be back until Wednesday but dear ol' Sergio had stayed in one place for far too long, getting comfortable and making it easy to track him down. Rumour was he was making his way through to Italy but his sister lived in Belgium with her husband and small family and Sergio had made the mistake of staying there and for far longer than he should have. Honestly, he'd escaped her for over three years and this was how he was caught? It seemed ridiculous. Even that dum-dum Rabastan would have been able to have caught Sergio in Belgium and he was crap at his job. Dumbarse couldn't even do his job and protect that stupid minister .... as if he wasn't in on her death, she thought, chuckling a little to herself.



Tag: Rodolphus Adalrich Lestrange
Words: 677
Notes: <3
Outfit: Home early

It was awkward having a miniature Rodolphus around that looked very much like a combination of him and his deceased wife. The deceased wife she'd killed in self-defence. Yeah, take that 'awkward' and shove it up a dragon's backside because this was well beyond awkward, this was painfully uncomfortable and there seemed to be no getting out of it. Dorcas wondered why she didn't just walk off on the little brat that had a million and one demands. Possibly because she didn't want to upset the spoilt little Princess because really, who goes around upsetting kids? Or maybe it was because she enjoyed Rodolphus being stuck in such an awkward predicament. That was probably it. She could always walk away once she was done watching Rodolphus squirm, clasping at opportunities to get rid of her or his daughter. Just so long as one of them could get away he'd be happy.

"I'm an Auror. I catch arseholes and make sure they can't cause any more trouble." She said without a thought about swearing in front of the kid. "You can't come to work with me. Too dangerous." She could very well believe that the little girl was taken to work with daddy and that he let her do whatever she wanted at his company. No doubt people bent arse over backwards to accommodate her every little whim and Dorcas was completely certain that they were all ridiculous and unnecessary.

With the broom she'd used in hand, Dorcas made her way in the direction she'd come from with Rodolphus when they'd grabbed the bits for quidditch. She wasn't keen on the idea of fielding any more questions from Aurora and she fancied getting back home. She had crap to do and she wanted to be in a better mood. Sure Rodolphus being in an awkward situation and unable to just control his own kid was funny but it wasn't a situation that was entirely stress free. Being thrown into meeting Aurora was something Dorcas had never expected to happen. This was a side of Rodolphus' life that she never wanted to see but perhaps now he'd get just why her place was a far better location for crazy sex than his.

Tag: Rodolphus Adalrich Lestrange
Words: 370
Notes: <3
Outfit: Oh shit.

Quidditch was meh. Dorcas wasn't thrilled to be there but she played and when she noticed Rodolphus on edge a little, wanting to wrap it all up, she agreed to another game, just to piss him off a little more. She had to admit, although only to herself, that the second game wasn't half bad. She quite enjoyed it. She even smiled as Rodolphus messed around and wiggled his brows at her. Had there not been a small child present she might have knocked him off his broom and then pounced on top of him. They were yet to do anything naughty on the grounds and he'd lost the chance of ever doing anything at his place ever again after this morning's giant screw up. All things between them now were definitely only taking place at her home in Wales, miles and miles away from his daughter. It was one thing for Dorcas to be spotted by Aurora and spending a little time playing games with her at the child's request, but what if Aurora found out that Dorcas was the one that had killed her mother? Dorcas knew that just couldn't go down well. She had no idea what kind of relationship Aurora had with the crazy bitch she probably called 'mummy' but surely she missed her and Dorcas was the reason for that.

Quidditch was over and Dorcas was ready to head up to Rodolphus' bedroom to grab her wand so she could get home and put the morning behind her. Sure there were aspects of it that had been fun but on the whole it was something that should have been avoided. Talk of swimming came up and Dorcas was a fan of the pool but she wasn't interested in going swimming with Aurora, this was going too far. "I'm so poor but I do have one. It's at home but I can't swim today anyway. I have to do boring adult things like work." She said, trying to avoid being asked into the pool. She had work later she she wasn't lying. Starting later and not taking the day off was a good idea it seemed, but she needed to get home and get ready for work. Had things gone smoothly this morning then she'd have stayed with Rodolphus a while longer and only left when she absolutely had to but things hadn't gone smoothly, things had gone ear shaped and then that pear had been crushed by a stampede of hippogriffs.

Tag: Rodolphus Adalrich Lestrange
Words: 416
Notes: <3
Outfit: Oh shit.