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Deep in the depths of a fortress island in the middle of the sea, Through a tiny window a man was seated on a hallowed bench along with his brother. They stared at the bucket of stale food blankly until the guards entered and started to go out of their way to pester Rodolpus. "Lestrange," a guard called gently to Rodolpus who made eye contact with the younger guard. "I—I know you must be having a rough time in here, due to your wife's demise." The brave, idiotic guard bravely rambled on which caused Rodolpus to stiffen at the mention of his wife. He looked over at the newly guard, pushing himself close to stare at the guard before speaking. "What do you care?" Came Rodolpus's sneering voice. The guard was unable to suppress his surprise at how harsh his voice sounded. "Your wife, she didn't deserve— All of a sudden there was a thick fog of black air. Black hooded figures emerged were suddenly inside. Rodolpus's hallowed face gleamed in the moonlight as he heard the cold sneering voice.
"Rodolpus, you really look like shit." Yaxley appeared and with a wave of his wand killed two guards as he stared at the new guard who looked at Rodolpus with pure terror. Rodolpus's hinges from his cell were forcefully pulled open, freeing him completely. Rodolpus stared at the other remaining followers, he recognized most of them but didn't see Lucius or anyone else from their inner circle. "What happened to my wife?" Was all Rodolpus said. "She was Murdered within the castle," Yaxley said quietly. Rodolpus pulled his wand out from the man's grasp as he pointed it at the shivering guard. "Who killed my wife?" He asked quietly then turned towards the guard again who was shivering as he was so close to begging "Crucio!" The spell reached his lips faster. Rodolpus closed his eyes and listened to the sweet sounds of agony to his ears. "Tell me, who killed my wife!" Rodolpus said through the guards screams, "If you give me any information then I'll be nice enough to let you live." He turned to Rabastan, "help me find out who took my wife, help me brother." Rabastan looked up almost startled.
"Brother, I have to check on my wife," he protests.
"No need," Yaxley answered quietly.
"What the hell does that mean!" Rabastan snarled and glared at Yaxley.
"Now, brother you wouldn't want to betray your own bloodline now would you?" He trailed off and looked back at the writhing guard. Rodolpus turned towards the guard and lift the curse. "Now, tell me who killed my wife!?" He snarled.
"I—It was a woman," Stammers the guard.
Rodolpus's eyes were wide with curiosity, "What's her name?! Give me a name!" He hissed.
"I don't know her name, I just know it was a witch.. she was older, and she's involved in the order, please—please spare me."
Rodolpus looked at the cowering man as he reminded him of little, cowardly Longbottom in their first year, such a little weakling. "Tell me what her name is or I will force it out of you!"
"I swear, I don't know what her name is."
Rodolpus sighed as he looked at the other followers. He moved back to face the weakened guard as he points his wand at the stammering guard. "Last chance,"
"I don't know," he said.
"Avada Kedavra,"
The jet of green light illuminates the tiny cell. Rodolpus looked at the others before he took one last look at his cell he used to share with bella and he laughed with a strong intense insanity, licking his lips and Apparating to the first place that came to his insane mind; Lestrange Manor.
