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I'm kicking ass, I'm taking names I'm on a flame, don't come home babe

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Rabastan - 

Rab,

Only the finest of gillyweed for a Lestrange. Do with it what you will, but be careful not to smoke too much at once if that it how you choose to use it.

Rod

Amycus - 

Amycus,

While they may seem trivial brother, I'm sure you are aware that moleskin pouches are receptive to charms, and are easily enchanted to do to the owner's bidding. I know that you will find a purpose for this bag, whether it be storing your secrets, or storing your socks.

Rodolphus

Alecto - 

Alecto,

One of the finest bottles from my family's stash. This has been well earned this year, I believe. Enjoy it without thought or guilt.

Rodolphus

Lucius - 

Lucius,

A box of fine cuban cigars for an old friend. I hope these find you in good health and agreeable company.

Rodolphus

Bellatrix - 

Bella,

I know you feel as though you are being prisoned. You may even still think I seek to cage you; that is not so. You will always have your freedom. No man could cage you, not even if they desired it.

Rodolphus

Emmeline - 

Emmeline,

I would have liked to present this to you in person. Alas, circumstances have not made that possible, and I find myself missing your company already. I hope this makes its way to you safely; I have entrusted it to my owl who is nothing if not loyal. I hope you are enjoying your holiday, wherever you have chosen to spend it.

Rodolphus

Andromeda -

Meda,

I thought on your gift a long while this year, before deciding on this. You are only a sixth year once, Meda. And you should enjoy it. Do not tell anyone this gift was from me. If you do, I shall deny it.

Rod

Narcissa -

Little sister,

A new set of quills and ink for you this year. May they be of use to you in your studies, or heated letters of love.

Rodolphus

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Oh your mouth is poison, your mouth is wine You think your dreams are the same as mine

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Happy Holidays everyone! I love you all <333

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Charlotte: I’m never going to be able to forget you.

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After so many years of friendship, you still know me so little. I wish not to speak of this union until it must be forged; until then you and I will be free to do as we please. See whom you wish, Bella. See everyone, anyone, no one. It makes no difference to me. And when the time comes, we will discuss the terms of marriage. Until then, do not assume you have any sway over my thoughts or actions. That is all I wish to say on the matter.

All of you missed me,

Cease the tedious behaviour, discontinue with boring me. Those infamous sentences of weakness, disguised as petty and above all annoying insults, won’t decrease the amount of damage that’ll come to you once you cross the line set between us. One must remember who’s superior in the relationship. Don’t you dare think that you have any power over me, Lestrange. Even if our bond is one that consists out of nothing but hatred, it’s a bond that we shouldn’t break. Our families couldn’t care less whether we’d get along, indeed. As long as you keep your affairs hidden beneath the lies, I too will disguise the awful yet undeniable reality. Occasional appearances in public won’t hold our loveless marriage together, though they must never discover the truth. Be careful with what you wish for, an old man once said. Those words of wisdom are ones you must remember, Rodolphus. They’ll haunt you once I have risen at the side of darkness. Alone, without you. I’ll steal your name, I’ll steal your pride, all that’ll keep you warm in the lonely darkness of the night is those lies you’ve been fooling yourself with. Mark my words.

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Damon in a flashback to 1940s

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If I am an idiot, than we are of more alike minds than I had previously thought. I don't care to find some great happiness with you, nor do I wish to share a bond with you in order to achieve the greatness you speak of. I am more than happy with achieving my potential without you. You and I are both destined for a greatness others cannot understand, but that does not mean we need to lean on one another to get there. I would prefer to lean on no one but myself. Surely you can see that all this union will require is our names on paper and our occasional appearance in public together? Our families could care less if we get along; so long as our families are joined.

All of you missed me,

you’re an idiot, Rodolphus.

There’s a gap as wide as the Atlantic ocean between the bond we share nowadays and the bond we’ll need to share in order to achieve greatness or perhaps even happiness. Some sort of understanding quite frankly isn’t good enough. We need our mechanics to work, to be a functioning mechanism. Can I build on you without it all tumbling down? Doubtfully. Nonetheless I have no other choice. As you said before; our families are meant to be united as one. Duty and honour, indeed.

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How pleasant it is, to know that such a powerful friendship was wasted through fear and frustration, of something that would never, could never, come to be. No matter; the damage is done and I am resigned to it. I am tired of fighting in circles with you, Bellatrix.

I am glad to hear that, at least. Many things we will fight on, let us at least begin the marriage with some sort of understanding. As my wife, you will be free to do whatever pleases you, as you always have. We have both pledged ourselves to a cause beyond the mediocre dealings of daily life in any case. The pressure is something we have both born since we were young, and I've no doubt we will bare it for the years to come. After all, it is our duty and our honour, is it not?

All of you missed me,

The worrisome frustration I harboured caused blindness, the aggravation perhaps instigated by severe insecurities and bewilderment. Whether you were capable of performing such a demented action adds nothing to our situation, however, I have no doubt that you’d come horrifically close to succeeding. Nonetheless that wasn’t the question. The query was whether you would. To such a dreadful question I had no answer, which is why I let fear and hatred stain our once pure bond of friendship. Unintended, naturally. That’s what caused the frustration. I obviously cannot stand feeling powerless or confused. It makes me perform foolish actions out of annoyance

Don’t misunderstand me, Rod. I want to get married, especially if you’re to be my broom. However, that does not make me prepared. I am far from such a state of mind. The pressure on the both of us is intense.

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Tale as old as time. Song as old as rhyme. Beauty and the beast.

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I wanted nothing more than to be your husband, if you must know something, there is that. I wished to play the part of betrothed, and spouse. To have you beside me, not behind or in the shadows, but beside me, would be such an honour, Bella. You have no idea. How could you think that of me? After all these years that we have been friends, how could your fear blind you so profusely that you would think me capable of that? I could not bind you to a kitchen if I wanted to. And I could never wish to cage you in such a way.

Hm. Regardless, we will need to marry, Bella. You need not like me, or even respect me, but our union must take place; there is no avoiding it now.

All of you missed me,

Forcing happiness upon one another would only cause severe misery. Faking harmonious laughter, meaningless smiles or emotions would stain the purity of our feelings. Therefore I for once agree with you, Rodolphus. I most certainly do not want to waste my life with miserable lies. 

Not even if it’d be the sweetest of them all.

There is no need to blame this upon yourself, Rod. The part of a beloved fiancé you have played marvellously. I must admit that I was, perhaps, a bit frightened that you would attempt to bind me to a kitchen and force me to make you sandwiches. I mistook you for the regular Pureblood male and now paid the price. We have drifted, have parted because of unnecessary arguments. It’s such a pity, such a shame. All our love, all of that poisonous beauty; wasted.

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