The Art of Subconcious Illusion (Rab)

[integra echoes]

The room around her was unfamiliar. Her eyes burned. The break in the curtains let light pour onto the floor. Sitting up hurts so she lays back down. Her memories of their mission were a little hazy but she did remember getting stabbed half to death. And something else. A child. The pattering of feet came from the hall and it flooded back to her mind. How long was she out?? Closing her eyes again she breathed and palpated her wound a little it was pretty well bandaged but it wasn't hurting as bad as it had. The healing potion but have been doing its job pretty well.

She was almost asleep again in the warmth of the bed she lay on when the door opened. Integra faked being asleep so as not to be bothered. Tiny footsteps could be heard coming into the room and then a small body carefully climbed up to see her. "huh...sleepin'" A cat meowed as if to answer the little girl and curled up at Integra's feet. "Shhh... sleep sleep mommy. The little hand patted her hair a little and brushed it out of her face. The blankets pulled away and Integra almost jumped at the sudden chill. But the little girl made a cooing noise and gently lifted Integra's shirt. "ohh.. Mommy has an owie...Poor mommy."

This was all so weird!! Where was Rabastan? What the hell where they supposed to do now?! She felt a brush of hair on her stomach and almost laughed at the tickle but held it in as the little girl kissed her stab wound and covered her back up. "All better! Magic!! Get up now mommy... please?" The cat lazily meowed once more to the little girl before she turned sharply at the sound of Rabastan calling her name from the hall. Her turning bumped Integra a little and she groaned and cracked her eye open to look at the little girl. She was dressed now in a pretty green dress, her hair less messy and pulled up in a ribbon. Feet, tucked into little black dress shoes, dangled over the side of the bed as she watched Rabastan come into the room. "Mommy's real tired." She sounded disappointed. Integra felt guilty suddenly and found herself questioning why as she stared over the little girl's shoulder and into the eyes of the man in the door way.


Word Count: 419
Tags: Rabastan and Loretta
Outfit: Click!
Comments: She's SO CUTE!!

[rabastan lestrange]

The house was full of filtered light. The sun dusted the hard wood floors, and the interior was dark, there were pictures of family that lined the hallway to his room. Rabastan stopped and looked at a painting of himself and his older brother, Rodolphus. Coming to the doorway of his room he called Loretta to him, trying to let Integra get better without disruption. The Lestrange's had returned home while Integra was resting, which made it all the much easier for him to explain the situation. They were not to happy about it, but they agreed with his actions. Rabastan has always been softer than his older brother, but also more rash.

Introducing Loretta to his parent's was easy, Rabastan could see that his father had already fallen in love with her, and also could see his son had not failed in implanting the pureblood supremisim way of life. The young girl was quick, and unforgiving. It was pleasant to see Rabastan's father approved of the decision, but it also worried him. She was a halfblood, and if she didn't prove she was a witch by age 11 she would be cast out from the lineage.

Rabastan fixed the collar of his swallowtailed jacket, his long black hair was tied back in a low ponytail and his green dress shirt was tucked into his black denim jeans. Loretta came up to him and Rab scooped her into his arms. "Yes, she is quite tired, she got hurt trying to protect you from those mean people. If you let her rest she will feel much better, you can go help Grandpa in the kitchen, though he wants you to help him make breakfast." Setting her down, Loretta ran from the room and Rabastan turned and looked at Integra. "How are you feeling?" He spoke calmly, his usual extrerior was now present. The frantic and panicked Rabastan was no longer there as he pulled a chair up and sat next to the bed, so that he wouldn't jostle the wounded.

[integra echoes]

Once the little girl was out of the room Integra sighed and relaxed a little. She felt scared that she might ruin the girl the way she'd been ruined but their lifestyle. Integra was a cold woman who doubted that happiness even existed. Let alone felt that life was defined by who you married and what your children did. Of course the rest of the world saw it that way. And her mother ESPECIALLY saw it all that way. That wasn't to say that she had done away with the idea of a family entirely, she just didn't want to be judged on it. However, if she had to be, Rabastan and their new panic child weren't so bad on the eyes and he was from a very good family.

Sitting up a little and bracing herself on the pillows she sighed. "Better. Tired... Must have been out a while." He seemed like his head was a lot more level. And if he was still caring for the child and the child still thought she was her mother, then the Lestranges must have decided to let them fester in their misery. "Rabastan..." She ran a hand through her hair. It was a lot to process. "Why didn't you just make me....a friend or an aunt or something in her life? Or tell her the truth.. That you half hate me half like me and we work together. I know... you like me...I just.. That all came out wrong." She had a lot of feelings at the moment frustration and anger being some of them. "I'm not saying I'm not in on this. You know I'll follow your orders. But is that all this is? or is this all something more? Because I'm most certainly not the kind of person to be dragged around. I want a clarity in all this so I know how to act." She took a breath and looked at him. "How are you not shitting your pants. I'm mortified of you. And of her." Closing her eyes she'd tired herself a little and was very thirsty and hungry. But mostly just scared and furious.

[rabastan lestrange]

Listening to her speak to him, he was leaning against the the back of the chair and crossed his leg over his knee and nodded. "I couldn't. Both the parents had died while the child was there, she knew them as mother and father, and I had to replace their faces with ours." Rab leaned forward and brushed a loose strand of hair out of Teggy's face, and tucked it behind her ear. "I do not. Integra, I do not hate you, I've disliked you in the past yes, but truth is, I've never loved anyone else, growing up, I've never reall experienced what it was that made other's so happy, or, take the Marauder's for instance, love struck." He clenched his jaw.

"I am in love with you Integra, I've just been around Rodolphus and Bellatrix my entire life, I've always had his influence and the influence of others and in turn I was acting as their reflection. The dance, I'm sorry about the dance and how I pushed you away, there is no excuse for how I acted, nor treated you. I'm a cocky son-of-a-bitch and I know it, but that shouldn't fan out to you or affect you in anyway. Yes, I'm an asshole, but I need to be so people know not to mess with me I have a name to hold and live up to, and if I don't I can lose everything I've ever had." Reaching out he took her hand and squeezed it lightly. "I am terrified, I'm extremely scared for my future, and what people are going to say about this. We would of been 15 or 16 when she was born, but you've never shown sign of pregnancy, how am I going to explain this to people. I will have to lie through my teeth to those that are close to me, tell them it was a one night stand or something and I was waiting until I was old enough to care for a child on my own, or rather until I, or we, had come close enough to the end of term so we could focus on her."

Rabastan wasn't lying, he couldn't lie to her not now, and he hasn't really lied to her in the past, just some false truths, sweet nothings that wouldn't hurt anyone, but this, this was serious business and he couldn't take it lightly. "From this day forward, I am her father, and forever will be until the day I die. Luckily enough she looks enough like the both of us that we can pull it off."

[integra echoes]

She listened to him for a while before sitting up more and turning to him. A little smile crossed her face. "Listen very carefully because I'm only going to say this once, Rabastan. You and I had a drunken one night stand when we were younger. I worked my ass off to stay pretty thin and didn't gain weight until the summer. Loretta was born before we came back to school. She was left with your parents who have cared for her as you and I weren't fit to be parents. Never the less we severely disliked each other. Which is why you treated me like piss. You wanted me to stop drinking so that we could be a family finally. We're going public about it to raise "awareness" through out the school to not make the same mistakes that we have. Makes us look like bloody saints." She was almost finished. "Also... I do love you. I've never hated you. In fact I very much respect you. But I need that same respect held for myself. And I need it apparent to the others. It's not easy trying to be your most faithful assistant when you're punishing me and making me look bad. I am just as nasty as you are and just as quick with a wand. So you better start trusting me."

Taking a breath she looked down. she was still in his clothes. Ick. Sighing she shook her head. "Listen... I'm feeling just about well enough to be up and about..So.. If you don't mind, I'd like to change out of your shorts, get some food..." Standing, Integra slipped into his lap and draped her arms around his neck. "And spend the day with my daughter and her father." Integra grinned and kissed him softly. "We should go shopping." She grinned at him and nodded.

[rabastan lestrange]

"I agree, my apologies. Also, that sounds like a right brilliant plan, and we'd best stick with it, no slip ups, not even to your family, my father and mother already know what happened, but I don't want to push it further then that. I'm going to be lying to my own brother on our behalf." Swallowing, this was a lot to take in. "I was terrified for you." It was a word out of his mouth before she sat in his lap and he held onto her. "Actually I believe Loretta is down there helping her grandfather cook breakfast for you, so you can stay in bed." Once she went in to kiss him, Rabastan pulle back shortly, and stood up carrying her in his arms. "I've actually a better plan, but it'll be a surprise until it is time to go." Rabastan pointed toward a door that was hidden in the corner of his room. "The restroom is through those doors, take a shower and get cleaned up, I'll return with some clothing for you and just stay in bed. You do not want to feel the wrath of a tiny girl."

Setting Integra on her two feet, he leaned in and kissed her again wrapping his arm carefully around her waist. It was now time for him to grow up. "I'll be back in about a half hour, take your time, relax a little bit, get clean. The towels are in the cabinet." With that he pressed his lips to her forhead and left the room and turned down the hallway. Speaking quickly to his father, filing him in on the plan with the child, as well as some other information that needed to be exchanged. Nodding, he apparated to Diagon Alley, and searched for an outfit that would fit Integra perfectly, one that would look amazing with him standing next to her. It took him 15 minutes to gather everything she needed including new undergarments and pay for them. Tying the bag shut he apparated back to his home and greeted his mother with a warm hello.

Upon returning to his empty room, he laid out the clothing on the freshly made bed and removed the tags from everything. He's not some dumb idiot boy that guessed the size of his woman, no, he had investigated everything, closing the door he helped in the kitchen, getting everything together.

[integra echoes]

She breathed a little and looked at him with a bit of a smile. This was certainly a different side of him. A side she much appreciated. But on the other hand very much wanted to strangle. She didn't want to give in to the squishy comforts of his soft side. Integra wanted to be respected and seen as a powerful asset to the dark lord. However, at that moment, she didn't have a choice. Nor did she want one. "Okay... okay.." smiling she made her way to the bathroom and shook her head. "I'm allergic to cheyenne!" She jumped into the shower soaking for a long time and poking at the place where the wound was.

Drying off she let her hair drape around her face, sticking to her skin as she padded across the floor to the bed where she found some clothes. Not bad. Pulling it all on she smoothed out the edges and then sat back on the bed sighing. Stay in bed until he got back. That was her order. With a sigh she sat down and tucked her toes under the covers. Waiting for something to happen.