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A RUMOR OF PEACE	By : Acaciarose Category: Harry Potter Crossovers > Slash - Male/Male Views: 6494 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Roark was walking with his brother, their uncles, Payton, Ethan, and Colten, talking, laughing when something funny was said, enjoying the first half warm, sunny day that had come to Aquaria as spring began to make its appearance.
It was as they were moving past one of the many cantina's that dotted Market Square that HE stepped out of the doorway, directly into their path. Roark would have walked right into him had Zac not caught his arm, drawing him back.
Roark stopped, Harry on his left, Zac, then Apollo on his right, and the three Durins at his back. "Oh...my...GODS!" he gasped, a hand raising to cover his heart as he looked up at him, taking a step back into Colten. "I don't believe it. He's actually out and about in the light of day, AND in something other than black too," his eyes moved over him slowly, taking in the emerald silk shirt he wore, tucked into gray dress slacks instead of his usual leathers, though he was still wearing his vest.
"Yes, a shock to the system I'm quite sure," he said with a cool smirk. "Good afternoon to you, Lt. Roark, Lt. Hadrian," his sherry-brown eyes settled on his face a moment, feeling a very sudden, inexplicable, and intense sense of awareness completely different from the one he usually had to yank him into his arms, pressing him tight against him, UNDER him as he took him hard and deep.
What was this new awareness? he wondered, and WHY was he feeling it now? It was almost as if-- "Rodolphus," he said to interrupt his internal thoughts, and he saw the frown that had appeared, as if he now felt it too, this feeling completely unrelated to the love they felt between them. "Good afternoon to you as well, Terminator. Dare I ask where your brother happens to be?"
"Busy," came shortly. His eyes shifted to the five men around them. "So these then would be your uncles? Captain Apollo and Lt. Zac Adama, and these three? They can only be Durin's by the looks of them. You must be Healer Captain Ethan, and Lt.'s Payton and Colten."
"Well, I will say this for him, Rory, he's certainly well-informed," Ethan commented dryly. "Did your homework, did you, Lestrange?"
"So it would seem, but now this begs the question of where he got that information. Especially as the names of Counter-Intelligence Officers are not QUITE so readily available. Curious as to how he managed to get ahold of them, is it not?" Colten asked, looking curiously at him.
"Now THAT, Lieutenant, would be for me to know and you to find out," he said with an arched brow, his look returning to Roark. "I should probably tell you I've just left a meeting with my boss. It's truly amazing to me just how furious you've managed to make him. Raiding and closing down his businesses, arresting and imprisoning his people, stopping all incoming and outgoing shipments, confiscating the goods," a flicker of amusement that they all saw. "Why, I just heard you actually had the audacity to burn down one of his Pleasure houses with QUITE a display of magic, I might add. My, my, what you have managed to accomplish in just over a yahren {year} than anyone ever has. I'd say well done IF I didn't work for him."
He stepped closer to him suddenly, and as if on instinct, both Apollo and Zac stepped in front of him. His laughter was deep and rich. "Oh my, how sweet. They want to protect you from me," his brow went up. "Haven't they realized NOTHING will protect you from me? YOU, Lt. Roark, BOTH of you," a glance at Harry, " are living on borrowed time," his voice lowered to a dangerous level, which had Roark shivering in reaction. He always found that dark and dangerous voice Rodolphus used exciting. "He's gotten very anxious to see you dead...to see ALL of you dead."
There, he thought, warning given, and by the flicker in the three Durin's eyes, well received. They gave barely perceptible nods, acknowledging the warning given. As for Roark, well, he stepped forward into Rodolphus, bringing their bodies into contact. Raising his eyes, silver meeting sherry, seeing the spark of lust that appeared, and grinned.
"They know I'm perfectly able to take care of myself, but there is no accounting for the protectiveness of family and friends." He shrugged. "As for you, I await the day," a smirk of his own, "or night, you decide to come for me, just as I'm sure Harry will be waiting for Rabastan--"
"With bells on," he said with a grin of his own. "We'll both be sure to put up a very...satisfying fight."
"Hum...I'm quite sure you will," came his soft chuckle, "and I will be sure to tell Rabastan what you said. Once the fights are over, one of us will be dead, preferably not me and Bas."
"Oh, I'm sure. Well, as pleasant as this chat has been, you really must excuse us. Work to do. I'm quite sure you understand," a dip of his head. "A good day to you, Terminator."
"And to you, Lieutenant," he returned, watching him walk away.
Once he was well out of sight, Rodolphus continued to stand there, eyes locked on the place Roark had walked to. "Rodolphus?"
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"So, that was Rodolphus Lestrange?" Apollo said as they turned onto the street with several large pop-up business booths.
Roark turned his head. "Yes, that was Rodolphus."
"You know, you almost look a bit alike. It's the shape of your facial features, your skin tone, a few other small things."
"Do you really think so?" he asked, turning his head away as they approached a small jewelry stand of beautiful, hand-crafted jewelry. Roark stopped to look, thinking to buy something for his Aunt Athena, and grandmother. "It's had been noted before that there is a slight resemblance, but nothing had really been said about it other than a few off hand comments."
"He's been threatening you," Zac said then, looking over at Harry as he picked up a pair of earrings, a beautiful green turquoise set in a unique gold wire design.
"I think Aunt Athena would love this, don't you?" he asked, holding them up for them to see.
"She would. His brother is also after you," a sudden frown as Harry reached for the matching necklace, "and unless I'm much mistaken, he just threatened the two of you."
"I'll take both of these," Harry told the woman standing behind the table. He turned his head, grinned, "and no mistake, Uncle. That was definitely a well couched threat. We will both very probably be receiving visit's from them in the next couple of days to issue their true threats."
"That IS what their jobs are, Uncle, and they're both very good at it. They both have made it a habit of following us around, approaching us for a few words here and there when we least expect it."
'We will not mention the times he had been in my bed, fucking me long and hard until I lay exhausted,' he thought, there was no sense in giving his uncles coronary's. He reached for a lovely ruby and diamond necklace, set in silver. "Grandmother would love this," he said, picking up the matching bracelet and earrings. After all, Apollo and Zac were no where near as calm about such things as the Durin's were.
"We're always well aware of when they're around," Harry said as he paid. "Rabastan is the same with me as Rodolphus is with Roark. I WAS a bit surprised to hear he was busy this morning. Usually where one is, the other is."
"Just like the two of you," Apollo reached over to give his nephews hair a gentle yank.
"Yes. agreed. You will never find the two of you far apart from one another," Payton spoke up.
"Hum," Zac looked suddenly thoughtful as they began to move away again. "Kind of makes you wonder just what kind of life they lived that they had to turn to being Terminators for a living."
"We found out quite recently that their mother and father were killed in Cylon raids when Rodolphus was eight and Rabastan four. As they had no other known family, it left them orphans. They ended up on the streets of Aquaria, fair game to anyone who wanted to take them in. According to the information, they were found by one of Tom Riddle's early Terminator's, a man named Zion. He was the one to train them. Beyond that, other than his marriage to Bellatrix Black, we know little else. I'm still looking into it, and you all know how I am about research on the things that interest me. Rodolphus Lestrange interests me."
"Obsessive," came the amused comment. "Have you asked Sirius about Bellatrix?"
"Now, Payton, be nice, or I may just put you on one of those many research projects I have going on, and no. We've not been able to reach either him or Uncle Remus."
"No...oo," he moaned playfully. "Please, Rory, anything but THAT. You know how I HATE research."
There was hearty laughter from Ethan and Colten. "Isn't that the truth," Ethan said as he bumped his shoulder to Payton's. "Even in school, if something needed to be researched...you could forget it. He wouldn't do it until it HAD to be done."
"We put Tristyn, Logan and Kili on them, but none of them were able to find out much...no. I take that back. Tristyn found something, but the disk that contained the information he had found, disappeared from the place he had hidden it. Many of the records were destroyed in the Cylon attacks that killed their parents. I DID, however, come across something very interesting this morning in the Port Authority Archives," which I will need to discuss with him tonight if he makes it to my place before I fall asleep.' "I managed to find a small slip of paper with information on--OH!" he gasped suddenly when something ran into his knees, almost knocking him down. If Harry and Ethan hadn't caught at his arms, he definitely would have fallen.
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