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Author: HatefulRodeo

Story: Out Of The Fog

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~*********Chapter 1**********~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Rabastan Lestrange slowly swam back to consciousness and for the first time his mind was not hazed by the fog of the Imperius Curse or the foul presence of the Dementors of Azkaban. Rabastan did not open his eyes but stretched out his other senses to ascertain where he was; by the antiseptic smell and cool air circulating the room he guessed an infirmary of some kind.

Curious; Rabastan wondered how he came to in a medical ward and above else why would they care if he was alive or well? Rabastan was aware of all the despicable things he had done while he had been under the Imperius. Who would believe him though? Sighing lightly Rabastan let his mind stop its musings and just enjoyed the feeling of having a clear mind.

The sound of a clearing throat brought him back from his small hibernation. Opening his dark chocolate eyes, Rabastan slid his gaze to the two wizards on the side of his comfortable hospital cot and waited for them to speak.

"Rabastan Circinus Lestrange, my name Kingsley Shacklebolt and I'm the Head of the Auror Department. Next to me is Medi-Wizard Pryne. We have a few questions; we would really appreciate your honest answers and cooperation." When Shacklebolt finished speaking he conjured two plush chairs for the wizards to sit in.

Rabastan surveyed Shacklebolt's form, taking in his Red Auror robes, dark cocoa skin and strong stature. Even while seated the man radiated confidence and power.

The Medi-Wizard, Healer Pryne was a smaller man blond haired man who looked confident in his Blue Healer robes. Healer Pryne also gave off the aura of caring and concern in his posture and gaze.

Rabastan nodded and spoke in a voice that cracked from his dry throat. Hearing this Healer Pryne brought a cup of water over to Rabastan from the bedside table. After drinking his fill slowly Rabastan cleared his now soothed throat and began speaking again. "What is it you wish to ask me and I have every intention of cooperating with your investigation."

Kingsley nodded and began to explain what the Medi-Wizards had found in regards to his wounds and his mind when they had scanned him after the Final Battle at Hogwarts. "What doesn't add up though is the scan of you mind showing the effects of prolonged exposure to the Imperius Curse. Can you clear that result up? Also, who was the one to place it on you, if you know?"

Rabastan thought the Auror's questions over and put his response together slowly; his mind was moving rather sluggishly. Well that was to be expected after 20 years of not being able to think for himself except for a few hours at a time.

"Even though my Father was murdered in the service to the Dark Lord, I had no want to join his ranks of Death Eaters. My brother, Rodolphus was the one to place me under the Imperius. When I graduated Hogwarts, I explained to him that I wanted nothing to do with the Dark Lord or his brutal ways.

Yes, I may have agreed with some of the Dark Lord's earlier beliefs but by the time I came of age he was just a murdering sadist who enjoyed torturing anything that breathed; his followers included."

Rabastan took another sip from the glass in his hand to refresh his parched throat so he could continue his explanation.

Healer Pryne stood and ran a scan before getting up and retrieving what he said was a throat soothing tonic. Rabastan drank it gratefully despite it noxious taste. Once he felt the potion do its job Rabastan continued on.

"When I told Rodolphus of my intention to break away from the family to avoid being made a Death Eater he placed me under the curse almost immediately. He told me that he wouldn't have a disgrace for a younger brother and I was shaming our family." Rabastan still felt the sting from those long ago words and breathed deeply before speaking again.

"Rodolphus kept me under the Imperius whenever we went out, had company over, forced me to take the Dark Mark and serve that maniac. When we were home alone I was locked and warded in my room but the curse was released so I at least had my mind for a few hours." Rabastan lifted his gaunt face to stare into Shacklebolt's slightly widened, shocked eyes so he could see the truth in Rabastan's own dark orbs.

"When we were arrested for the torture of Alice and Frank Longbottom and thrown into the deepest pit of Azkaban the curse lifted, but by that time it did no good. No one would listen to me that I was under the Imperius and the Dementors aren't exactly interested in innocence and justice.

So there I stayed for almost 16 years rotting way, but I didn't break. No, my mind was finally mine again and I refused to lose it to those foul beasts. When the Dark Lord broke us out Rodolphus placed me back under the Imperious as soon as he received a wand back. I had no chance to escape; I was so weak from Azkaban that it was probably ridiculously easy to put the Imperius back on me. Only after I was securely under control did I receive a wand again."

Rabastan leaned back, resting his tired aching form against the soft mattress and stared forlornly at the ceiling. "The rest you know, I remember most of what has happened while I was under the curse but some of the earlier things are a bit fuzzy now. Why did you help me after the Battle?"

Rabastan waited for Shacklebolt to reply and fiddled a bit with the sheet that was over his long legs. Shacklebolt finally spoke; "When the Battle was over we were sorting through the bodies to see who was still alive but too badly injured to seek help.

We found you badly wounded; broken ribs, leg and multiple gashes on your torso. The Healers who were searching were running scans on all people found alive and when the Healer scanned you we found the evidence of the Imperius in addition to your other wounds." The words spoken by Shacklebolt's deep voice circulated in Rabastan's weary mind and when the information assimilated Rabastan had another question.

"You said a scan picked up the use of the Imperius. How is that possible? I was led to believe there was no definite proof or way to tell if someone was affected by the Imperious." Rabastan really was curious about this little tidbit of information, and was quite glad if they had found a way to identify those who were truly acting against their own wishes.

Healer Pryne answered this time; "Recently, about a year ago, a scan was created that showed the distinctly different patterns when a brain was placed under the Imperius. The normal brain synapses and patterns were disrupted as if a dam had been placed in the way. The areas of the brain affected were the ones that controlled speech, movements and higher thought processes."

Rabastan nodded absorbing the answer from the soft spoken Healer. "What happens to me now that it has been found that I was indeed under the Imperius? Do I get to go free, get my life, title and lands back?"

Kingsley cleared his throat and answered; "You, Rabastan will be given a fair trial but I wouldn't worry too much. The evidence in your favor is overwhelming, and only a fool would convict you now. Once you are declared innocent your vaults, properties and titles will be released and bestowed back to you."

Rabastan nodded and felt his soul fill with happiness and relief for the first time in so long. Finally his life would be his again; Rabastan could become what he'd always wanted to be, a Healer.

Well once people stopped hating his guts and accepted him back into Wizarding society again, but Rabastan was determined to live his life to the fullest now. He had a lot of time to make up for and he would not throw this precious second chance away.

"How long will I have to be hospitalized? Where exactly am I and how long until my trial?" Rabastan's questions came out in an excited rush of words. Healer Pryne spoke this time; "You are currently in St. Mungo's in a closed ward for your safety. You will be here for another week to ensure your gashes and broken bones have healed correctly. Also, we need to monitor you closely just in case there are lingering issues from the prolonged Imperius exposure."

Rabastan nodded and went to ask the question about his trial again but Shacklebolt raised his hand to stop him and answered Rabastan's prior question. "When the week is up and you are discharged I will come and collect you so we can attend your trial.

As I said previously the amount of evidence showing you weren't acting on your own free will in overwhelming. When you are declared innocent I will collect the necessary paperwork for the reinstatement of your Lordship and escort you to Gringotts to assist you if any issues arise in your attempt to re-access your vaults."

Rabastan nodded and gave his thanks to the two men sitting at his bedside. Both men stood, shook his skeletal hand and made their way slowly out of the small hospital room.

Rabastan felt a smile break out on his thin face. For the first time in almost 16 years his life was looking up but he couldn't help the feeling of dread that rose in his soul. Rabastan felt like at any moment Rodolphus would barge in, force him back under the Imperious and force him to commit another act of barbarism for the now dead Dark Lord.

Rabastan pushed those morbid and dark thoughts away and relished in the returning warmth in his body, heart and soul; soon he would be free to do as he pleased. No Rodolphus forcing him to do things he did not want to do. No more psychotic Bellatrix slashing and torturing Muggles for sport. No more Dark Lord making his life a living Hell.

Yes, Rabastan was finally able to walk out of the fog his mind had been submerged in and he would continue to rebuild his image, life and the Noble and Ancient House of Lestrange.

Snuggling into the warm blankets Rabastan let his mind wander to happier topics; what he would do first when he was officially free. He looked forward eating his favorite cakes and sweets, just relaxing and reading a good book in the garden at Lestrange Manor.

These pleasant thoughts continued running through Rabastan's mind until he succumbed to the pull of sleep's call. A true smile of relief and happiness on his face.

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The next week flew by for Rabastan in a haze of potions and salves. It seemed his bones had healed and the bruises were almost completely faded. Healer Pryne really was a saint to Rabastan; he never treated Rabastan in anyway other way than with kindness and attentiveness.

Healer Pryne explained the biggest issue for Rabastan was his lack of body weight and conditioning from his prolonged prison stay. Rabastan could only agree with the Healer; his body was really undernourished but they were remedying that quickly. His consumption of powerful nutrient and supplement potions three times a day had put a bit of fat onto his skeletal frame.

When Rabastan was discharged he would have to eat three large meals a day plus snacks to continue rebuilding his fat stores and muscles back up to a healthy level for a man of his size.

The walks Healer Pryne took him on around the closed ward were slowly building back up the muscles that had shrunken due to Rabastan's long stay in bed while he healed completely.

Rabastan was shocked when Healer Pryne explained the day after Shacklebolt had questioned him that he had been in a coma for over a month while his battered body and traumatized mind healed. It made sense though; Rabastan had been subjected to the Imperius, rounds of torture, Azkaban and living on the run for the last 20 years.

That type of existence takes its toll on you but Rabastan was bouncing back just like he always did. Even his cheerful and happy demeanor was returning to him. Healer Pryne usually left Rabastan's room in stitches from his antics. Another old habit or addiction was rearing its sweet and delicious head; Rabastan's craving for anything sweet was returning full force.

Healer Pryne had sat there in bemusement as he watched Rabastan devour a small cake in mere minutes and gaped at Rabastan when he asked for another serving. Rabastan just shrugged it off as par for the course; to him it meant he was healing and becoming his old self again.

Thinking of his old self made him think of his school friends; Regulus Black, who was forced to take the mark after him, Severus Snape, and Lucius Malfoy. Rabastan remembered vaguely hearing about Regulus being declared dead but Severus and Lucius were still an unknown.

Rabastan remembered seeing the potions master at Death Eater gatherings but he could never speak to him since he was under the Imperius. If the snarky man was still alive Rabastan wanted to see him so he could try and bridge the gap between them.

Severus was a loyal and wonderful friend with a big heart. You just had to hack through 7 feet of steel to reach the organ in Severus' chest, but once you did you were in there for life. Rabastan truly hoped that Severus was indeed a spy, as Bellatrix constantly claimed.

It would make him jump for joy if it were true; that Severus tricked the Dark Lord into believing him truly loyal only to stab him in the back. Oh it would be such poetic justice wouldn't it?! After all that madman did to them he deserved to be betrayed by one of his own followers.

Rabastan's mind moved onto his last friend; Lucius Malfoy. While Rabastan was forced to take the Mark by use of the Imperius, Lucius' father didn't need to use such coercion. No, Abraxas Malfoy held Lucius' young son's life in his hand and forced Lucius to bow to his will and take the thrice cursed Mark.

It wasn't only Abraxas who was controlling Lucius' life; it was his wife Narcissa as well. Rabastan had interacted with the vain woman at Hogwarts and could say Bellatrix was a breath of fresh air compared to her sister, Narcissa. Narcissa constantly enforced her whims on Lucius and held their son over Lucius' head as well.

Rabastan truly felt for the man and knew Lucius never wanted commit half the atrocity he had been forced to. The Dark Lord really and truly had Lucius trapped in his web of lies, pain and fear.

Rabastan hoped that Lucius had taken steps to ensure that when the truth came to light people would see him for who he truly was; a proud man who loved his son enough to be saddled with unimaginable pain and hardship so Draco could live his life well.

The arrival of Kingsley Shacklebolt jolted Rabastan out of his musings. Shacklebolt had sent a change of robes yesterday for Rabastan to wear at his trial and while they were a bit baggy they fir well enough. The material was light and soft against Rabastan's pale, sensitive skin.

"You are looking well Lord Lestrange. I trust Healer Pryne is taking good care of you." Shacklebolt's words were measured and sincere to Rabastan's ears.

"Thank you for the compliment Head Auror Shacklebolt. Yes, Healer Pryne has been taking exceptional care of me. I'm grateful to him and to you as well for taking time out of your day to escort me through this." Rabastan punctuated the end of his words with a deep bow of respect and thanks to the dark skinned man.

Shacklebolt nodded and gestured for them to leave the white walled room; Rabastan followed the tall Auror to the lifts and into the atrium where they took the floo to the Ministry of Magic. Rabastan felt the nerves set in as soon as they stepping into the floor where the courtrooms were housed.

Saying a quick prayer to Magic; Rabastan followed Shacklebolt to Courtroom Number 3 where the full Wizengamot was sitting resplendently in their dark Plum robes.

Rabastan gulped slightly and quickly made his over to the hard, uncomfortable defendant's chair and breathed a breath of relief when the chains didn't immediately spring up and confine him.

A gavel banging brought the trial underway; the Head of the Wizengamot, Nicholas Flamel, who had taken the post up temporarily as a favor to and in honor of the deceased Albus Dumbledore.

The aged Alchemist began by listing Rabastan's many crimes and asked Rabastan his plea. Rabastan stood tall even though his legs were shaking slightly and spoke clear and loudly; "Not Guilty. I was under the Imperius Curse as the evidence shows."

Nodding Flamel asked for the evidence proving that Rabastan was indeed under the Imperius to be presented. Rabastan's eyes widened a bit when Healer Pryne entered carrying a thick file and took the witness stand.

Rabastan watched in detached interest as Healer Pryne began to explain the initial Healer's findings on the day of the battle. Pryne then went on to explain in more depth what his own findings had shown, as he had run a plethora of more conclusive and comprehensive scans on Rabastan's brain and body while he was in a healing coma.

The assembled Wizengamot listened with rapt attention as they examined the scan resulted and medical reports. A few members grimaced when Healer Pryne went onto detail exactly what the Imperius Curse does to the Wizard's brain while it is in effect.

Once all questions were asked and answered Healer Pryne stood, bowed, sent a small reassuring smile to Rabastan and left the cavernous Courtroom.

Flamel's soothing voice echoed across the room; "We have heard sound medical evidence from a highly reliable source supporting your claim of being under the Imperious. Mr. Lestrange, do you wish to speak in your own defense?"

Rabastan stood again and agreed to speak for himself but requested if he could retell his sordid story in regards to how he had been placed under the Imperius.

Flamel gave his consent for Rabastan to speak freely. Rabastan took a deep steadying breath and retold the story he had recounted to Auror Shacklebolt and Heal Pryne almost a week ago.

Rabastan looked anywhere but at the assembled members of the Wizengamot; he felt shame for his weakness, for not being able to resist the curse his brother had placed on him.

When Rabastan was done he lowered his head and allowed his dark chocolate gaze to sweep the assembled members of the Wizengamot. What he saw amazed and slightly irritated Rabastan; many of their eyes were filled with sadness and sympathy for him.

Rabastan wanted to bristle in outrage at their pity but couldn't muster the energy to feel slighted. Rabastan stayed standing as Flamel stood and excused the Wizengamot to deliberate Rabastan's fate. A silencing bubble was erected around the Plum robed members as they spoke.

Rabastan looked at the small clock above the door and saw it was 10:30; the trial had taken almost an hour and a half. Rabastan didn't think that much time had elapsed but then again he wasn't exactly too worried about the time at this point. No, he was more worried about gaining his freedom and clearing his slandered name.

Fifteen minutes rolled by slowly and Rabastan fiddled in his chair with the sleeve of his dark green robe. Finally the silencing bubble was taken down and Flamel resettled himself in his seat. "We have reached an accord. Rabastan Circinus Lestrange you have been found Not Guilty of all crimes against you. Furthermore your title, all vaults and properties will be restored to you immediately. Do you have any questions Lord Lestrange?"

When Flamel's voice stopped ringing in his ears Rabastan stood in stunned silence; he was innocent, free and able to live his life. Swallowing the lump in his throat Rabastan spoke in a husky voice; "No, I am clear on everything you have spoken sir. I thank you and the Wizengamot for its time." Rabastan bowed low to the assembled Wizengamot and upon Flamel's dismissal made his way out of the drafty courtroom.

Shacklebolt met him at the door with a small smile on his lips; "I knew they'd find you innocent. If they hadn't I would have raised a fuss on your behalf. Shall we go to Gringotts then?" Shacklebolt turned and made his way back to the floo in the lobby of the Ministry.

Rabastan followed in a haze of emotions; to jumbled in his mind to even comprehend them all. Relief was there in great abundance as well as hope and happiness. Rabastan caught up with Shacklebolt at the floo and together they floo'd to Gringotts.

The eyes of most of the patrons widened in fear when Shacklebolt stepped out with Rabastan. It was then that Rabastan remembered that to these people he was a murderer, a demon on the form of a Wizard.

Lowering his head and allowing his dark locks to obscure his face Rabastan let Shacklebolt lead him through the crowd by the arm to an open Goblin teller.

The Goblin looked at Rabastan with black fathomless eyes and inquired as to what they wanted. Rabastan took the papers from Kingsley and told the Goblin that he was here to unfreeze his vaults and get back his access to his properties.

A Goblin approached them and introduced himself as Gobblebrick before escorting Rabastan to a private conference room.

Rabastan bid Shacklebolt thanks and a good day before he hurried off to follow the swiftly moving Goblin. Once they were ensconced in the well-appointed room Gobblebrick laid the papers given to him down on the dark wood table and reviewed them slowly.

Finally the Goblin began to speak in a low gravelly tone; "Everything is in order I just need three drops of your blood on these papers and we will unfreeze all your assets and present you with the Lestrange Lordship ring.

Rabastan nodded, took the offered silver pin in his left hand and pricked his opposite ring finger. Allowing three drops of his blood to drip onto the signature line on the bottom of the document. With a blue flash his signature appeared on the form bound by his blood and magic.

Gobblebrick left his chair; he made his way to the tall filing cabinets in the back of the room and opened a drawer. Slipping his clawed hands inside Gobblebrick pulled out a sheaf of parchment, a wand and a ring box. Sliding the drawer closed quietly the Goblin took his seat, sliding the papers, wand and ring box across for Rabastan to take.

Rabastan's breath caught when he picked up his wand and felt the familiar warmth from his wand flow through his body. Rabastan looked to the Goblin and asked; "Where did my wand come from? I assumed it was snapped when I was arrested almost 16 years ago. "

Gobblebrick spoke his answer in clipped words. "It would have been but as you are a Pureblood and of a Noble House your wand was sent to the family vault for use by later generations of your family should they choose to.

Now if you will inspect the papers and ring so we can conclude our business. I will now take over the management of your vaults. Any questions you have or meetings you may require will be dealt with through me. Also, please address all correspondence to me."

Rabastan agreed and opened the heavy ring box first; examining the Lordship ring of his family. The ring was made of white gold with a dark chocolate Tourmaline in the center, the Lestrange crest engraved on each side of the stone in the thick band. Slipping the ring onto his right ring finger, smiling when it resized to fit him, Rabastan then picked up the packet of parchment.

Rabastan read them thoroughly absorbing the amount of gold in the vaults, which was considerable. All the heirlooms looked as though they were accounted for but Rabastan would return at another time to ensure they were indeed there. The last page held the list of properties that Rabastan now owned as Lord Lestrange.

Sliding his gaze down the list Rabastan's eyes fell on the line containing the description and name of Lestrange Manor, his family's ancestral home. Seeing the blood wards were still in effect, and the house still had house elves in attendance Rabastan made his choice.

"I would like a portkey to take me to Lestrange Manor, please." Rabastan knew he could apparate there using his Lordship ring since that was one of the rings attributes; the ability to apparate the Lord to any of the Lestrange ancestral homes.

Rabastan also knew he could not apparate inside Gringotts and walking into Diagon Alley to the apparition point was a death sentence waiting to happen. So a portkey authorized to work inside the bank was his best option at the moment.

"Of course Lord Lestrange; I will acquire one for you momentarily." Gobblebrick swiftly made his way out of the room. Rabastan sat in the comfy chair and twirled his wand absent mindedly, wondering if the elves had kept up with the house and grounds.

Rabastan surely hoped they had, he had never cared for house elves. Sneaky little creatures but the few elves at Lestrange Manor were trustworthy having been with the family since before even his bastard father was born. Rising when Gobblebrick returned Rabastan took the offered portkey and nodded when he was ready to the Goblin.

Gobblebrick tapped the portkey, spoke the activation word and with a hard tug at his navel Rabastan was pulled away from Gringotts. Rabastan landed a bit unsteadily in front of the high black metal main gate of the Manor.

Getting his bearing Rabastan held his hand up to the Raven's beak on the wrought iron gate, feeling the slice of the blade and allowed his blood and magic to be drawn from his palm. When the gates swung open he knew he had been accepted as the new Lord and the wards would recognize him as such.

Making his way to the front of the Manor, walking through the dark oak front doors, only to stop and observe the three house elves bowing before him. The elf in the center proceeded to babble a greeting only to be cut off by Rabastan's voice. "Thank you for the warm welcome home. Please ready the Lord's bedroom and bath for my use." The three elves bowed and scurried away.

Pleased with the way things had gone so far this day Rabastan made his way to his new bathroom for a hot bath and change of clothes. He would explore and re-familiarize himself with the Manor tomorrow. Also, he would send an owl to Shacklebolt asking for any information on Severus and Lucius along with a good bottle of wine from the cellar.

However, today Rabastan just wanted to rest in his large bed, enjoy a good meal, and bask in his new found lease on life.

I hope you enjoyed the First Chapter!

All Mistakes Are My Own!

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Two days had passed since Rabastan returned to the Manor, and it was now Wednesday. His days were spent reading in the library, listening to the Wizard wireless to catch up on the news in their world, reading in the garden and writing letters to Shacklebolt, Severus and Lucius.

Rabastan wrote a short missive the day after he returned to Lestrange Manor to Shacklebolt requesting information about his two old friends and their whereabouts. Shacklebolt responded later on the same day with the requested information.

It turned out that Severus was acquitted of all charges, as he was working as a spy for the Light during the entire war and Lucius was sentenced to House Arrest for one year with seven years of probation after his house arrest ended.

Rabastan also found out over the radio the reasons why Lucius received such a lenient sentence. Lucius had turned traitor against the Dark Lord and worked as a double agent for the Light after the whole Dept. of Mysteries fiasco.

Rabastan remembered that Narcissa had lost her useless life in the Final Battle; she had sided with the Dark and her insane sister. God riddance to bad rubbish, at least Lucius was free of her.

Lucius on the other hand had showed his true colors; he had fought like a man possessed to protect Hogwarts and his son, Draco during the Final Battle.

Rabastan felt proud that his friends had made it through the war relatively unscathed. Apparently from what Shacklebolt's letter had detailed that Severus and Lucius did their spying so well both of them believed the other to still be loyal to the Dark Lord.

Rabastan wasn't surprised by his friends' true allegiances to the Light side. Both Severus and Lucius never truly wanted to join the Dark Lord. Lucius was forced and Severus was seduced by false promises of belonging and friendship.

Rabastan also knew that if two men could hoodwink the Dark to their true allegiances it was Severus Snape and Lucius Malfoy. They were always true Slytherins; always prepared to wiggle their way out of any bad situation using any means necessary.

Rabastan was looking forward to each of their replies to the letters he had sent out yesterday after receiving Shacklebolt's letter. Hopefully they would respond quickly as Rabastan was anxious to see his friends again and interact with people now that he was free to do so. A small blush lit up his pale cheeks when he thought about seeing Severus again.

Another reason Rabastan wanted to speak with Lucius was he needed to put together a strategy to get his name out of the mud. While he knew it would take quite some time for this to happen completely Rabastan wanted to do everything in his power to speed it along.

A press release was already drafted and sitting on Rabastan's desk in his study. All he needed was a second opinion before he sent it into the Daily Prophet to be printed. It was a detailed explanation and account of what Rabastan had been through during the years after he graduated Hogwarts up until his trial not even 5 days ago.

Rabastan wasn't entirely comfortable divulging so much, but he knew this move was necessary if the public was ever to accept him again. Rising from his chair next to the fire Rabastan made his way to the garden to take a walk around the grounds.

During his stroll a large black Eagle Owl swooped down toward Rabastan's standing form, he raised his arm for the large Owl to land on. Caressing the Owl's soft feathers Rabastan noticed the Malfoy Crest on the medallion secured to the bird's chest. "Ah you're Lucius' Owl then?"

Rabastan chuckled when the large Owl hooted and bobbed its regal head. Taking the expensive thick envelope from the owl's leg Rabastan sent the owl to the family owlery to rest, have a drink and eat if the bird needed to.

Rabastan opened the envelope, pulled out the heavy parchment and unfolded the letter. Rabastan continued walking while he read and when he reached the end of the note he smiled; he had a dinner invitation to Malfoy Manor to attend tonight.

Calling for his White Screech Owl; Sugar, Rabastan flipped the parchment over, and transfigured a quill and ink. Scrawling a quick positive response, Rabastan tied the letter to Sugar's scaly leg and sent her on her way to Malfoy Manor.

Rabastan made his way back toward Lestrange Manor after casting a quick Tempus and noticing it was already 4:30. He would need to be mindful of the time passing while he was getting ready if he wanted to arrive by 5:30. Rabastan hated to arrive late to anything and he wouldn't start now.

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Rabastan checked his reflection once he was done dressing for his dinner appointment; he looked quite good in dark brown Dragon skin knee high boots, dark brown pants that accentuated his long slim legs, a soft silk long sleeved button-up shirt in emerald green and a cream over-robe that was accented in dark brown designs on the hem.

Rabastan's now shoulder length dark brown locks were let loose and framed his thin aristocratic face pleasantly. His face was clean shaven showing off his defined jawline and his dark eyes stood out in stark contrast to his alabaster skin.

His chocolate eyes were shining with happiness as Rabastan made his way to his study to retrieve his press release. Once the release was folded and put away in his robes inside pocket Rabastan made his way to the receiving room.

Taking a pinch of the floo powder Rabastan stepped into the large hearth, threw down the fine powder and called out Malfoy Manor along with the password to pass through the Manor's wards. A swirl of green flames rose swiftly and within seconds Rabastan was swept away to his destination.

Emerging from the fireplace in Malfoy Manor Rabastan was drawn into a warm embrace by the usually reserved Severus Snape. Rabastan had a beaming smile on his face as he hugged his good friend back just as fiercely. "God I've missed you Sev! How have you been? Where's Lucius, he didn't mention you'd be here."

Severus smiled a small barely there smile and responded; "I've missed you as well Rabastan. Lucius is in the sitting room waiting on us and I was a surprise for you." Rabastan couldn't help but chuckle, as a small dusting of pink spread across his cheeks and aquiline nose at Severus' reply.

"What a wonderful surprise it is! Both of my best friends in one place again and I get to truly speak to them after almost 20 years." Rabastan felt his eyes begin to prickle when he finished speaking, as he remembered just how much he'd missed and how much was taken from him by his cruel sibling.

Severus noticing Rabastan's distress moved forward again and gathered the shorter man into his arms. Severus stroked his large hand through Rabastan's sleek dark hair while murmuring words of comfort and assurance, after a few moments Rabastan collected himself and pulled away. Smiling sheepishly Rabastan indicated that they should move to the sitting room.

Both men walked closely together, as they weaved their way through the long and winding halls of Malfoy Manor. A few minutes later Rabastan walked into the large room and set his eyes on Lucius' rising form, walking quickly forward Rabastan embraced his friend tightly.

Rabastan relished in the feeling of happiness and care that radiated from Lucius and Severus' forms. They were together again and no one could take the others away from him; Rabastan wouldn't allow it to happen again.

Pulling away Rabastan took his seat on the sofa in front of the fire; Severus sat beside him while Lucius retook his seat in the large armchair near the hearth. "This is so surreal; us being here again. I can't say how much I've missed you both. How hard it was to be able to see you both suffer but not being able to do anything about it."

After Rabastan's heartfelt words they sat quietly basking in each other's presence. Lucius spoke after a while; 'What happened Rabastan? Sev and I have heard a bit of your story but not all of it. Would you tell us if it won't upset you too much."

Rabastan pulled the press release out of his robe pocket and handed it first to Severus so he could read it. "It will be easier if you read the press release like Severus is. Everything that has happened to me is in there and it will clear up a lot of questions you have I'm sure." After Rabastan's words the room went quiet as first Severus and then Lucius read through the release.

Each man's face went through a slew of emotions; anger, horror, pain and finally happiness. Once they were both done reading each man offered his apologies for not realizing what was happening to Rabastan and expressing their happiness and relief that he was now free. Rabastan just shook his head and smiled sadly at his friends.

"Don't blame yourselves; you couldn't have known what Rodolphus was doing to me. Plus you both had your own lives to live. Besides even if you did find out about my being under the Imperius I was already marked by that demon.

There wasn't anywhere left for me to go and I'm not spy material so turning against the Dark was out of the question anyway. Yes, living over 20 years as a mostly thoughtless zombie was horrid but it also enabled me to go free and enjoy a second chance." Both men digested Rabastan's words and nodded their heads in agreement to them.

"Now what do you think of my press release?" Rabastan wanted to move away from the sentimental talk as neither Lucius nor Severus were what you would call emotionally in touch men.

Lucius spoke first; "It was quite detailed and it explained everything clearly so even the most base and simple of readers can understand what you have been through. Also, it is a smart move to explain and profess your innocence to the masses as soon as possible."

Severus nodded his head in agreement and murmured his reply; "It is a good release Rabastan. You should send it in immediately, the sooner it is printed and your innocence can be absorbed into the minds' of the people the better off you'll be."

Rabastan nodded and placed the release back into his pocket. The rest of the time they were together was spent talking about inconsequential things; Quidditch, Draco and Severus' students at Hogwarts.

The food was exquisite as always and Rabastan was given triple helpings of the rich chocolate fudge cake they had for dessert. HE was still under strict orders from Healer Pryne to rebuild his fat stores.

By the end of the night Rabastan had plans to visit Severus at Hogwarts on Monday since it was Summer time and no one was there, so crowds were not a problem.

Lucius was confined to his Manor so Rabastan promised to drop by on Saturday to catch up more and view the beautiful gardens the Manor boasted.

Lucius walked them to the floo room and bid them goodbye before making his way to his study. Rabastan walked with Severus to the floo; when they reached it Rabastan turned and gave Severus a hug and placed a kiss to Severus' sallow cheek.

Rabastan pulled away quickly with a bright red blush on his sculpted cheekbones. He said his goodbyes quickly to Severus and rushed through the motions with the floo powder and shortly afterwards he was stepping into receiving room at Lestrange Manor.

Rabastan's heart was beating loud and fast in his thin chest and he was stunned at his forwardness with Severus. He had kissed Severus! Well he guessed it wasn't so earth shattering it was only on the cheek but for Rabastan it was quite forward.

Rabastan had never gotten a chance to really explore his sexuality at Hogwarts; he finally figured out he was gay in seventh year and only had the chance to kiss a few Slytherin boys but that was as far as it went. After graduation he was either controlled by Rodolphus or locked in his room.

It was quite embarrassing really he was a 40 year old man who had never experienced romantic love, hell he had never experienced sex! It wasn't something that was known about him by many but then again how could it be? It wasn't as if the Dark Lord posted their sexual conquests on a bulletin board during Death Eater meetings.

Shaking his head Rabastan made his way toward his bedroom to undress, prepare himself for bed and lay down for the night. Severus probably didn't even think anything of it at all; Rabastan was just getting carried away but he had been harboring a crush on the younger man since their Hogwarts years. Even the damn Imperius couldn't squash his feelings for Severus.

He had just acted on impulse when he had hugged and kissed Severus' cheek. It was hard to resist his impulses concerning the dour potions master; Severus may not be conventionally attractive quite the opposite actually, but to Rabastan he was beautiful. Severus was a wonderful and caring person; he just didn't show it to most people which was a shame really.

Sighing and deciding to play it as it came Rabastan allowed himself to relax as he slipped into his night robe and under his soft sheets and blankets. Yes, what would happen would happen and Rabastan would roll with the punches. Maybe Severus would reciprocate his feeling but only time would tell.

Rabastan quickly fell into a deep sleep, dreaming of happier times when the three of them were at school and the things they had done. The potion experiments they'd undertaken that generally led to spectacular explosions. Sitting in the common room and discussing their bright futures where they would always stick together.

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The next morning Rabastan made his way once again to his study and composed a letter to the Editor-in-Chief of the Daily Prophet. Rabastan was not a fool he knew how the Prophet could twist the truth around for their own gain.

To combat any creative editing on the Prophet's part Rabastan had charmed the words of his press release to only appear after the editor had agreed to the stipulation in Rabastan's attached letter.

The stipulations were not complicated; the Editor just had to vow not to edit or change any of Rabastan's words in anyway. Also, the editor and by extension the Prophet wouldn't print anything slanderous about Rabastan if they knew it was untrue.

Rabastan had no qualms about suing the Daily Prophet until nothing was left of it but that would not exactly help his floundering public image. So a vow and a warming of a lawsuit should the Prophet get carried away and began printing lies about him would have to do for right now.

Once the charms and spell work was done on the letter and press release; Rabastan summoned Sugar, tied the sealed envelope to her leg and walked to the window. Soon Sugar was a white dot flying into the bright morning sky.

Rabastan sat there and just stared into nowhere. Running all the things he wanted to do and needed to do. The first was to make a trip to Gringotts to review the Lestrange heirloom vault and have a chat with Gobblebrick bout the investments his family was involved in.

Maybe in the past the Lestrange family had no issues with investing in illegal and unsavory companies but now that Rabastan was in control he wouldn't allow this practice to continue. This change was a step in the right direction to showing that Rabastan was sincere in his wish to rejoin and make amends to the Wizarding people of Britain.

Next on the agenda was to donate a fair amount of gold to St. Mungo's. Rabastan knew Healer Pryne didn't have to treat him kindly or do half the things he did to help him get better but he did.

If this was the type of Healer that St. Mungos had employed there then Rabastan thought the hospital deserved a hefty donation so they could continue their excellent care of magical people.

Lastly, Rabastan would assume his place in the House of Lords and on the Hogwarts' Board of Governors; there was a lot of legislation and changes Rabastan wanted to put forward. He believed the justice system was severely lacking and in times of strife corners were cut. This lack of abiding by the rules and laws should never have been allowed to happen.

Rabastan believed, as did many that a fair trial was the cornerstone for a good justice system. Once you started denying the accused that right what else are you going to deny next? It was a slippery slope and the British Ministry had already slipped down it.

Why else do you think it was so easy for the Dark Lord to infiltrate the Ministry? Corrupt, greedy and lazy politicians and workers that was how. So many Ministry employees were willing to be bribed to turn their heads and allow almost anything to take place.

Of course you had the zealots in the Ministry like Bartemius Crouch and those who thought like him; who tossed people like Sirius Black and Rabastan himself into Azkaban. Without a trial or any concrete proof aside from shaky testimony from muggles in Sirius' case and a self-serving slime bucket by the name of Igor Karkaroff in Rabastan's.

This could not continue if you wanted people to have faith in the fairness and justice of the Ministry. All the Ministry had managed lately was to show the populace that the higher up officials of the past were inept and incompetent to a disgusting degree.

Yes, there were good ones amongst the trash but they were few and far between. Rabastan could only name three off the top of his head and two of them were dead; Madam Amelia Bones, Minister Rufus Scrimgeor and Kingsley Shacklebolt.

Rabastan had like Madam Bones when he had met her a few times when he visited the Ministry when he was younger. Scrimgeor was an honorable bloke who tried to stop the corruption when he assumed the post of Minister, but by that time it ran so deeply it was like trying to push back a tsunami with sandbags; useless. And Shacklebolt had proven himself to Rabastan by his fair treatment of him.

Hogwarts was another breeding ground for hate and distrust. The rivalry between houses was getting out of control and needed to be stomped down quickly before it went too far.

Also, classes should be offered to Muggleborns and Half-bloods, if they weren't raised in the Wizarding world, on Wizarding traditions and customs. That way they had a better understanding of the world they were now a part of.

Rabastan broke out of his spiraling and wandering thoughts. Turning away from the window Rabastan made his way to the kitchen to check up on his three elves. It hadn't been a week but the little creatures were wheedling into Rabastan's good graces.

Their names were Lippy, Tippy and Kippy; Lippy being the Head Elf. Rabastan was glad to have them since he was rubbish at cleaning and his cooking wasn't exactly edible by human standards. When he pushed the door open to the large kitchen he was greeted by the site of Tippy placing a large breakfast tray on the table.

With a low bow Tippy bid him good morning and wished him to enjoy his breakfast of fried eggs, bacon, hash browns and chocolate chip waffles. It looked delicious and Rabastan was still under Healer's orders to stuff himself silly three times a day. A bright smile on his face, Rabastan proceeded to devour his breakfast.

Today was shaping up to be a good day. Rabastan decided to spend the day researching old laws and seeing if there was any way to modify or change them completely so the things that were allowed to happen during the war never happened again. Maybe he'd bring them over to Lucius' on Saturday so he could review them too?

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The weekend flew by for Rabastan but it was a very productive weekend none the less. His release had been published and it made the first two pages! Rabastan was a bit taken aback when had unfolded the paper Sunday morning and came face to face with a picture of himself and under that his statement.

He and Lucius had reviewed dome of his tentative ideas for the overhaul of the old and archaic laws that governed their world and now that Rabastan's image was being rehabbed he would soon be able to introduce them to the House of Lords for a vote. Rabastan knew he was in for long fight to get his changes passed but he was willing to fight.

Lucius also said he may have a powerful ally in Harry Potter in regards to the changes in their judicial system and its tendency to throw people they believed guilty straight into Azkaban.

According to Lucius Harry was still stung by the fact that his Godfather was tossed into Azkaban without a trial and allowed to rot there just as Rabastan had been.

It was now Monday and Rabastan was just completing a letter giving permission for a reporter from the Prophet to conduct an interview with him tomorrow at his Manor. Apparently his story had created quite the interest with the public and people wanted to hear more from him.

This result pleased Rabastan to no end sure Howlers had been sent to him but his wards took care of them but the overwhelming response to him personally and in turn to the prophet was positive.

Rabastan made his way to the floo with a pleased grin on his delicate features. Grabbing the powder and calling his destination plus the password to Severus' personal floo in his chambers; Rabastan was gone in a flash of emerald flames.

Rabastan stepped into Severus' quarters and spelled the ash and soot of his black over-robe. Before he made another step he was pulled into Severus' arms and hugged tightly. Rabastan couldn't help but laugh and press a kiss to Severus; cheek.

"I missed you too Sev. Anything new happening since I saw you last?" Rabastan leaned back to look into the black eyes of his favorite potions master. Severus gave him a small grin before releasing Rabastan from the warm hug.

"No, not much has happened but I saw you article and most of the faculty has approached me and asked if it was true. I assured them it was and when I said you were visiting for lunch Minerva invited us to join them in the Great Hall."

Rabastan listened to Severus' reply and was quite pleased that people really were ready to believe in his innocence. "Of course we can eat with them. It'll be nice to chat with other people again. I can't believe it Sev! I'm waiting to wake up and realize this is all a dream."

Rabastan shook himself out of his dark thoughts and asked Severus what potions he had been working on lately. Just as he thought this one question set Severus off on quite the tangent but Rabastan didn't mind. Severus wasn't interested or passionate about a lot of things but potions were his first love.

Rabastan listened and was soon being taken on a tour of Severus' personal lab while Severus detailed the potions he was experimenting on with in hopes of making them better, and more effective.

Rabastan had always been a decent potion maker but he enjoy discussing the theory of potions even more than brewing them; how each ingredient worked, could ingredients be changed for greater potency and finally attempting to brew the adjusted recipe.

The brewing of the new recipe usually fell to Severus since Rabastan wasn't at the level to attempt such a delicate operation and Severus didn't like to clean up after Rabastan's cauldron melted or exploded.

As they spoke about potions on the couch in the sitting room they gradually began to drift closer to each other. Before long Rabastan's shoulder and thigh were brushing against Severus'; plucking up a bit of courage Rabastan reached for Severus' hand. When he slipped his slender hand in Severus' larger one, Rabastan looked into Severus' onyx eyes and had to ask; "Is this okay, Sev?"

Rabastan hated that his voice came out sounding so unsure but he was proud that he had the guts to ask the question. He waited for Severus to answer him and he began to feel nervous when after a few moments Severus didn't answer. Rabastan moved to pull his hand away but his appendage was held tightly in place by Severus.

"No, Rabastan it's fine, unbelievable even. You're sure about this?" It was now Severus' turn to sound unsure and Rabastan hated the sound of the normally confident potions master sounding like that.

"I'm sure Severus. I've been sure since seventh year." Rabastan looked away then so Severus wouldn't see his face that he was sure now looked like a cherry. Severus for his part sat there in shock over the news Rabastan had just given him.

"Seventh year?! That long?" Severus' voice was quiet and tinged with disbelief. Rabastan nodded and let his chocolate eyes meet Severus' onyx so Severus could see the sincerity showing in his gaze.

"I'm shocked you could care for someone like me in that way. Rabastan you're gorgeous, rich, intelligent and a Lord. I'm ugly, bad tempered, poor and a severely underpaid professor. You could do so much better than me; you should do so much better than me."

Rabastan was not pleased or happy hearing the way Severus spoke about himself at all! Warm chocolate orbs became hard and stared deeply into Severus' sad black eyes. "Severus stop now! I won't have you belittle and undermine your worth like this. Yes, you aren't what most would consider attractive but to me you are beautiful. You are right you are notorious bad tempered but with me you have always been kind and caring in your own way.

Severus why the hell would I care about your financial status? As you said I'm rich so your financial state means very little to me. Besides I know that some people would only want me for my money or title but with you I don't have to worry about that."

Rabastan held up his free hand to stop Severus from speaking when Severus looked like he was about to retort scathingly at being bundled in with gold diggers.

"I know Severus you aren't nor have you ever been a gold digger. You are however the man I've had a crush on for almost half my life and the man I choose to be with. If you'll have me that is." After his rant Rabastan found his boots quite interesting and couldn't bring himself to look at Severus. He was feeling a bit embarrassed after his outburst.

Long fingers grasped his chin and raised Rabastan's blushing face upward to meet Severus'. "You really are serious. Well then who am I to deny my Lord anything? If you want me you have me Rabastan." Severus leaned forward and pressed his thin lips to Rabastan's plump ones.

When they parted Rabastan felt like he needed to clarify something. "Severus we are equals in this relationship regardless of my Lordship. When we are in private or amongst friends I'm just Rabastan like I always have been. Yes, in public we may have to act a bit proper but no more than we ever did prior to starting our courting."

Severus nodded and let go of Rabastan's hand and slid his long arm around Rabastan's shoulders; pulling Rabastan to settle against his strong side. Rabastan allowed himself to be pulled and savored the feeling of finally being close to the man he had wanted and craved since he was 17 years old.

They sat like that, just enjoying the quiet and each other presence. Rabastan relished it more than he could express in words without sounding like a confunded moron. Too soon though they had to get up for lunch with the rest of the professors.

Professors that had taught Rabastan when he had attended Hogwarts; Merlin he was still weary of McGonagall. That witch was scary when she wanted to be, but Severus had said they believed in his innocence and Rabastan had no reason to doubt him.

The journey to the Great Hall was bittersweet; memories of their school days mixed with the horrible memories of the Final Battle. They walked hand in hand; Severus offering his silent support as if he knew the emotional turmoil that was flooding Rabastan's mind.

Before long the massive doors to the Great Hall appeared in front of them and Rabastan said a silent prayer to Salazar that this lunch went well. With a deep breath and a nod from Rabastan; Severus pushed the doors open.

Sorry for the slight cliffhanger!

Yes Severus & Lucius are a bit OOC but everyone is a bit more relaxed and open with their close friends. Also, the war is over so Severus and Lucius can let some of their masks drop.

All Mistakes Are My Own.

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As it turned out Rabastan had little to worry about when it came to having lunch with his former professors. They had welcomed him warmly to the table not commenting or blinking at Severus and his joined hands, if anything McGonagall and Flitwick seemed pleased by it.

The conversation flowed easily between them; the staff had of course asked him about the circumstances surrounding his trial and release. Rabastan answered all their questions honestly and earnestly.

Rabastan also took the opportunity to discuss his thoughts on possible changes he wanted to make at Hogwarts when he assumed his place as a Governor on the school's board.

His idea about a course on wizarding culture and traditions was met with positive feedback and even a few suggestions about the curriculum if it were to be offered to the students.

Rabastan's thoughts about the rising tension between the houses was another topic that spurred on quite a bit of debate but it was all good natured. The consensus was that the past Headmasters had simply left the rivalry, especially the Gryffindor/Slytherin one, alone; each hoping that the situation would resolve itself in time.

It hadn't but McGonagall, the current Headmistress, and several other professors hoped that the war had shown people that not all Slytherins were evil and not all the other houses were innocent. It was shown throughout the trials after the war that Death Eaters came from all four of the Hogwarts' houses.

Rabastan left the Great Hall in quite a giddy mood; Severus just watched his new lover with an amused eye. Rabastan was truly happy that these educators would stand behind his ideas when he presented them to the Board. If they hadn't the fight to get the changes passed would have been an uphill climb.

When they reached Severus' quarters both men went back to sit on the sofa, and as if they had been doing this for years settled next to each other their arms coming to wrap around the other's body. Rabastan was in a state of pure bliss; he finally had the man of his dreams!

If anyone had a problem with Severus and his relationship they could go hang for all he cared. He was happy and free for the first time in many years; Rabastan would be damned if he let someone's opinion sway him from Severus' side.

Rabastan sat with Severus for quite a while but before long it was time for him to leave. He had an interview to get ready for after all and he had a feeling that some of the questions would be hard to deal with for him.

Rising and making his way to the floo with Severus by his side, Rabastan leaned forward and tilted his head back to press his lips to Severus'. This time it wasn't just a simple pressing of lips; Severus took the initiative and swiped his tongue against the crease of Rabastan's soft lips.

Rabastan opened his lips willingly for Severus' tongue to come in and twine with his own. It was amazing to feel Severus' tongue sliding against his own and Rabastan craved more; raising his arms he slid them around Severus' neck pulling his taller body against Rabastan's.

The moment their bodies met coupled with the wonderful sensations from their kiss felt so damn good to him and Rabastan couldn't help but moan into the mouth against his. Rabastan knew if he didn't stop this now he would do something he and Severus weren't ready for. Reluctantly Rabastan broke the kiss and moved a step away from Severus' lean form.

"Wow! I never knew it could be like that. I have to go but I'd like it if you would come for dinner tomorrow night. If you're free that is?" Rabastan spoke shyly, feeling a bit nervous after their heated kiss.

"Of course. Does 7 work for you?" Rabastan nodded to Severus in assent and with a quick peck to Severus' swollen lips Rabastan entered the floo and returned to his Manor. Rabastan practically bounced out of the hearth and his smile refused to budge off his face.

Today had been magnificent! He had gotten his first lover, earned the support from the Hogwarts professors for his educational reform ideas and had a date with said lover tomorrow night. Now what to tell the elves to make for supper tomorrow?

Rabastan made his way to his favorite chair in his study, pushing his besotted thoughts of Severus out of his mind, and focused on the upcoming interview tomorrow with the Daily Prophet reporter.

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The reporter from the Prophet arrived promptly at 11 the next morning, her name was Megan Sharpe and she was a friendly young woman. Well at least Rabastan thought so but he also knew not to judge a book by its cover and proceeded with caution.

Megan had started the interview by reviewing and asking simple questions to clear up reader questions in regards to the statement that had been printed in the paper's Sunday edition.

The questions after these became more in depth and revolved around his newly acquired Lordship and position in the House of Lords said Lordship granted him. Rabastan enjoyed detailing his position politically; which he was sure would raise a few eyebrows around the Ministry and with the public in general.

Yes, Rabastan was a Slytherin and Lestrange but those did not define his views and who he was. Yes, he was proud to be a pure-blood and a member of a Noble House but he wasn't under the delusion that these facts made him better or more worthy than any other witch or wizard.

Rabastan was also more open-minded to compromise than most of his pure-blooded and noble brethren. Rabastan explained that if the wizards and witches in the government ever wanted to get anything done they would have to compromise and become more accepting of changes.

Rabastan though still was solid in his beliefs that while they should embrace change the magical population should never forget where they came from and the age old traditions that their world was comprised of.

Megan, as she asked Rabastan to call her, was indeed a truly pleasant young woman and Rabastan enjoyed their time together. Once all the questions had been asked Megan exuberantly thanked Rabastan for his time and told him that he should be on the lookout in the next few days for his interview to be printed.

Rabastan assured her he would and left an open invitation for another interview should the Prophet desire it. Rabastan made his way from the floo Megan had disappeared into and went to the kitchen.

Tippy rushed forward once he entered the room and offered him tea, cookies, cakes and every other imaginable sweet they had in the house. The elves had remembered Rabastan's sweet tooth it seemed and stocked the pantries accordingly.

Rabastan watched on in amusement as the elf began listing the individual cookies on hand before he raised his hand for Tippy to stop rambling. "I'm fine Tippy but I would like to inform you that we will be having a guest for dinner. He will be arriving at 7 so dinner should be ready by 7:30.

I would like our dinner to start with a Caesar salad, leading to a Sirloin steak with baked potato and broccoli. I would like to end the meal with Vanilla ice-cream and fudge brownies. Is this possible?"

Tippy nodded her little head enthusiastically and gushed her response; "Of course Master Rabastan! Tippy and the others won't disappoint Master and Master's guest. No sir, we's be starting on dinner right away!"

Before Rabastan could tell her that starting now wasn't necessary as it was only 5, Tippy already started buzzing about the kithen and focused on her task of preparing dinner. Shrugging Rabastan made his way to his bathroom to run a hot bath. He wanted to look his best tonight for Severus.

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Rabastan nervously pulled on the sleeve of his black over robe, as he surveyed his reflection in the full length mirror in his bedroom. He looked good, great even; Rabastan had selected a pair of dark blue pants that hugged his legs and hips, a snug button-up shirt in black, his over robe was a soft silk-cotton blend. Black Dragon hide boots topped off the lovely and well-made outfit; he just hoped Severus liked it.

Merlin Rabastan felt like he was 17 again! Pushing his nerves aside Rabastan made his to the receiving room to greet Severus. He didn't wait long and soon his lover emerged from the floo.

Rabastan felt his mouth water at the site of Severus; the man was gorgeous in all black. The fit of Severus' clothing was impeccable, highlighting the man's tall strong form. Rabastan thought Severus should always dress like this and now that Severus was with Rabastan he would be able to.

A Lestrange always took care of their own and Severus was Rabastan's now. Whether the dour potions maker liked it or not Rabastan would take care of him; of curse Rabastan knew Severus would fight him a bit but Rabastan would not be swayed.

If he wanted to buy his lover a few outfits and anything else that jumped out at Rabastan he would, Severus would get over it. Rabastan knew if anyone deserved to be cared for it was Severus Snape. The man had faced so much in his life and he deserved so much; Rabastan wanted to be the one to give it to him.

Shaking out of his thoughts Rabastan stepped forward to kiss Severus' freshly shaven cheek and took his hand to lead him to the sitting room where they could have a drink before dinner.

Sitting down on the sofa in front of the bay window that presented a beautiful view of the Lestrange gardens Rabastan nervously waited for Severus to speak. His breath caught when Severus pressed his thin lips to Rabastan's and kissed him senseless. When Severus pulled away Rabastan knew his chocolate eyes were probably hazy with arousal and lust.

Throwing caution to the wind along with his nerves; Rabastan moved so he was straddling Severus lap. Shifting to get comfortable before slamming their lips together and forcing his questing tongue into Severus' hot mouth.

Severus allowed Rabastan to explore his mouth before pushing Rabastan's tongue back into his own mouth; Severus stroked Rabastan's tongue with his own in hard strokes. Rabastan was panting and moaning into their kiss, letting himself be swept away by that talented mouth that was dominating his own so skillfully.

When they broke apart Severus brought his lips to Rabastan's pale neck and laid teasing nips and sucks along the soft column of flesh. Rabastan mewled when Severus sucked on a particularly sensitive place where his neck and collarbone met.

Seeing Rabastan's enthusiastic response Severus continued to tease and worry that spot. Rabastan's hands were gipping the back of the sofa, trying to ground himself in the face of the mounting pleasure he was experiencing.

Rabastan jumped off Severus in surprise when Lippy popped in and embarrassingly told them dinner was ready to be served in the dining room. Blushing Rabastan took several deep breaths trying to get his body and breathing under his control again.

Rabastan noticed Severus was going through the same issues he was and felt a bit smug that he turned Severus on as much as Severus aroused him. Not too bad for an innocent virgin if Rabastan may say so! Once they were calm they made their way, once again hand in hand, to the dining room.

As soon as they sat a delicious Caesar salad popped onto the table before them. Conversation was easy as always between the two of them; Rabastan discussed his interview and Severus told him about Minerva asking him to come to her office to discuss more changes she wanted to present to Rabastan.

Rabastan was confused why Minerva would want to present them to him. Severus cleared up his confusion by explaining that the Board would be more inclined to listen and even make changes to the laws and possible changes to the classes offered if they were proposed by one of its members rather than the Headmistress.

Rabastan thought that was the dumbest thing he'd ever heard and resolved to integrate the professors' ideas and suggestions into the Board meetings. Maybe even allow the professors who had an idea to schedule a presentation to the Board so the members could listen and then ask questions to the sponsoring professor.

The idea had merit and Rabastan had received an owl earlier letting him know that the Board of Governors was meeting in the first week of August to discuss the upcoming school term. Yes, Rabastan was chomping at the bit to present his ideas to the sometimes stuffy and backward thinking Board.

It was time the wizarding world's old school thinkers were shaken up a bit! The stagnation in their governing bodies was unacceptable not when there were so many young and brilliant minds coming up with new and inventive things and ideas all the time.

Rabastan abruptly lost his focus when a large fudge brownie covered in vanilla ice cream was placed in front of his face. Severus chuckled and stayed quiet while Rabastan applied himself with single-minded devotion to his dessert. Rabastan may have grown and matured but his sweet tooth would never go away.

It would probably haunt his health in his later years but Rabastan could give a flying fig about that. Besides Healer Pryne ordered him to eat what he wanted to help get his still thin body back into healthy shape.

Thinking of Healer Pryne made him remember his appointment with the kind healer on Thursday. Rabastan mentioned it to Severus and quickly had to assure his onyx eyes lover that it was just a routine checkup when he saw Severus' concerned gaze.

Rabastan's eyes watered a bit when Severus had insisted that he should accompany Rabastan just in case they found something wrong with him and also the potions master could speak to his Healer to acquire a list of any suggestion potions so Severus could brew them for him.

Rabastan smiled a loving smile at Severus' mother hen like behavior, but let it be. It warmed him to know that Severus seemed to want to care for him as much as Rabastan wanted to care for him. Smiling Rabastan stood after they were finished and suggested they take a stroll in the gardens to help them digest their scrumptious meal. Rabastan really was beginning to love his trio of little house elves!

Rabastan let Severus wrap his strong arm around his slender shoulders; Rabastan placed his arm around Severus' trim waist in response, as they walked the stone paths through the wonderfully fragrant gardens.

Making their way to the large pond in the center of the gardens Severus and Rabastan sat down on a stone bench and stared up at the half full moon. Never in a million years did Rabastan hope to be sitting here with Severus; the both of them were now free of the Dark Lord and able to be together openly.

It was a dream come true for Rabastan; he blinked his eyes once again and cleared the tears away. He had been doing that a lot lately and it was beginning to unnerve him. Rabastan was never this emotional before he was placed under the curse, it was confusing to him. He jumped when Severus placed a kiss to his temple and took him in his arms, holding Rabastan's body close to his.

"Let it out Rabastan. You will feel better afterwards." Severus' words were hushed and gentle and Rabastan couldn't make his voice work due to the emotions once again swirling and raging in his mind and body. All he could manage was to shake his head weakly as the first tears fell against his will.

Severus pressed his lips to Rabastan's temple and just held him tightly; supporting Rabastan's slightly shaking form. Rabastan was overcome with all the emotions he had carefully pushed aside and veiled with a happy smile and cheerful demeanor.

"Why did Rodolphus do this to me Sev? He was my big brother! I thought he loved me. He was supposed to protect me not abuse me like he did! For over 20 years he imprisoned me in my own mind, my own body. Forced me to sully my name, my soul and hands with the blood of innocent people. All in the name of that madman.

Severus I hate him. I hate what I did; I'm disgusted with myself for my weakness and not being strong enough to stand up to Rodolphus, for not breaking away from the Imperius' hold on me. How can you look at me like you do when you know how weak I am. How easily I was controlled and manipulated." Rabastan's words were choked and halting as the tears now ran heavy and fast down his flushed cheeks.

Severus tilted Rabastan's head bringing his tear filled chocolate eyes to meet Severus' black orbs and Rabastan froze when he saw the emotions showing in those dark eyes. "Rabastan you aren't weak. Far from it; you have been through unimaginable things and come out with your mind and body intact. You survived over 20 years either under the Imperius or in the company of Dementors in Azkaban and the Dark Lord.

As for Rodolphus he was a blind bigoted fool! He abused one of the most scared bonds and forms of love that one can have or experience; the love of a sibling. Rodolphus should have respected your wishes and protected you from the Dark Lord.

He didn't Rabastan and that was Rodolphus' fault not your own, never yours Rabastan. You were and are the most loving, loyal and generous man I have ever known. I was so worried when I got your letter after you were found innocent and released that you would have changed but it filled my heart with happiness when you appeared to be the same as you have always been.

I see know though that the ordeals you have been through are effecting you a bit more than you want to admit and maybe you should bring it up with your Healer on Thursday. And before you say no remember I will be there to support you in any way I can. When I agreed to be with you as your lover I meant it for the long haul not until things get complicated. Trust me to help you, guide you and care for you Rabastan and I promise I will never knowingly steer you wrong. Can you do that for me?"

Rabastan absorbed Severus' words of care and affection slightly taken aback by them. Severus was never one to express himself so openly and that made Rabastan know that everything may not be perfect right now but with Severus by his side they could be or as close to perfect as they could manage.

"I'll try Severus but it's hard to open up and tell others how I'm feeling but if you're there I can try. Thank you for listening to me and supporting me through it. I know you're not comfortable with expressing your feelings or when others express theirs. I'm grateful to have you."

Rabastan leaned into Severus and snuggled into his firm body leaching Severus' body heat and enjoying the scent of clove that always surrounded Severus' person. "I know I'm not the most sentimental of men but if this is what you need to get through this I will do whatever I can to help you, Rabastan."

After Severus' words they sat in silence both emotionally drained from their heart to heart talk. Rabastan's eyes burned from his tears and his face was a bit sticky from where the salty drops had dried. Severus shifted, pressing another kiss to Rabastan's temple before standing.

"I have to get back we have a staff meeting tomorrow. I'll inform Minerva of your willingness to speak to her about our ideas. Come walk me to the floo." Severus held out his hand for Rabastan to take, once his hand was in Severus', Rabastan was pulled back to his feet gently.

When they arrived at the floo they shared a soft kiss filled with promises of continued support and the beginnings of what could one day be love. It was over to soon and Rabastan had to stop himself from asking Severus to spend the night; he was to emotionally raw for that and would probably do something he may regret in the morning if Severus stayed.

Severus seemed to understand what Rabastan was thinking and with one more press of their lips. Severus was gone in a flash of emerald flame. Rabastan tiredly made his way to his bedroom, brushed his teeth, stripped out of his clothes not bothering with a robe and fell into his bed. Rabastan was asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow.

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~~~~~~~~~~~************Chapter 4**********~~~~~~~~~~~

Rabastan was nervous as he and Severus sat in the waiting room at St. Mungos. Healer Pryne had been called and was on his way to take Rabastan back for his checkup. That was not the issue though the issue was what Severus wanted Rabastan to talk about with his Healer.

HE knew he was being petulant but it really was hard for him to open up about his feelings probably because he had so many emotions running through him from one moment to another. Sometimes he felt sad, then happy and hopeful before despair would creep in and steal away his happiness.

When Healer Pryne came through the double doors to collect Rabastan his eyebrow rose in question when Severus stood with Rabastan, holding his lover's smaller hand in his. Rabastan blushed slightly and introduced Severus to his Healer.

Both men were cordial toward each other but Rabastan could tell Pryne had a few questions for him in regards to Severus' protective presence. Questions Rabastan knew he would answer honestly even if they were embarrassing to him.

When they made it to a private room Healer Pryne took a seat on a chair while Rabastan and Severus sat down the cot. Healer Pryne started by asking about his overall physical health which Rabastan assured him was fine and then Pryne stood and ran a simple health scan.

Nodding as he stepped away Healer Pryne expressed his happiness that Rabastan was physically still healthy and his weight and muscle mass was rebounding nicely from his ordeal. Rabastan was happy as was Severus though you couldn't tell by looking at him but Rabastan knew his lover's tells.

Severus nudged Rabastan lightly to encourage him to talk about his feelings and overall mental health. Clearing his throat Rabastan began to speak about his fluctuating emotions and moods. How he constantly felt that something was going to go wrong and the despair that made him feel.

Healer Pryne listened quietly while a quick quotes quill made notes while Rabastan talked. Once he was done Rabastan leaned into his lover's side seeking comfort from Severus' steady presence. Both men waited for the Healer to speak.

Soon Pryne cleared his throat and smiled to allay Rabastan's fears and nerves. "It is quite normal Rabastan to feel as you do. You have been emotionally deadened for so long that the ability to feel everything can be overwhelming. Whenever you feel overwhelmed take deep breaths and clear you mind.

When the feeling of despair and sadness come try and think of all the good things you have in your life now; your life and freedom back, the ability to see your friends, and from what I can see a new lover. But I would like for you to speak to a mind healer once a week to help you acclimate to your new found freedom and life. But there is nothing alarming about what you are experiencing and feeling.

I'm encouraged that you are willing to talk about it with me and it would appear that you have spoken to Mr. Snape about it as well. That will help you as well. The support of those close to you is invaluable to your recovery both physically and mentally."

Rabastan nodded and thanked his Healer and took the offered card with the Mind Healer's information listed on it. He promised to get into contact with them in the next week and scheduled another follow-up visit with Pryne for next month.

Severus and Rabastan stood and shook the friendly Healer's hand before leaving to return to Rabastan's Manor. Once they had returned Rabastan needed to feel Severus' body next to his; almost as if Severus was grounding him after his emotionally taxing day.

Severus understood, he always did, and walked Sirius to the living room and sat down pulling Rabastan onto his lap. Rabastan wrapped his arms around Severus' neck and nuzzled into Severus neck savoring his lover's scent. Severus wrapped his strong arms around his lover's delicate form and held him close to him.

HE was grateful to have a lover who was an in tune with him as Severus was but that was probably due to their over 20 years of knowing the other. Rabastan felt the urge to talk to Severus about his love life prior to their relationship or rather the lack of a love life.

"Sev, I want to tell you something and I want you to listen to me. It is a bit embarrassing but you need to know if this relationship is to go further between us." Severus leaned back so his onyx eyes could look into Rabastan's chocolate orbs as he listened to his lover speak.

"I'm not sure what you know of my prior relationships before we got together but whatever you've heard isn't true. The only things I have done with anyone, male or female, was kissing and heavy touching at Hogwarts. I'm untouched in that way and I'm nervous about that part of our relationship. You are probably very sexually experienced and don’t want to deal with me. I'll understand if you don’t want to continue on with me."

Rabastan was a fidgeting, blushing mess when he was done with his verbal diatribe and waited with baited breath for Severus to talk or do anything really. Severus tightened his arms and pulled Rabastan against his body and spoke into Rabastan's thick dark hair; "I would never leave you for that Rabastan. If anything I'm honored that you would trust me with your virginity.

I'm happy I will be the first man to touch you like that and I'm hoping the last as well. But don’t give me too much credit Rabastan. I'm not as you say very sexually experienced; in the last 20 years I've had a few relationships, none of them serious.

You are the first man I've committed myself to and I would like to take this as far as we can together. If that is what you still want." Once he was done with his response Severus pressed his nose into Rabastan's sweet smelling hair and just breathed in his scent.

Rabastan felt his heart soar at every one of Severus' sincerely spoken words. Severus still wanted him!! He really thought Severus wouldn't want to deal with an inexperienced 40 year old wizard but he guessed he had never looked at it from Severus' point of view. Where his virginity was one of the most important thing you could give your partner.

Feeling better Rabastan pulled back and pressed his soft lips to Severus thin ones and just enjoyed the feel of their lips touching. The kiss turned heated when Severus' tongue slithered out and into Rabastan's compliant mouth. That slick appendage giving teasing licks and strokes to every inch of Rabastan's warm cavern.

It felt phenomenal to Rabastan and he felt comfortable to take their physical intimacy farther than they had in the past week. Removing his slender arm from around Severus' neck, he brought his hand down and began to unbutton Severus' black robes.

Once those heavy robes were out of Rabastan's hands was he proceeded to unbutton Severus' black trousers; sliding his hand into Severus' underwear and grasping Severus' hard thick cock. Rabastan was encouraged to go on when Severus broke their kiss; fathomless dark eyes sliding closed and moaned loudly letting his head drop onto the sofa cushion while Rabastan pumped his erection in his hand.

Rabastan wasn’t sure what he was doing but he knew what he liked and executed the moves he found the most pleasurable. It seemed Severus was agreeable to them if the groans and other sounds of pleasure leaving those pale lips were anything to go by.

Driven on Rabastan thumbed the head of Severus' cock and smeared the pre-cum leaking out of the slit to help his hand glide easier over Severus' silken and rigid flesh. Adding a corkscrew motion when his hand slid down to the thick base of the erection in his hand. Severus' noises were coming louder now and Rabastan quickened the pace of the hand down Severus' pants.

Rabastan felt the heavy cock in his hand pulse and swell as a burst of cum erupted from Severus' member; staining and coating Rabastan's hand and Severus' underwear. Rabastan was feeling quite accomplished with himself as he watched Severus come undone and knowing he did that.

Rabastan pressed soft kisses to Severus' lightly sweating face and neck; not forgetting to kiss those talented lips as well. Soon Severus regained his breathing and without warning flipped Rabastan so he was sitting on the couch with Severus kneeling on the floor between them.

It wasn’t until know that Rabastan noticed how hard and needy he had become; so wrapped up in pleasuring Severus he had neglected his own. Severus it seemed was going to remedy that.

Those large, slender hands rose to unbutton and part his dark blue robe exposing his pants. Severus made quick work of the buttons and soon had Rabastan's flushed cock exposed to his hungry black eyes. Rabastan fought not to squirm under that intense gaze, never having been this exposed in front of another man before.

Severus moved his head forward and took the leaking head into his mouth sucking softly. It was Rabastan' turn to let his head fall back as the moans and mewls flowed from his mouth as Severus continued to pleasure his hardened length.

Severus' talented mouth continued to devour Rabastan's length, relaxing his throat and taking him in fully. Rabastan was blown away by the pleasurable feelings Severus was causing his body to feel. The moist heat of Severus' mouth as he swallowed around the head of Rabastan's cock.

The sensations were quickly becoming overwhelming to Rabastan's inexperienced body and soon Rabastan's orgasm was pulled from him. HIs eyes rolled back as his hips began to thrust forward, driving his length deeper into Severus' willing mouth. The fire in his belly was spiraling outward, consuming Rabastan's mind as he continued to mewl, moan and thrust his slim hips forward.

Too soon Rabastan's cock pulsed as spurts of his seed were ejaculated deeply into Severus' waiting mouth. HIs mind was blank, his body relaxed as Rabastan rode out his amazing and powerful release. Severus continued to suck lightly and bob his head slowly; milking Rabastan of every ounce of semen he had.

When Rabastan's cock began to deflate Severus released his length and sat down on the couch and laid down; pulling Rabastan's boneless body on top of his. Long arms wrapped around Rabastan's body and held him close as Severus pressed kisses to his still panting lips and flushed face.

They stayed like that, just languishing in each other’s arms. Exchanging kisses and loving strokes of hands as they enjoyed their post-sex bliss. Rabastan was exhausted and began to slip into a restful sleep; he never imagined that sex could be thin good and they Severus hadn't even made love to him yet. He couldn’t wait for them to experience that together when they were ready.

Nuzzling into the crook of Severus' neck Rabastan slipped into a deep sleep. Severus placed a gentle kiss to Rabastan's soft cheek and leaned back to watch his lover sleep peacefully. After a while Severus' eyes became heavy and sleep claimed the potion master as well.

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~~~~~~~~~~~~***********Chapter 5*********~~~~~~~~~~~~

The next month flew by for the Rabastan; his meetings with his Mind Healer, a nice woman by the name of Healer Myers, were going well and a lot of his anxiety was slowly going away.

Speaking with Severus and even Lucius was helping him a lot as well; helping him to remember he was no longer alone, that he was in control of his life once again. Their support meant the world to him; Rabastan wouldn't ever be able to repay them for their kindness.

Severus and his blossoming relationship was another unwavering bright spot in his life; just seeing Severus' dark form brought a happy smile to his face and lightness to his heart. Rabastan was pretty sure he loved the man but was unsure on how to express it or if it was even time as they had only been a couple for a month.

Deciding to hold off on professing his love to Severus Rabastan just relaxed and enjoyed the time with his lover. After that encounter on the couch after his follow-up with Healer Pryne most of their afternoons were spent writhing against each other on his bed as they indulged in each other's bodies.

Rabastan was by no means experienced but he was much more comfortable with sexual things than he was before. Severus was an incredibly patient and talented lover; Severus never made Rabastan feel embarrassed by his inexperience. Severus seemed to enjoy showing his lover new things they could do with each other.

A shiver of lust moved up Rabastan's back in anticipation tonight he would be seeing his lover, but first he had to attend his first Hogwarts Board meeting. He was a bit nervous but he would suck it up and present what wanted to on behalf of himself and the Hogwarts professors.

Rabastan had spent an hour with Lucius deciding what he should wear as they picked through the many sets of dress robes Tippy had brought to the Malfoy Manor. Once his dress was decided, Lucius and he retired to the study to go over his points and Lucius asked Rabastan to go through his speech.

He was nervous but called on his pure-blood training and got through his speech flawlessly if a bit stiffly. Lucius was impressed with his performance and said with a few more meetings with the Board he would be ready to invade the Wizengamot and shake them up.

Lucius had also asked Rabastan to vote in his stead on the issues that came up for decisions. They would of course discuss Lucius' preference on which way Rabastan would vote his seats but both men weren't worried; they shared so many common beliefs and views it would be more surprising if they disagreed then agreed with each other,

The Wizengamot was still out for its summer break but would start in two weeks; giving him two Board of Governor meetings to stretch his public speaking legs. Lucius had already strong-armed him to visit him a few days before the first meeting of the Wizengamot so the Malfoy Lord could drill all the necessary information into Rabastan's head.

Rabastan was happy his friend wanted to help him but he was worried his brain might just melt inside his skull. But this brush up on who was who and who thought and believed what was very important information to know, in terms of allies and opponents.

Rabastan slipped on his heavy formal over robe which was in a deep emerald green with black embroidered snakes and ravens inconspicuously intertwining with each other on the bottom him of his robes. The Lestrange crest proudly displayed on his left right above his heart in solver stitching.

This outfit announced his return back into pure-blood society and politics; showing to all he was proud of being the Lord of his House Lestrange and of being a Slytherin.

Rabastan's Prophet articles and charitable donations to St. Mungos and the Magical Law Enforcement Department helped his image immensely and paved the way smoothly for his reintegration to the pure-blood ranks.

Rabastan was sure no one would contest his presence, as he was declared innocent by the full Wizengamot in a fair trial. To accuse him openly would clearly leave the accuser open to accusations of prejudice against the Lestrange Lord.

Rabastan made his way toward the floo room, throwing the powder into the grand fireplace he called out the location of the Board of Governors' meeting room, Hogwarts, Scotland. With a burst of swirling green flame Rabastan was gone.

Emerging into the antechamber of the meeting room, Rabastan readjusted his robes so that sat properly on his slim shoulders, checked his wand was in the holster on his left wrist and made his way into the large room.

Many stopped and looked at him as he made his way to the seat with his name engraved on the plaque sitting on top of the shining dark wood circular table. Rabastan sat and cordially greeted the people on either side of him. Lord Neville Longbottom was on one side and fortuitously Lord Harry Potter to the other.

Both young men were warm in their reception of the former unwilling Death Eater. Rabastan felt his nerves begin to subside when several others in attendance gave him friendly nods of their heads.

The meeting was bought to order by the elder member and Head of the Board; Lord Flint. Rabastan remembered the man from his youth, his father had always disliked the Flint Lord because the man would never bow to the Dark Lord's whims and join his side.

Rabastan always had respect for Lord Flint for his strong resistance and stance against the Dark Lord and his objectives. Yes, the Flints were Slytherins through and through but they were no mere followers. The Flints were a proud family with a long history of independence and fairness.

Rabastan snapped out of his musings to give his name since attendance was being called to see who was there and who would be voting on behalf of those not present. Settling in for the tedious process Rabastan went through his objectives one last time.

When Lord Flint asked if anyone had anything they wanted to bring up for debate they were welcome to do so, Rabastan stood and bowed to the room before detailing his idea that a class on wizarding traditions and culture should be offered for anyone coming from the Muggle world.

Many younger members were nodding their agreement as he spoke in more detail on the things he wished they would teach the newest Muggleborn members of their society; holidays like Yule, Samhain and Beltane to name a few.

Also, about their justice system, general rules of banking and in older years the difference in reference to sexuality and pregnancy the wizarding world held. For example; a muggle man could never become pregnant but with a certain potion a wizarding male could.

Another way the wizarding world was more relaxed was when it came to homosexuality or bisexuality. This was due to the fact that same sex couples could conceive and produce children. Rabastan went on to explain that most Muggleborns had no clue of these facts until they stumbled on them often times in very embarrassing ways.

When Rabastan was done one of the older gentlemen stood to open the debate; "Wouldn’t that be pushing the pure-blood beliefs onto the Muggleborns?" Before Rabastan could speak his rebuttal Lord Harry Potter spoke up.

"No, Lord Doge if anything it is unfair to the Muggleborns to not educate them in the ways of our society. The things Lord Lestrange has suggested teaching the incoming Muggleborns aren't beliefs and traditions exclusive to pure-bloods.

I'm a half-blood and my good friend a Muggleborn and we celebrate Yule, Samhain and we practice the Old Ways. I would have been happy to have taken a class like Lord Lestrange is suggesting when I first came to Hogwarts, as I was totally Muggle raised and ignorant of the magical world.

Much of what I know now was found out on accident, just as Lord Lestrange said, in very embarrassing situations. Not only did my lack of knowledge make me feel ignorant, it made me feel frustrated because these were things that should have been taught to me.

How was I, an eleven year old boy, to know about the traditions and customs of the wizarding world when I was raised by Muggles? I agree with Lord Lestrange's suggestion and cast a vote of Aye in regards to his proposal in regards to a course being taught on wizarding traditions and culture.

We should implement this course as soon as possible; I think my friend Miss. Hermione Granger would be agreeable to hold it this year until a suitable permanent replacement could be found." Once Lord Potter finished speaking Lord Longbottom spoke and called for the vote on Rabastan's proposal.

Rabastan watched on in pride as his first proposal went through with almost full support from the Board; only two older members voted against but Lord Potter assured him he was very backwards with his thinking and should retire so his much more forward thinking son could take his spot.

Rabastan nodded in agreement and thanked Lord Potter for his support. Potter assured him that Rabastan's proposal was one that he wanted to be brought up and put into action for some time and if Rabastan wouldn't have stood to suggest it Potter would have.

Rabastan smiled and nodded his head in acceptance of Potter's words before he stood again to bring his next idea to the table. He explained how the Professors would like to be able to make appointments with the Board to discuss changes and ideas they have to make their classes more current or adding more material to the curriculum.

This time Lord Longbottom spoke in support for his proposal and Rabastan was feeling elated when his proposal was approved once again. Severus would be pleased with this and that translated to Rabastan receiving toe curling, overwhelming sexual satisfaction from his talented potions master's hands, mouth and lips.

After Rabastan's proposals the attention was turned to more boring bureaucratic manners; pay raises for the staff, upkeep on the grounds, etc. It was quite boring really but Rabastan felt great that he was a part of making the school better; the school that he was proud to have attended, had many fond memories of and the place where he met and fell in love with Severus Snape.

Rabastan stood with the rest of the gathered attendees and made his way back out of the meeting room. Shaking hands with many of the other Board members and sharing pleasantries. Rabastan took his shot when Lord Potter and Longbottom came over to bid him goodbye.

"Lords' Potter and Longbottom, I was wondering if we could have lunch one of these days before the Wizengamot reconvenes. Would you both be agreeable; there are many things I would like to change in regards to our shaky justice system and I think we would be best to work together to make our justice system as fair and impartial as we can."

Both young Lords were silent for a moment and thought over Rabastan's words. Sharing a glance both men extended their hands one after the other and accepted Rabastan's lunch offer which would be set up via owl in the next few days.

Rabastan left the Board meeting floating, he was so happy!! He had hoped his suggestions would be well received but to know they were almost unanimously approved was more than he had even thought to hope for.

Lucius and Severus would be proud of him. Merlin knows Lucius had put enough effort into Rabastan's speech, clothes and education on the individual members who sat on the Hogwarts' Board and their political and social leanings.

Sauntering out of the floo when he returned to Lestrange Manor, Rabastan decided a very large slice of cake was in order to celebrate his first meeting and success as a Governor on the Hogwarts' Board.

He would also compose a quick letter to Lucius letting him know how his meeting went and promising he would drop by this weekend to go over everything with his blonde friend. Rabastan would tell his lover tonight when he came over for dinner and hopefully more.

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Rabastan was in a haze of pleasure as Severus congratulated him on his earlier victories with moan inducing swipes of that talented tongue on Rabastan's needy, leaking erection.

A shout of pleasure burst from Rabastan's kiss bruised lips when Severus took his member deep into his hot mouth and throat in one go. All he could do was throwing his head back as his toes curled in ecstasy, Rabastan was losing his mind.

Severus' head bobbed up and down on Rabastan's rigid cock; lewd slurping noises cut through the room as Severus pleasured Rabastan to the edge of his sanity. His head was thrown back, his mouth open as harsh pants and moans passed his pink lips, Severus sped up his pace and Rabastan knew he was dangerously close to his release.

Rabastan's hands unclenched from the blanket on the bed, moving them to down to slide into Severus' soft black hair, clutching the dark strands tightly. Rabastan began to thrust his hips forward forcing his cock deeper into Severus' lovely mouth.

Rabastan mewled when Severus swallowed around the head of Rabastan's thrusting length. The heat in Rabastan's belly could not be ignored anymore as his release exploded out of him when Severus brought his thumb to Rabastan's perineum and pressed firmly on the sensitive patch of skin.

A scream of pure rapture left Rabastan's shaking form as he thrusts hard into Severus' mouth, ejaculating his seed into his lover's compliant mouth. Shallow thrusts continued to be made by Rabastan's lithe hips as he rode out his orgasm. Severus continued to suck and lick his erection until his length began to soften and not a drop of Rabastan's cum was left.

Severus moved from his spot in between his lover's long legs and slid beside Rabastan's sweaty, heaving body. Rabastan looked over at Severus with glazed coffee colored eyes; he smiled and pressed a kiss to Severus' swollen red lips.

Severus responded enthusiastically, pushing his tongue into Rabastan's mouth; he could taste himself on his lover's tongue and it drove him crazy. He felt his cock begin to harden again; Rabastan wasn’t surprised by his quick recovery as Severus didn’t have to do anything to get him hard and wanting.

Severus pulled away, moving so his larger body was covering Rabastan's, Severus shifted his weight until he was supported on his forearms and knees. Rabastan watched his potion master position his thick cock against his slender reawakening length and grind down into his willing body.

Rabastan slid his slender arms down the bed until he made it to Severus' slim thrusting hips and grabbed them harshly. Leveraging his smaller hips to thrust upward against Severus' downward grinding body. Increasing the force of their joining, the sensual noises were leaving Rabastan's mouth with increasing frequency as he lost himself in Severus' body.

Rabastan reveled in the friction being generated by their slick lengths rubbing and sliding against each other. It was absolute bliss to both males as they continued to thrust harder and faster against each other, wringing louder and more frequent erotic noises from both of their lips as the sounds of their pleasure filled Rabastan's lavishly furnished bedroom.

Pre-cum was leaking heavily out of both of their slits, running down their lengths providing more lubrication for their increasingly frantic and hard thrusts against each other. Rabastan brought one of his arms that was grabbing Severus' hips and slipped in between their sweating bodies and grabbed both of their lengths.

Rabastan pumped both members in time with their erratic thrusts and before long twin sounds of euphoria were shouted to the ceiling, as both men came within seconds of each other; both men spilled their seed in thick ropes onto their toned stomachs.

Severus allowed some of his weight to settle on Rabastan's body and wrapped his arms around Rabastan's shoulders and held him tight to his still breathless body. Rabastan was boneless, pressed against Severus' strong gorgeous body and felt his eyes slowly sliding closed.

He heard Severus mumble a cleaning spell and shuddered as the magic flowed over him; leaving his body clean of semen and any other bodily fluids that had decorated his porcelain skin. Severus moved off his body, positioning Rabastan's sated body to rest against his; his back to Severus' chest.

Deciding to take a small nap before another round with his equally insatiable lover Rabastan snuggled back into Severus' warm body and drifted into sleep. Severus nosed Rabastan's thick dark hair out of the way and placed a soft kiss to his lover's swanlike neck before he too settled down for a nap. Severus knew he would need the energy to keep up with his lover when he awoke, not that the onyx eyed man was complaining for from it.

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