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Title: Unthinkable
Author: Evandar
Fandom: Harry Potter
Rating: PG
Genre: Gen
Pairing: Kingsley Shacklebolt/Rabastan Lestrange
Warnings: N/A
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter and I am making no profit from this story.
Summary: It's a romance put together from the pages of diaries long after they're both dead.
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hogwarts365, Prompt 273: Diaries. All dates in this are written in the UK-style of dd/mm/yy.
It’s a romance put together from the pages of diaries long after they’re both dead. It’s a history project, meant to provide insight into the mind of one of the greatest Ministers who ever lived; a man who wrote in code and initials and who, they’d thought, remained single through dedication to his career.
12/2/79 – collected ring from jewellers and started the spell-crafting. Not an antique like Little Raven’s used to, but might pass muster. Snob. Hope he accepts. We disagree on so much, but we can make it work.
Not single. Engaged? The ink is smudged and blurred from fingers tracing over the page. Minister Shacklebolt hadn’t bothered with any preservation charms of his own, but there are skilled restorers on their team who confirm that, yes, the proposal made on Valentine’s Day that year was accepted.
Little Raven’s identity, though, is a mystery. Pureblood, probably. LR. L. R. There aren’t many wizarding names beginning with R, and as far as they can tell, none of the dates match. The wedding never took place, either. Minister Shacklebolt was a bachelor until his death some fifty years later.
It’s just as well, they think when they find the entry, that Rita Skeeter is dead too. Her muck-raking still looms large over the second war. They will not repeat it.
6/11/80 – Little Raven arrested. They made him roll up his sleeve in interrogation. I always hated that tattoo, never more than now.
Tattoo on the arm. Arrest date. L. R. Or R. L? The only arrest records for that date are for the Lestranges, and their family crest is a raven. It would make sense…and only one of them was single.
The pages of Minister Shacklebolt’s diary are tucked away. Restoration spells are removed and all translations of the cypher are destroyed. A hero’s reputation is spared, and the records of a long-dead Death Eater, whose pale green eyes glare defiantly out of his mugshot even now, is returned to storage.
Rabastan Lestrange’s personal effects were destroyed long ago, but if they’d still existed then they too would have been disposed of.
The secret is kept. Such a hero ever knowingly loving a Death Eater is…unthinkable.
Author: Evandar
Fandom: Harry Potter
Rating: PG
Genre: Gen
Pairing: Kingsley Shacklebolt/Rabastan Lestrange
Warnings: N/A
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter and I am making no profit from this story.
Summary: It's a romance put together from the pages of diaries long after they're both dead.
AN: I'm stuck part-way through a different fic for this pairing, so here. Have this instead. This was written for
hogwarts365, Prompt 273: Diaries. All dates in this are written in the UK-style of dd/mm/yy.It’s a romance put together from the pages of diaries long after they’re both dead. It’s a history project, meant to provide insight into the mind of one of the greatest Ministers who ever lived; a man who wrote in code and initials and who, they’d thought, remained single through dedication to his career.
12/2/79 – collected ring from jewellers and started the spell-crafting. Not an antique like Little Raven’s used to, but might pass muster. Snob. Hope he accepts. We disagree on so much, but we can make it work.
Not single. Engaged? The ink is smudged and blurred from fingers tracing over the page. Minister Shacklebolt hadn’t bothered with any preservation charms of his own, but there are skilled restorers on their team who confirm that, yes, the proposal made on Valentine’s Day that year was accepted.
Little Raven’s identity, though, is a mystery. Pureblood, probably. LR. L. R. There aren’t many wizarding names beginning with R, and as far as they can tell, none of the dates match. The wedding never took place, either. Minister Shacklebolt was a bachelor until his death some fifty years later.
It’s just as well, they think when they find the entry, that Rita Skeeter is dead too. Her muck-raking still looms large over the second war. They will not repeat it.
6/11/80 – Little Raven arrested. They made him roll up his sleeve in interrogation. I always hated that tattoo, never more than now.
Tattoo on the arm. Arrest date. L. R. Or R. L? The only arrest records for that date are for the Lestranges, and their family crest is a raven. It would make sense…and only one of them was single.
The pages of Minister Shacklebolt’s diary are tucked away. Restoration spells are removed and all translations of the cypher are destroyed. A hero’s reputation is spared, and the records of a long-dead Death Eater, whose pale green eyes glare defiantly out of his mugshot even now, is returned to storage.
Rabastan Lestrange’s personal effects were destroyed long ago, but if they’d still existed then they too would have been disposed of.
The secret is kept. Such a hero ever knowingly loving a Death Eater is…unthinkable.
