Apocalyptic Lust
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Rabastan Lestrange had always had a fascination for shinny things. He would touch them, watch as his fingerprints stained the once glossy gold or silver. It reminded him of how much damage he could do to the smallest of thing, taking away what once made them pure. Hermione Granger was the purest mudbloods he'd ever seen and it made his hands twitch.