<div align="center"><em>Rabastan Lestrange -Trying to be good</em></div><hr/><br/>Rabby...it made him sneer to be called that. Though he supposed that's what he got for calling the other male<em>Junior</em>. If Remedy wasn't around he'd, at the very least, thump the other over the head for it. Instead, he yawned and settled back down into his seat and smirked when Remy said this was the best trip so far. Rabastan didn't agree. The year he convinced a seventh year, who was older than him at the time, into giving him head on the train was the best.<br/><br/>He was snapped out of that pleasant memory when his sister asked him what he wanted to do with his life, "Professor Slughorn is writing me a recommendation for the Ministry. I'm going to be an Auror," it flowed off his tongue so easily, as if it were the truth and not just a lie, but complete bullocks, "I might be a slacker, but I've always gotten Exceeds Expectations in every class," he smiled before laying out on the bench seat and folding his arms behind his head, "So, Junior, what did you tell Remy that you were going to do after graduation? Going to join Daddy hunting prosecuting Dark Wizards?" he smirked again, perking an eyebrow up.