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[22 Jul 2012|10:48pm] |
The night before had been a confusing one for Rabastan. He knew how he felt about Remus. He knew that he loved the other boy, despite his infidelities. And he knew that he cared a lot about Walden. That they were sort of becoming friends. He felt like Walden was a kindred spirit. But, Rabastan also knew that he was gay and he just couldn't change that about himself. No matter what he'd did, he'd never be able to feel anything for a woman the way his parents wanted him to.
So, through a letter, Rabastan had explained to his parents that he was a homosexual. He'd even said that because he was the second son, that it wouldn't shame the family. But, by the time Rabastan had woken up, he'd received a letter from his parents of being disowned. And even worse, they'd given word to the Daily Prophet.
Rabastan didn't know what to do. He stared down at the paper they'd sent, along with just enough cash for him to live for maybe a month and felt himself begin to cry. His eyes shifted to the Daily Prophet, with the picture of him and a large circle with a line through it, pure as day in a bright shade of red. He was so fucked.
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