Author's Notes: Written for Forum Birthday Challenge #12 on xoxLewrahxox's Bellatrix Lestrange: The Dark Lord's Most Faithful forum.
Write a drabble using overly flowery language
Rodolphus had been wandering through Lestrange Manor without destination, but he was halted, horrified, by a sound issuing from a bedroom. His wife's voice, unusually high and tremulous.
Rodolphus froze, petrified, then tears gathered in his eyes when he heard a low, masculine moan. He understood.
He stood for a moment that seemed to last an eternity, then agony overtook him, and he fell to his knees, unable to remain upright. The sting of her perpetual rejection was magnified a thousand fold by this undeniable proof of her adultery.
Inside, Bellatrix mewled with pleasure, and the sound combined with Rodolphus's agonized sobs.