Even though he was traveling internationally, Graham had to be careful. The disapparation border patrol recognised him, asking him for autographs and photographs and the usual fare, though luckily they didn't inquire as to why he was leaving the country.
The outskirts of Moscow. He had his destination in mind for a visit to an old, exiled family friend, who had been residing there. Rodolphus Lestrange. His house elf was able to communicate with Rodolphus' so that he had the exact address. Graham's winter cloak wasn't nearly warm enough; his boots crunched above the snow as he trudged up to the front door, his hood drawn over his head for warmth and anonymity.
Finally, he reached the large oak doors and pounded his fist three times against them, anxiously waiting. He had not seen Rodolphus Lestrange since he was a young boy, but the man was close with his father; if rumours were true, Rodolphus may be interested in his latest accomplishment.
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Date: 2010-12-10 01:03 am (UTC)The outskirts of Moscow. He had his destination in mind for a visit to an old, exiled family friend, who had been residing there. Rodolphus Lestrange. His house elf was able to communicate with Rodolphus' so that he had the exact address. Graham's winter cloak wasn't nearly warm enough; his boots crunched above the snow as he trudged up to the front door, his hood drawn over his head for warmth and anonymity.
Finally, he reached the large oak doors and pounded his fist three times against them, anxiously waiting. He had not seen Rodolphus Lestrange since he was a young boy, but the man was close with his father; if rumours were true, Rodolphus may be interested in his latest accomplishment.