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May 10, 2011 18:42:19 GMT -5
Post by eleanor branstone on May 10, 2011 18:42:19 GMT -5
Elle had been experimenting a lot lately, she realized. So, on the Hogsmeade trip Elle figured she would try something that she hadn't yet. She was only sixteen and that youthful innocence that she seemed to have meant The Three Broomsticks wouldn't serve her alcohol, but The Hogs Head would, or so Elle had heard. She could have asked Rose but she didn't want to drag down her fun by not being into it, which Elle wasn't sure she would be.
A sore thumb is what Elle felt like as she walked into the dingy little pub. Straight over to the bar she went taking a seat on one of the rickety stools. She was definitely out of place in her bright little sundress and cowboy boots, her hair in braided pigtails, but Elle did her best to ignore the looks she was getting. She ordered a Firewhiskey without any hitches, just an look from the barman. Tentatively, Elle took a sip coughing delicately at the unfamiliar burn.
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May 11, 2011 21:36:30 GMT -5
Post by draco malfoy on May 11, 2011 21:36:30 GMT -5
Draco enjoyed drinking. This wasn't a secret, but it also wasn't necessarily a good thing. He also enjoyed playing cards with the shady characters in the back of the Hog's Head. He'd won a good deal of money (and strange but valuable goods) and was now ready to stumble, a little tipsy, back to the castle for some rest. At least, he was until he saw the sweet little girl sat at the bar. "What are you doing here?" He asked as he sat next to her, eyebrow raised.
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May 11, 2011 22:09:48 GMT -5
Post by eleanor branstone on May 11, 2011 22:09:48 GMT -5
Her eyes widened at the sight of Draco Malfoy. Of course Elle recognized him, he was just as well known as Harry Potter was, but for far different reasons. He wasn't sneering at her or making any mean spirited comments though so Elle offered him a bashful smile, a little embarrassed about what she was about to say. "I wanted to try Firewhiskey." Elle admited dropped her gaze to the counter top.
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May 11, 2011 22:18:02 GMT -5
Post by draco malfoy on May 11, 2011 22:18:02 GMT -5
Draco was amused. He knew this girl was the one being courted by Blaise, or rather by Kevin, but he wasn't sure just how corrupted she had been. "Well, have you gotten one yet?" He asked, eyebrows raised.
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May 11, 2011 22:33:38 GMT -5
Post by eleanor branstone on May 11, 2011 22:33:38 GMT -5
She nodded, chancing a look at Draco. Lifting the mug up slightly to show it to him, though it was a valid question, anything could have been in it. "I've only tried a sip so far. It's a bit strong for what I'm used to." Elle wasn't quite sure if she liked the burning sensation or not, but it seemed like it might be one of those things that grew on you.
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May 11, 2011 22:35:49 GMT -5
Post by draco malfoy on May 11, 2011 22:35:49 GMT -5
"What are you used to?" Draco asked, ordering a firewhiskey for himself, as well.
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May 11, 2011 22:47:07 GMT -5
Post by eleanor branstone on May 11, 2011 22:47:07 GMT -5
Elle took another drink trying not to seem like too much of a wimp. "Well," She had to clear her throat as it got just a bit husky from the Firewhiskey after effects. "I'm not much for alcoholic beverages but I do like Red Currant Rum. It's really sweet."
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May 11, 2011 22:53:21 GMT -5
Post by draco malfoy on May 11, 2011 22:53:21 GMT -5
Draco shrugged. "Never heard of it." He admitted. He was still trying to think of a way to sabotage Blaise. "What else do you like?" Good segway, no?
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May 11, 2011 23:09:45 GMT -5
Post by eleanor branstone on May 11, 2011 23:09:45 GMT -5
How keen, Draco wanted to know about her. Keen and also it made her blush. "Oh, uh, I like doing make overs with my best friend, Rose, and helping Hagrid take care of some of the creatures in the forest, lots of things." She smiled sweetly. Elle could easily be described as a people pleaser or do-gooder, pushover worked as well.
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May 11, 2011 23:14:12 GMT -5
Post by draco malfoy on May 11, 2011 23:14:12 GMT -5
He made a mental note of the name Rose. "No boyfriend? Am I in luck?" Of course, he wasn't really interested, but it would lead where he wanted to go.
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May 11, 2011 23:25:14 GMT -5
Post by eleanor branstone on May 11, 2011 23:25:14 GMT -5
"No boyfriend. Well not exactly." Elle wasn't sure what she and Kevin were. She hadn't had the guts to ask him either. After all he had just gotten dumped and that probably meant that he wasn't ready to jump into a new relationship but Elle wasn't the type of girl to sleep around without some sort of commitment. She bit into her lower lip letting her thoughts take over for a little bit.
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May 11, 2011 23:31:10 GMT -5
Post by draco malfoy on May 11, 2011 23:31:10 GMT -5
"Not exactly?" Draco asked, pleased, "Then I can buy you a drink?"
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May 11, 2011 23:43:30 GMT -5
Post by eleanor branstone on May 11, 2011 23:43:30 GMT -5
That had been a vague answer. She already had a drink but hadn't paid for it yet. "Sure, that would be fine, I think?" Elle wondered if she should explain and after a moments thoughts did so. "I'm not really sure what Kevin and I are, honestly. But I don't think he'll mind its just a drink, right?"
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May 12, 2011 7:53:22 GMT -5
Post by draco malfoy on May 12, 2011 7:53:22 GMT -5
"Kevin?" Draco asked, eyebrows raised, "Is this Kevin the type of person I'll want to cross?" He checked - though really Draco could cross whoever he wanted.
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May 12, 2011 12:38:07 GMT -5
Post by eleanor branstone on May 12, 2011 12:38:07 GMT -5
What did Elle really know about Kevin except that he was sweet to her? She frowned slightly at the thought. She didn't know much of anything about him, but in other ways she felt like she did. That was just silly though, wasn't it? Elle had been seduced by him, pulled in by lust and was being held there by it. "I-" Elle cut herself off turning the mug in small circles on the counter for something to try and preoccupy herself with. "I don't know."
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