A drink

[draco malfoy]

Hogsmeade weekends were always fun, for other people. Draco found them irritating. Third years trolling around getting in his way, the most annoying thing he could think of, really. Now, he wanted to find a place where there were no thirteen year olds to piss him off. The best place he could think of was the Hog's head, which was exactly where he headed, sitting down at the bar and ordering a large mug of Firewhiskey.

[giovanna nero]

The Hog's Head was the perfect place for Giovanna. No young couples sipping tea or the younger students running to get Butterbeer. No, no students dared venture into the Hog's Head. At least, none of the smart ones if they knew what was good for them. But there were a select few who ventured inside and knew how to handle themselves in such a place. It was dirty, dingy and didn't attract the right sort of people. It was perfect for Giovanna.

She was overly stressed from her mother, at the moment, and having a drink would cure that better than anything. Giovanna entered the Hog's Head and ordered a Firewhiskey. She sat in the back corner, in perfect view of just about everything in the Hog's Head, including the door. She liked to have the power of knowing who walked into a place, especially at the Hog's Head.

When she saw Draco enter, she smirked. She was halfway through her third firewhiskey at this point. She picked it up and brought it as she went down and sat beside him at the bar. "Why hello, Draco. Fancy seeing you here in such... a dark place." Giovanna almost lost her train of thought midsentence. The Firewhiskey was starting to get to her already, but she knew how to handle it, at least for another couple of drinks.

[draco malfoy]

Draco was halfway through his first gulp - which also constituted half the mug, when she sat beside him. "Giovanna" He greeted, "A dark place is the best suited for people like you and I, isn't it?" He asked, eyebrow raised, before taking another long drink.

[giovanna nero]

Giovanna had the glass half way to her lips when she answered him. "It is..." she said, her brown eyes wide with curiosity. Everything was so much more interesting when she was intoxicated. Giovanna then drank the rest of her Firewhiskey and slammed it down on the counter. "Another one," she said to the bartender. She then turned back to Draco with a slightly sly smile. "Ma scusi if I ask, but you don't seem to be in such dark places these days. What's happened to young Draco?" To Giovanna,her words made sense, but she didn't actually know what she was talking about. Sober, she wouldn't have said such things. She wouldn't have accused Draco of being good or too much of a social butterfly to be a proper pureblood. At least her drunk self didn't say it that bluntly to be offensive, but it was all really just nonsense. "Male, male, male..." she said flirtaciously.

{{OOC: 'Ma scusi' = but excuse me; 'male' = said like 'mal-ay', means 'bad'. Giovanna's only been speaking English fluently for a couple of years now, so when she drinks, some Italian escapes, lol.}}

[draco malfoy]

"Whatever do you mean?" Draco asked, ordering another as well, drinking faster to keep up with her - or rather, to catch up. He spoke little bits of French, but not enough to keep up with her Italian very well.

[giovanna nero]

"You're so..." Giovanna stared off for a moment as she tried to find her words. When she found them, her gaze shot back at Draco. "Not so dark, you know? More like grey." Giovanna drank some more of her Firewhiskey, slowing down a little, but not intentionally. The conversation was distracting her from drinking as quickly as she had when she was sitting in the corner earlier.

[draco malfoy]

"Oh?" Draco asked, feeling that she knew very little about it, all in all, but that was a whole other situation.

[giovanna nero]

"Oh, don't worry. I won't tell anyone." She winked. If there actually was something going on with Draco, Giovanna was oblivious. What she was talking about wasn't even important at all. She was just teasing him, probably falsely accusing him of too many girls. Giovanna laughed. "Come on, get another one." She slapped her palm down on the table a couple of times to show that she wanted another drink for Malfoy.

[draco malfoy]

"I'm not worried," Draco informed, taking the other drink as it was brought to him. He drank it quickly, too, then ordered another, and looked back at her. "What are you doing here?"

[giovanna nero]

"Just avoiding all the filth, as usual." Giovanna gave a disgusted face before taking another drink. "And what about you, dear dragon?" she asked. For the first time, she put her drink down on the bar counter and felt determine to listen to him. There was plenty of time to drink the rest of her Firewhiskey and the next ones that would come her way soon enough.

[draco malfoy]

Draco leaned closer to her, smirking, "I'm working on finding something worthwhile to do" he informed, cocking one eyebrow before taking another drink of his Firewhiskey. The insinuation was clear; he thought she was something worthwhile.