InsaneJournal

Current mood:

mischievous

Purple Haze was in my brain, lately things don't seem the same, actin' funny but I don't know why...
Who: Charlie Weasley and Abraxas Malfoy, later Salazar Slytherin.
Where: Charlie’s Cabin, but who knows where they may end up!
When: Thursday Night
What: A get together Charlie and Abraxas had been planning for a while.
Rating: NC-17
Complete: No.


'scuse me while I kiss the sky.
The sweet psychedelic groove of the music filled the cabin as Charlie shuffled around, busying himself with tidying the place up.

There were a few things to do, like making sure to place his few breakables inside of a locked cabinet, in case they got a bit rowdy. With a bit too much spirits and well his other supplies, anything he figured was possible. He put a few things lying around away with a quick packing spell, and washed up a few dishes, using a kitchen charm he learned from his mother. All in all it didn’t take long, but it needed to be done. It was just a mate stopping by, but that didn’t mean he wanted to come off as a total slob. He may live in a glorified shack in the woods, but there was no reason why it should look like a dump.

He stacked a pile of albums next to the CD player, anything and everything he could think to add; pretty much anything falling between 1965-75, currently playing was Jimi Hendrix's Are You Experienced?

He sat down with an ice cold bottle of beer, taking a sip as he tapped his fingers on the arm rest of his chair. He considered putting on something he could play along with on his acoustic, but decided against it. He was too relaxed, reclining in his chair to bother.

Everything was set, the booze was ready, with a chilling charm placed on them to keep the drinks cool, he had a few packs of smokes, and the mushrooms he picked were dried, in case they decided to be a bit bold. It was time now to just sit back, relax and wait for his company to arrive.