Sirius Black (misterpadfoot) wrote in changedrpg, @ 2011-11-06 01:37:00 |
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Entry tags: | !date: 1997 - november, rubeus hagrid, sirius black |
Who: Sirius Black, Rubeus Hagrid
When: Saturday, before the Ministry falls.
Where: Unnamed Wizarding pub.
What: Mission turned to nothing, then drinking, then bad news.
Rating: Probably PG-13 for language.
Open/Closed: Closed
Sirius had spent fifteen minutes telling Andromeda what to do until she practically ran him out of the house just to shut him up. It wasn't that he didn't think she could take care of Dylan, he just felt like a twat for leaving him with someone else two nights in a row. It wasn't his fault this time though, since it was Order business. And Dylan was better off safe with Andie than with Sirius, running off to try to find dark or dark creatures with Hagrid.
Usually, when Sirius got sent out, it was with Prongs or Remus or someone, so he'd been surprised to see the big bloke there, but not unhappy. Hagrid was good people. A nutter who'd cuddle a dragon, but still good people.
Three hours later, they'd gotten no where, sent word back about it, and then knocked off for a drink. One drink turned into ten, and Sirius found himself gesturing broadly as he tried to describe the inner workings of a combustion engine, and why it was ELEGANT, using a salt shaker, a napkin, and the bloke next to him's wallet as prop. (The bloke hadn't noticed yet, since he was deeper in his cups than Sirius was.)