marlene mckinnon ♣ (ex_misfired122) wrote in fourteenshades, @ 2012-11-30 00:03:00 |
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Entry tags: | draco malfoy, x-marlene mckinnon |
WHO: Draco Malfoy and Marlene McKinnon
WHEN: backdated, Sunday night (25 November)
WHERE: Places. In the village.
WHAT: Azkaban, werewolves, nightmares— coping mechanism no.1.
Marlene squished her eyelids together as tightly as she could, her whole face scrunching up with the effort. When she opened her eyes again— nope. The shrubs and trees around her were exactly the same as before.
"Ugh," she groaned, flopping back against the wooden bench, hand loosely curled around the neck of a bottle of vodka. Why couldn't she Apparate? Not that Apparation was a great idea, considering her inebriated state, but still! She had to get home somehow. And not home-cottage-Alicia. Marlene wanted to get back to Scotland-home-mummy. Besides which, the bench was cold, her warming charms were wearing off, and she could feel the faint nip of cold through her alcohol-fueled warmth.
She flung an arm across her eyes, officially giving up the quest for interspatial travel tonight. It obviously wasn't going to happen; she had gone defective or something, which wouldn't surprise her, given the most recent events.
Slipping to the side, mostly because of gravity and less her own choice, Marlene lay down on the bench. She rolled onto her back, feet propped up on the bench's arm, and let out a giggle. This place was re-fucking-diculous. The partially-drunk bottle of vodka was clutched to her chest, much like a kitten or baby might be.
"Send me home, already!" She half-shouted, letting her head hit the wooden slats with an audible 'thunk'.