Evan Rosier (pettydemon) wrote in fourteenshades, @ 2013-11-14 22:29:00 |
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Entry tags: | evan rosier, x-oliver wood |
Who: Evan Rosier, Oliver Wood
What: Talking, drinking
When: Thursday night, 14 November
Where: The Pub
Rating: Lowish
Evan hadn't welcomed the disappearances, surprisingly enough. With Moody gone, he felt as though what cause there was left in his life had vanished overnight. There was no satisfaction. Everything was pointless now, including the ballet. He wondered if that would even continue, with the Weasley gone. And what would happen next? Moody returning as a ten year old with no memory of their duel? His cousins disappearing? Why couldn't he ever disappear?
Nothing was permanent, and Evan felt a reminder of just how temporary life was in the village. Bellatrix was busy with Rodolphus, the others were still celebrating the disappearances. Rosier took a bottle of firewhiskey and headed to the pub.
When he entered, he bought a shot of the same whiskey, finished it still standing, and then looked for a seat. Rosier often kept to the corners, unless if he had company or a reason to be visible. He started turning to the empty booths when he saw Oliver Wood sitting at the bar. They were on the same Quidditch team, and he lived with Percy. Well, used to.
Rosier took a seat close to Oliver at the bar. "Sorry about your roommate." He took a drink directly from his bottle, then set it down on the counter. "He wasn't too bad, helped with the ballet." It was the best reminisce he could muster.