RP: No, I ain't broken, but I need a fix. Date: May 21, 2001 Characters: Daphne and Draco Location: Avalon, night club in magical London Public/Private: Private Warnings: If they go into a private room, you all should be warned it will be adult material of probably the kinky nature. (What else are private rooms for?) Summary: Draco and Daphne meet up at a night club for wizards/witches. Status: Incomplete
Daphne enjoyed coming to the club. It was loud and energetic - sexual energy seemed to be the thing, too, which certainly didn't disappoint her - and she always had a good time. It was a contrast to the school, which she luckily didn't have to be at tonight for duty, and it was refreshing. Here, at this particular club, she didn't even have to worry about muggles coming and going. Now, they had a place now and then. They could be the most willing and unsuspecting of targets, but there was also a time she didn't want that. She wasn't even sure she was looking for any sort of target tonight. She wanted to let a little lose, but in her own way, and wasn't sure how far she was going to take it tonight. She had to be back at Hogwarts bright and early in the morning.
Sliding onto a stool at the bar, she ordered herself a sloe comfortable screw.