Draco Malfoy (hastosucceed) wrote in plagued_logs, @ 2016-10-04 11:19:00 |
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Entry tags: | 1999 october, anthony goldstein, draco malfoy |
WHO: Draco & Anthony
WHEN: Tuesday
WHERE: Diagon Alley
RATING: High for angry sex probably
Draco didn't know whether to be furious or not. It was difficult in any case to experience strong emotions lately, but it had been a week since the party at the Leaky Cauldron and of course Goldstein hadn't been able to keep his mouth shut. People had seen them dancing, it was only a matter of time before someone put two and two together. Far apart from not wanting the embarrassment, if the Ministry found out he'd nearly been arrested he'd be in trouble, or at least someone would yell at him inconveniently. He did his best to keep his head down, ignoring people bickering in journals and staying mostly inside. He had stopped paying the bills for the flat, since his mother was sending him only just enough money now to pay rent and bills, and he was using the bills money for drugs and tattoos. Even that was running short, and he knew it'd only be another few months before the water stopped flowing and then he was out on the street, not necessarily in that order. However that was future Draco's problem. Current Draco's problem was staying warm and fed. There was no heating and no way to cook anything. He managed to scrape enough together that night to get some take away food. He avoided the Chinese place in Muggle London - as much as he had liked the food Weasley had shared with him, it seemed like suicide to go back down there so soon - and chose instead a big yellow burger place where the food was almost ridiculously cheap, but smelled amazing. He resisted digging into it at once and carried it instead in its paper bag back to Diagon Alley, where most of the shops were either closed or just closing. |