Who: Zuko, Draco Malfoy Where: Zuko's condo What: Playing in the snow When: Wednesday evening Warnings/Rating: tbd Status: In progress
Besides Zuko's random encounters in the coffee shop and his intermittent meet ups with Hermione Granger, the young man lead a fairly solitary life. It was kind of hard to meet people when he lived alone, did not go to school, and wasn't old enough to drink. All in all, it was possible that being nineteen was maybe the worst age.
Luckily, Zuko's habit of nearly walking into people seemed to be giving him at least a few people to talk to. Like Draco, for instance, who was on his way over to… play in the snow with Zuko.
The scarred boy shook his head wonderingly, just trying to imagine what his father would think of that one. Probably nothing pleasant. Which was par for the course.
Before the other boy showed up, though, Zuko was checking through his cabinets to see if he had any hot chocolate. That was the sort of thing you drank after playing in the snow, right? He was certain he had seen commercials for that situation at least once.