Diplomatic Meetings. [evilthatlures]

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It was precisely 4:12... not that he'd been keeping track. He was standing outside Slug and Jiggers, wondering if Potter would be late - not that he cared if he were. It had been a long few weeks at the Manor; he'd been mixing Mother sleeping draughts nearly every night. He was almost as tired as she was, and still no word of his father. Though Auntie Bella had been so kind to drop by.

He was loathe to admit today would be a welcome reprieve.

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He shrugged, pushing past Harry so he wasn't in the way of incoming traffic to the store. "I told you I was out of mugwart," he said meekly. "And you didn't really promise."

Why did Potter always have to be so dramatic.

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One look at his life would be answer enough.

He turned around and fell into step next to Draco.

"You're not poisoning anyone, are you?"

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"No," he grit out. "It's for my mother."

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"Oh." His brows had furrowed slightly. "Is she alright?" Stupid, stupid question, he cringed inwardly. Obviously, Draco's mother was anything but alright. Lucius was in Azkaban.

He stopped walking just then. Not because of his blunder but 1) he didn't know where they were going and 2) if they walked on any further, he was afraid they'd bump into Ron and Hermione.

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He stopped, too, almost colliding into Harry's shoulder. "Potter--" Draco cut himself off, realizing he didn't know where they were going either, and it really wouldn't do for him to run into anyone he knew either. Though he had much bigger fish to worry about than the Mudblood and Weasel.

"Come on," he hissed, pulling Harry into a convenient alleyway just in time for one of his father's business associates to flounce past. "--sorry. What were you asking?"

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"I said--" He stopped his forward motion, nearly stumbling over his own two feet to avoid crashing into Draco, dark eyes flashing for a moment as he felt a slight tingling on his forehead: his scar and he shook his head, absentmindedly tracing the tips of his fingers against the mark as he glanced around the area. "Forget it." Where were they? It didn't look like any alleyway he'd seen before and he'd taken plenty of shortcuts in Diagon Alley. Turning around, Harry came face to face with a brick wall. "What the--?" Only seconds ago, it had been the exit to the streets of Diagon Alley.

"Where the fuck have you taken us, Malfoy?" On either side and behind them, there were surrounded by walls and it seemed that the only path left for them to take was to walk on straight ahead. To god knows where. Great. Perfect. Just what he needed. Another adventure. "If we're stuck here and I'm late for my d-" Date? Had he been about to say, date?

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"We're not stuck," he insisted, scowling darkly at Harry's slip. "If only because I refuse be be stuck anywhere with you."

He began walking on, only just barely remembering to drop Harry's arm before that got awkward.

"So sorry to keep you from your little weasel," he finally spoke up, belatedly, with none of his usual venom.

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"Don't you think we should try to get back through the--" He glanced over his shoulder to see just how far they'd gone and was surprised to find they hadn't progressed very far at all. Or just at all since the brick wall was once again directly behind them.

It seemed they were stuck in a loop of some sort or the wall was moving with them.

Either way, it wasn't good.

"Malfoy," he called out. "Malfoy, stop." He pulled his wand out and scanned the surface of the wall. "I think it's..." He stepped a little closer, brows furrowing slightly. "... I think it's alive."

Well, that, or he'd had too many glasses of elderflower wine at the Weasleys' earlier.

we had a huge floodtsorm ;-; i still dont have power but yay generators o.o

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"Shut up, it can't be alive. It's just.. some sort of curse." He shrugged, proving to be obedient when frightened. "So what now, Mr. bloody Adventure?"