Liz noticed Lucius wobbling a bit, and held out her arm. "Would you like to sit Grandfather? Being around that obnoxious man known as the minister can certainly drain one."
((lucius is already sitting down! rofl! but what the hell, go with it...))
Valcan smirked back at Lucius. "Yes, very much so. Except, I am now old. And I wasn't around much then. I didn't agree with dear Voldemort on certain things. And where did he end up?"
"Yes, why thank you, Elizabeth," Lucius said, smiling genuinely as he sat down. "We all know where he ended up, Valcan." He smirked, wishing for a glass of something, he didn't care what, to quench his thirst.
Quite tired, Tristan turned to Vladmir, not up to teasing him tonight. "One of the house elves can help you find a room. Demetri!" He barked.
Annoyed, the house elf appeared at his feet. "Yes, master Tristan?"
"Show Vlad here to a room; he been through quite a lot."
With a bow Demetri led the dazed Russian convict off to one of the rooms, and Tristan turned back to Josh. "And what did you get landed in there for again?"
"Tristan, it was really quite idiotic. The Ministry overreacted to me torturing a bloody squib. The man was annoying me. What was I supposed to do? Ignore him?" Joshua answered with a laugh. "So what do you have to drink around here?"
"Better than ever. Well, somewhat," Tristan said, grinning and taking his seat. "I have two kids now. One's at Hogwarts and the other is well, five months."
"Erik," he said, slamming the water back and letting it wet his gullet. "Hey, did you see that auror b1tch go down? That was a good shot on Edvard's part." Tristan bared his teeth; he had had quite a problem with Deidre Zeller. But she was dead now, so it didn't matter.
Liz's eyes lit up at the sight of Garett as she leaned over to kiss him. "That was certainly exciting!"
She was thrilled, until she remembered she was sitting next to her grandfather. Oops... I wonder how he'll take this, she thought. Well, if he doesn't like it, he'll have to get over it. Hopefully he'll be supportive though.
Drago smiled. The blood in his belly made him happy. The little Malfoy girl asked to speak with him and he nodded. But first he replied to the question asked by Josh. With a chuckle he said, "Yes, I find the younger the girl, the sweeter the blood." As always, he was unaware at how brutish he sounded. Still smiling, his sharp eye teeth gleaming, he said, "Sure, little girl. Let's have a word."
Valcan took a seat himself, although he was not up for celebration, hoping that this wouldn't turn into a party. "I am sure one of the house elves can help you find a room, Lucius." He declined a drink, rising to leave.
Liz laughed. "Blindingly so, but I figured, might be a good idea to check."
She paused, grinning. "I am too, although I've been taking wolfsbane potions every full moon. I was wondering if you did the same. And if not, maybe I could accompany you on one of these coming full moons. The potions is getting rather... dull. If this is what I am, I want to actually be it, rather than hide from it."
Drago roared with laughter. He thumped the girl on the back, "Wonderful! That potion is for the weak, m'dear! I'm glad you're giving it up! I thought I smelled something on you." His smile was wide as he grew excited for the next full moon. Then he got serious. "You won't get in my way. This will be for learning first; blood is second." He waited to see if she understood.
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