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Log: Truth or Dare - The Bertie Botts Edition

Who: Draco Malfoy and Jilly Coppercorn
What: Children's games with jelly bean
When: Late Afternoon
Where: Town
Rating: PG-13 - depends on the questions I suppose

Draco is sat outside the Bonsai, a shot glass of firewhisky on the bench seat beside him and a box of Bertie Bott's Every Flavour Beans and on the table.

The sun is beaming down on him and the light glints off his sunglasses as he takes another cool sip.

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Jilly's on her way out of the WildKat when she spots a familiar face. Detouring, she'll head off the road to come over, a smile on her lips.

"You look relaxed." More than she'd usually seen him.

He chuckled motioning to the large firewhiskey bottle before motioning to the empty seat beside him.]

"Well I'm not at a moment of undue stress. Well that and it's far too hot to get bothered about anything right now," he replied slouching on the bench like a salamander under the sun's heat.

"I suppose there's that."

Tilting her head, she came over to join him dropping comfortably next to him. "So what's new with you, Draco me lad?"

He shrugged softly before pulling on one of her ringlets and watching it spring back with a bemused smile before looking back out at the street.

Draco took a long happy sip and conjured another glass offering it to her.

"Not a lot, just remembering my childhood with these beans. Do you ever do that?"

That was... unexpected. Was he- She'll give him a startled look before accepting the glass.

"Whenever I get a chance. What are the beans from?"

Taking a small sip, there was no mistaking the warm feeling of the liquid... that was definitely not just rootbeer. It was pleasant, actually, but she set it down on the table without finishing as she gave him an amused look.

"Just how much of this have you had?"

He shrugged and peered into it. "Not too much I don't think. I'm still in single vision. "

Draco found the joke terribly amusing and took another long sip. "YOu know we used to sneak this into school from the Hog's Head. Three broomsticks wouldn't serve us but we could usually get someone to get this for us from the Head with enough money," he smiled wistfully as he remembered before shaking the box of beans over at her. "We used to play with these too."

"Uh huh... Somehow I don't think that single vision is going to last too long."

Reaching into the box, she'll pull out a bean, looking at it. "Jelly beans?"

"Nope, every flavour beans. I imagine you don't have those."

"Every flavor, huh? No, I don't think we did."

Still considering the bean in her hand, she'll glance back up at him. "So what kinds of games did you play?"

"Everything from earwax to strawberry." he chuckled a little and shrugs stealing a red one before pulling a face.

"Okay, blood flavoured," he shuddered and took a sip of his whiskey.

"We used to play what everyone plays I suppose, russian roulette with those beans, truth or dare, drinking games. You?"

"Blood?"

She pulled a face at that... okay, so he wasn't kidding. She gave the red-brown bean on her palm a curious look.

"Drinking games in school, huh?" A quiet laugh. "I can't really talk. I didn't play them very much, though."

Try it.

[He shrugged softly with a smile]

It wasn't very often. I just have quick fingers sometimes and we would take advantage of the seventh years inebriation

That certainly got an arched eyebrow. "Take advantage?" That phrase could have many meanings, but she's hoping he means it only in the form of pranks.

She'll hesitate, but hey. She was always one to try new things! Popping the candy in her mouth, she'll chew, only to give a surprised laugh.

"....alright.... bean flavored. That's new."

[Chuckles]

Be glad it wasn't bogey flavoured.

[Smiles amused, taking another sip.]

We could play now if you like.

"I'll count my blessings."

She leaned back against the bench, considering. She didn't really have anything pressing and it was a nice day for a bit of time with friends.

"Sure. It could be fun."

He smiled and offered her the whiskey bottle as he watched the people go by.

"Go on, I'll let you go first."

She'll take the bottle with a laugh, reaching over to top off the little she'd sipped from her cup.

"Alright... truth or dare then? Which one do you want?"

He stretched his legs out in the sun and munched on a broccoli flavoured bean thoughtfully.

"Okay, I'll start off easy first, dare."

"Alright." Her head tilted to one side as she thought, idly picking another bean out of the box. She looked amused when she tasted it. "...Celery. It's a daily dose of vegetables in jelly bean form."

Looking back out over the street, she'll nod to where people are walking past. "Okay... here's your dare. Pick any person walking past and insist you know them. You have to talk to them for at least two minutes before you find an excuse to leave."

Draco snorted in laughter at the celery comment and nodded, "part of your five a day."

He blinked at the dare and looked out at the people walking past. "They're going to think I'm a bloody lunatic."

He frowned, half wishing he hadn't started this. "Alright," he mutters with a sigh, smoothing out his hair before standing up a little shakily.

He cricked his neck and stepped forward.

She laughed. "That's the point of a dare."

Leaning back on the bench, she'll sip at the firewhiskey, watching in amusement.

Draco breathed out slowly before strutting forward confidently to a bewildered 6 foot tall, townsman.

"Teddy you miserable bastard, how've you been?"

The brunette looked at him utterly confused as Draco grinned and talked away.

"How's Millicent, I know you always had an eye on her." he continued not letting the protesting man get a word in edgeways. If it was one thing Draco Malfoy learned from his mother it was how to keep control in a social engagement.

Hiding her mouth behind a hand, Jilly does her best to control her grin as she watches this in amusement.

Draco continues talking unabated, the other man not able to get a word in edge ways before suddenly, "Oh! Look at the time, it was great running into you like that. I'm afraid I have to cut this short. Take care Teddy!" he babbled before escaping back to Jilly at the table.

She applauds him quietly, hands hidden under the table when he sits back down. "Beautifully done."

She took another careful sip. "See? That wasn't so bad."

He drained his glass and poired another, his brow raised in disbelief. "Hmph, if you say so. Only now it's my revenge, truth or dare?"

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She laughed. "That's fair."

"Alright... how about eye for an eye.... I'll take a dare."

Draco cricks his neck and then looks out over at he people milling around them.

"Alright, I dare you to stand in the middle of that street and starting singing at the top of your lungs."

She winced around a grin. "Those poor people...."

"Alright," she said, already in the middle of rising to her feet. "Any preference to what I'm tormenting them with?"

Do you know any Wyrd Sisters?

"I'm afraid I don't. I'll have to see if the library has anything on them, later. Or the music room." She shrugged, setting her glass on the table and starting to stroll towards the center of the square. "Guess I'll just have to wing it."

Draco raised a brow amused, he stretched his legs out under the table and popped a strawberry bean into his mouth as he watched with interest.

Striding purposefully out into the open, she'll pose somewhat dramatically in the center of the street, raising her chin high before beginning to sing.

"On a dark desert highway," she began... Lindsey's fault, since she's been listening to him play enough that she went with the first song in her head..., "Cool wind in my hair-"

Her voice isn't that bad, though the effort for volume doesn't help with control and she had a hard time staying in pitch, but she doesn't seem bothered in the least, even with the strange looks of people passing by (or else stopping to stare in confusion.

She doesn't even try to stop after the first verse and chorus, instead happily blustering through the entire song (there was even a ridiculous, swaying dance to the chorus of "Welcome to the Ho-tel Ca-li-fornia!") before ending with a flourish and a dramatic bow... to slightly befuddled and scattered applause from a couple of people who actually stopped.

Sweeping her hair back out of her face with a smooth motion, she'll triumphantly make her way back to Draco."

Draco chuckled raising a brow and gave her a slow clap of applause. "Alright, fair enough, your turn." he announced with a drunken hiccup.

She arched an eyebrow as she looked him over. "I think you might have had enough...."

Nah, I'm good, I can hold it. We can play a bit longer if you like.

She gave him a small smile. "Alright. Just... drink some water, or else you'll have a killer headache later."

Leaning back against the bench, she pulled her feet up under her. "So... truth or dare?"

"I'm not getting up and singing," he slurred gently, his vision blurring as he leaned forward trying to focus on Jilly. "Truth"

"Right now I think your dare would be more along the lines of walking a straight line."

She paused as she considered. "Alright...what is the least favorite loss you've had to deal with here?"

He frowned softly before sighing, "The projection of our memories, I could have done without that."

"It... played memories? For others to see?" She looked a little sick at the thought of that...

"I'm sorry. That... I'm sorry."

[Draco shrugged softly]

We'd lost our memories so I didn't realise they were mine at first. [Mumbles]

She could only be silent at that, conflicted. She'd always sworn that she wouldn't choose to forget. Her memories were what made her who she was. And she certainly wouldn't choose to have them put on display.

But to actually forget...even for a week...

Would that make it better or worse?

Reaching out, she lay her hand over his. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to bring up bad memories."

He looked at her a little blearily,the drink affecting him. "Doesn't matter, mine are all bad memories. "

There was a furrow in her brow as she watched him. "All bad?" she asked gently. "What about your friends?"

Draco stared at the alcohol in front of him with a frown. "When I left one of them had just burned alive in front of me...I couldn't get him out. "

Her fingers tightened on his as she watched him sadly. There wasn't really anything else she could say to that. She could only sit with him.

Draco frowned putting his glass down, "I should go," he murmured rubbing his head.

"You don't have to. I don't mind the company." And she didn't want to leave him alone with alcohol weighted thoughts. Troubles only got heavier that way.

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