Entrée de Journal Deux: Living Arrangements.

[malfoy-purity.livejournal.com]

After my rather abrupt entrance the other day and a few attempts at trying to return; it would appear that I am stuck here, so I suppose proper introductions are in order.

My name is Malfoy, Draco Malfoy, a surname I hope will be familiar to at least a few of you, pureblood wizard, from a long line of purebloods and no doubt wealthier than you could hope to be.

I did study at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, initially with Albus Dumbledore as headmaster and then Professor Snape my old head of house.

[Soft frown and a quiet pause for a moment before changing tack]

Anyway I have been told I live next door to an angel and that there's a demon on the other side of him, I've not actually met either of them but am I the only one that finds this a little bit disconcerting?

I'm not going to have the fires of hell suddenly lick up my bedroom door whilst some celestial battle goes on, am I? Whose bright idea was it to put those particular forms of life together?

Oh Joy...and apparently a demon hunter further down the hall from them...

Yes this will go well.

[sighs huffily and walks with the journal in his hand]

And guess who else the castle has deemed fit for sticking me on the same hall as...

[Insert girlish shriek before a yell issues out]

Bloody hell Longbottom! Your toad in my sodding loo!

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[eyesweregold.livejournal.com]

Albus I've only met as a pheonix... and I have no idea who Longbottom is. Is he the other one on your hall?

[malfoy-purity.livejournal.com]

Yes, he tends to stumble over his own feet.

[eyesweregold.livejournal.com]

[laughs at that]
Not fond of him, are you?

[malfoy-purity.livejournal.com]

Not particularly he's a wreck most of the time.

[eyesweregold.livejournal.com]

[aaand we'll assume they're coming down the last part, into the main hall]
It's this way.

A wreck? Not particularly gifted in magic, then?

[malfoy-purity.livejournal.com]

Well I'd heard they'd thought he was a squib till he got his Hogwarts letter.

[Yes Draco can be a total gossip when he wants to be]

[eyesweregold.livejournal.com]

A "squib"?

[malfoy-purity.livejournal.com]

A wizard who's born unable to perform magic.

[Replies looking around as they walk]

[eyesweregold.livejournal.com]

That doesn't sound good...

And here we are! Dining room, and through that door, the kitchens.
[points, and then sits at one of the tables]

[malfoy-purity.livejournal.com]

[Draco looks at her then walks over to the doors walking through and five minutes later returning realising he didn't have a clue what on earth anything did in there}

...Right

[eyesweregold.livejournal.com]

[you never cease to amuse, Draco]
You've never cooked for yourself in your life, have you?

[malfoy-purity.livejournal.com]

I...I have houseelves for that sort of thing.

[eyesweregold.livejournal.com]

Of course.
The ghosts'll make you something, if you like.

To be honest, I don't know much about cooking, either. But then... I don't eat. At least, nothing you cook.

[malfoy-purity.livejournal.com]

Well seeing as I don't cook anything...

Sits down and looks around the dining room.

[eyesweregold.livejournal.com]

If you want something, just ask aloud.

But. [grins at him]
What's quidditch?

[malfoy-purity.livejournal.com]

[He thinks for a moment before asking for a pheasant and crisp sandwich, smiling when it appears and savouring a long bite]

Mmm it's a game we play in my world, with brooms and a set of balls. Bludgers, Quaffles and a snitch. Seven players in each team, three goals each:

One keeper for the three goals,
Three chasers to throw the two quaffes through the goalsscoring ten points each
Two beaters to try and hit the chasers of the opposing teams with two large bludgers
One Seeker who catches a small golden ball with wings called a snitch, tiny little thing but if you get it you get 150 points and end the game.

[eyesweregold.livejournal.com]

Brooms. As in you're flying?

[malfoy-purity.livejournal.com]

Oh yes, this all takes part in the air.

[Nods as he eats and pumpkin juice appears beside him.]

[eyesweregold.livejournal.com]

Is that pumpkin?

In the air. We could probably build a pitch here, if you really miss it. Plenty of residents capable of flying and making magical flying balls.

[malfoy-purity.livejournal.com]

[Blinks in surprise and smiles]

Really? We'd need brooms too, do you think the castle can make those?

[asks offering her a bit of his drink]

[eyesweregold.livejournal.com]

I pretty sure the Castle steals, not creates, but sure, I don't see why not.

[shakes her head to refuse the offer]
No, I'm fine - I prefer the smell of food to the taste. Like I said, I don't really eat this kind of thing. Vampire. [shrugs and smiles]

[malfoy-purity.livejournal.com]

Huh...the vampires in our worlld still eat normal food.

[eyesweregold.livejournal.com]

Do they? Zelman as well.
I suppose it's because of what I told him - after being able to taste a person's life, longings, hopes and dreams in blood... nothing else tastes as good as it used to.

[malfoy-purity.livejournal.com]

Who's Zelman?

I suppose, [replies with a grimace]

Blood doesnt' quite have the same connotations to me.

[eyesweregold.livejournal.com]

Another vampire here, and a friend of mine. Different world, though.

Yes, I can imagine so. I... tend to get a little carried away and forget that I'm speaking to mortals. Sorry. [little smile]