read all the way through for important party info and a couple of laughs

[_draco_m_]

The patio bustled with elfin activity as Malfoy Manor put on it's Aires-- and it absolutely glistened. The massive crystal punch bowl was nearly brimming over the sides with the pink froth and smoke of punch, matching crystal goblets lined up neatly beside it on the long serving table. More serving tables held finger sandwiches, salad, cheese

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[bringit_baddock]

Malcolm, arriving fashionably two hours late, had wormed his way through the crowd and was lurking around the bushes, sipping on his own little mix of something or other, and picking out any fresh, young meat for him to stalk. Boys-he was definitely in the mood for boys.

Among the mess, he managed to navigate around to the kitchens, flipping his VIP pass carelessly in front of the elf standing there. He beelined to the counter where a lovely bottle of vodka was sitting quietly like a lone zebra in the grassy plains...
"Lads," he said, nodding towards Crabbe and Goyle, as well as a few other Slythies he recongized but didn't care for. He winked at a few girls sitting on the counter in their knickers, and licked his lips when they giggled. "If this belongs to anyone, you can fuck right off," he said, half to himself, snatching the bottle from the counter and taking a right big swig out of it.

Removing the bottle from his lips, he smiled and did a little dance on the spot there. A small high from a joint he had puffed away on earlier still lingered, but now came the fun part.

[bringit_baddock]

"'Cusie moi," Malcolm said in a long, drawn out tone, "I believe I called dibs." He grabbed Adrian's wrist and jerked the bottle away with his other hand. "Besides, I need to catch up with you anyway."

[bringit_baddock]

Malcolm laughed out loud, "Mm shake it baby," he took another sip, "make sure you don't break it."

He rubbed his own bum up against Adrian's, "Now this is my kind of party."

"Any of you lads care to join?" he called out to the others standing around. When they all gave a hesitant head shake 'no' Malcolm only laughed again, "well then stick around, cause after a few more shots with this Queen, things will really start to get interesting."

Sip, sip, swig.

[bringit_baddock]

Malcolm scoffed and tried not to let his mind wander, "Men. These aren't men," waving his arm behind him, he snorted, "these are boys," he shot a look at Crabbe, "and never in my lowest of lows would I stoop so low." He paused and thought for a moment, "No offense, gents."

Lighting up a fag, he then remembered what Adrian had said about Draco, "Actually, I'm not sure. He's bound to be around here somewhere, that is - if he's not off snogging three people at once in a corner somewhere."

[bringit_baddock]

"MmmmmmM!" Malcolm turned away as quickly as he could, trying to polish off the bottle in one swift gulp. But it kind of hurt too much, and he ending up spewing out an entire mouthful of the stuff and handing over the bottle lamely.

"Yeah - whatever. Stay with me. Just know that I sleep in the nuddy pants."

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"Great - we can sleep in the nuddy pants together then. As I know you will love to do."

He shook his head at him, "I see you've been working on your social skills."

[bringit_baddock]

"Oh yes, we're all very proud of you. So you've been attending that support group then, have you?"

Malcolm waggled his eyebrows at him and made a rather rude jesture with his hips.

[bringit_baddock]

"As if you mind! ...As if I mind."

He had already confirmed that he was in the mood for some boy scouting, but this was ridiculous. Draco had to be around here somewhere...

[paddy_patil]

"Someone call for a lady?" she smirked when she came up to the two boys. Padma had seen Adrian not long before but had hoped for him to really approach her - but being the impatient one that she always was she came over. "Can't find one better than me."