Things have been weighing heavy on his mind all day... Lucius' state of mind has steadily gone down hill. Its the weekend.. Hermione took the work like a duck to water. She laughed at the maniscipt that that dreaded Skeeter woman dropped off.
He stopped in London and ordered Pizza and headed to the Cottage after he picked up the dreamless sleep from the apothcary.
Apparating into the quiet kitchen... ~Lucius!!~
it was too quiet in the house. A foreboding came over him...a flick of his wrist and his wand was out.
~Point me Lucius Malfoy!~
Moments later, Remus was outside a run down Knockturn Ally pub. ~Oh this is bad.. very bad.~ he said as he stepped through the door. There in a dark Corner was Lucius...and a half dozen empty bottles of firewhiskey.
Striding over quickly and silently through the patrons of the bar, Remus passes through the wards Luc has set up.
~Luc!~