At 12:01 am on December 25th, a very large covered gift basket abruptly appears outside the door to room 690, a large tag indicating that it is intended for one Draco Malfoy. If one were to listen closely, one could hear the faint sounds of breathing coming from within ( Read more... )

( if the lady in question showed up in the village, Cedric would be sorely tempted to tell her to get stuffed )

Today was The Day. If anyone asked how old he was, Draco would throw out a random number - partly because the reactions were fun, and partly because he didn't want to think about it. Plenty of that had gone on the previous year. All the energy Draco would have spent worrying and pontificating about the meaning of life was re-allocated to the ( Read more... )

The beginning of the week had proved more useless than anything else, though the middle of the week had been entertaining to watch. As th weekend approached, the atmosphere in the village shifted again. Wesker could feel the underlying anger that seemed to be sitting in the air like invisible fog. While he could hold the emotions at bay, others in ( Read more... )

There wasn't much one could do with Apothecary supplies to make a Christmassy display in the window, but Draco did his best. There was a cauldron atop a burner with hot chocolate simmering inside its belly. The whole shop smelled like chocolate, much to the owner's delight. He sipped from a snowman-shaped mug between tinsel and fairy light ( Read more... )

Draco was not normally a fan of carbonated drinks, but one of the bar tenders had brought in a few cases of a new soda from the general store and everyone was raving about it. So he had shrugged and accepted one. Why not ( Read more... )

Khan hadn't left the labs all weekend. Say what one would about the former dictator (and terrorist), but when he decided to do something he did it come hell or high water. Starfleet could attest to that.
( Working through the weekend... )

Draco arrived to the Black Sheep early and had a pint by himself. He appreciated the time to think and calm his mind. There had been a lot going on for him lately, personal stuff mostly. A lot of thinking. The results of some of that thinking was part of the reason he had messaged Cedric to join him ( Read more... )

Today was the day. Maybe. No, it really was! Draco had made the decision, and it was going to get done, damn it all ( Read more... )

Wesker's not quite practicing, but he's not quite relaxing either. It was somewhere in between since it helped him focus but it was also good to keep your body in shape. Muscle memory was important, too. He was getting bored again and even though he had protection with some influential people, he wanted to do what he enjoyed doing. Research. ( Read more... )