[Open post - after the split]

[dracoslytherin]

Draco had not seen or spoken to Harry in weeks. Ever since they'd had that fight he didn't know what to do with himself and, feeling very lost, he'd stayed hidden away in a new room he'd found for himself. All alone

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[in_summer_leaf]

Hisoka is sitting in one of the porch seats, arms folded and gazing out at the distant treetops. Perhaps he has heard a footstep, because he turns his head towards the doorway. "Hello," he says.

[dracoslytherin]

Draco's head jerks in the direction of the voice and he is scowling.

He doesn't seem like he's even going to reply for a long moment, then he just kind of grunts and looks angrily out toward the garden.

[in_summer_leaf]

Hisoka supposes the grunt was some sort of acknowledgement. He glances in the same direction as Draco is, and maintains an unobtrusively interested silence. He figures that if the man really doesn't want company, he'll leave.

[dracoslytherin]

Draco carefully glances at Hisoka after a long pause.

"Who are you?" His tone is abrupt and unfriendly, though Hiskoa may be able to detect underlying emotions of hurt and sadness.

[fairy_fingers]

The blond girl - she has hair the same color as Draco, how odd - is sitting by a window and drawing things in the little mist of her breath, with gentle fingertips.

She may or may not have Grey Wind with her, but though she is an ordinary girl, there's probably something a bit unreal about her - there ever was, for a dreamy little embroiderer-turned-queen like Angelique.

I'm going to ask Robb's typist if she can borrow Grey Wind, will let you know as soon as I know. I was thinking of punting Helen and Belize - do you think they would work? Would anyone else work better? Let me know. ♥

[dracoslytherin]

Draco walks in and sits down with a loud 'hmph', sounding annoyed. He glances at the blonde girl but doesn't yet say anything to her.

[Helen in particular would be good! But both would be nice. <3]

[fairy_fingers]

Angelique might look back behind her, and when she looks at the blond youth, she observes him curiously for a bit.

If he looks at her, she'll give him a twitching smile.

[Both shall be punted. ^^]

[dracoslytherin]

He does glance her way again and frowns at the smile. "What do you want?"

[cute_shinigami]

Here's someone whose own love life has been a bit shaky lately, and so he's willing to commiserate. Though likely, that isn't Draco's style. Even still, he's likely to be found in the kitchen, making some tea and throwing together a thick sandwich or two...or five.

[dracoslytherin]

It may be difficult to get him to talk about his problems, and he's also likely to hide behind snarky comments.

Felling hungry, Draco has found his way to the kitchen but pauses when he sees that somebody else is here.

[cute_shinigami]

Tsuzuki looks up from stacking alternating slices of lunch meats and cheese on a thick slice of rye bread. "Hey there, you hungry? I was just making myself some lunch, so it's no trouble at all," he offers, friendly enough.

[dracoslytherin]

Draco eyes him suspiciously then sits heavily at the kitchen table. "It better not be poisoned."

[sweariwontdie]

Someone he's bound to run across sooner or later is his friend, Armand. Armand is alone, for once, poking through the plothole for something like new drawing supplies. Etienne goes through them fast, and he hasn't found any new ones in the attic for a while. He'll be very surprised to see Draco, although not as surprised at his mood as some might be.

"Slow down there, Draco, before you do yourself an injury."

[dracoslytherin]

Draco halts abruptly when he sees Armand, then looks away guiltily.

[sweariwontdie]

Armand turns away from the plothole and goes after Draco. "Draco... tell me what's wrong!" Yes, he's a little demanding, but he's worried.

[dracoslytherin]

"Who said anything was wrong?" Draco mutters.

[iwalkindreams]

Here's a guy who has recently been to an unexpected break-up; or, better said, post-break-up, because honestly, he can't even remember the girl. He can't remember anything, to be more specific, not even that, a while ago, he did meet the blonde wizard he's now spying while sitting on the porch and smoking a clove-scented cigarette. Oh, and it's probably twilight already.

[dracoslytherin]

Draco wrinkles his nose upon smelling smoke. He waves his hand in front of his face then glares around, trying to find the source.

[iwalkindreams]

The source has spotted him too, but won't do more than to arch an eyebrow at the young man's gesture. He thinks it's slightly snobbish.

[dracoslytherin]

And this one certainly does look snobbish as he practically upturns his nose, looking down it at Adrian.

"Do you have to do that?"