Jump down the rabbit hole

Mundungus Fletcher. 21. Half-blood. Irish blood. Liar, Cheat, Thief, Drug Dealer, but the best fuckin' one around. 

[hotheaded-fletcher]

Did you need something?

[hopeneverabandonsyou]

Gabby shook her head. “It’s not like that, I never wanted to use it.” It didn’t matter that she didn’t know him, nor that he was a dealer, she just didn’t want anyone believing that she’d use heroin on her own free will. “I just, this guy, one of the death eaters, he kidnapped me and he used it on me.” Tears started falling down the brunette’s cheeks. “This isn’t how my life’s supposed to be. I might not be bound for greatness, but I’m not supposed to be an addict either.”

[hotheaded-fletcher]

Mundungus furrowed his eyebrows together and looked at the younger girl. "What's your name?" He asked, as he lifted his chin upwards. "Have you been having cravings? Withdrawals of any kinds? How many times did he use it on you?" He asked her again, biting the inside of his lip.  Using his thumb, he swiped away a few stray tears on the girl. "Hey hey hey- you aren't damned sweetheart, there's hope. If your body hasn't built up a dependency then you're going to be okay, as long as you play it safe. I've been working on something to help people with cravings, also. If you need some help come by my place, yeah?"

[hotheaded-fletcher]

Did you need something?

[helperjones]

"You should know flattery won’t work on me Fletcher" she remarked, pursing her lips in an attempt to hide her grin as she moved to examine the apartment further.

[hotheaded-fletcher]

Mundungus quickly scanned the apartment, making sure there was no paraphernalia laying about. "Flattery has always worked on you Hes."

[hotheaded-fletcher]

Did you need something?

[hopeneverabandonsyou]

Gabrielle ran a worried hand through her hair. He’d confirmed her fears and anxieties about the drug that’d been forced into her system by Dolohov. As she looked back up at him, she forced a smile to her lips, though her eyes were filled with fear. “No reason, I was just wondering.” She said quickly, her voice tightening as she tried to keep herself from tearing up.

[hotheaded-fletcher]

Mundungus folded his arms together, before looking down at her. He could see the obvious emotion spread across her face. "Are you using?" He asked her. Mundungus stopped dealing H about a year ago, because he knew one day one of his clients would kill him for a point. "I know a lot about drugs sweetheart, if- if you need help with something I'm here. Someone who's only used a few times has a way higher chance than someone who's actually been addicted for a period of time."

[hotheaded-fletcher]

Did you need something?

[hopeneverabandonsyou]

"A banger? What’s-nevermind, I probably don’t want to know what it is. How bad is heroin for a person? Like, if they had it, or used it, or whatever a few times over a month and a bit, how much damage would that do?"

[hotheaded-fletcher]

Mundungus studied the girl for a moment, before cocking his head to the side. "It doesn't matter if you've used once, or a few times over the span of a month. There's no other drug that's as addicting as heroin and there's only a ten percent chance of a heroin addict actually being able to quit and to not relapse. Heroin causes heart problems, collapsed veins, and not to mention the risk of getting aids-" He paused for a moment, his eyes narrowing. "Why are you wondering?"

[hotheaded-fletcher]

Did you need something?

[hopeneverabandonsyou]

"I just have a question about, um, about heroin?"

[hotheaded-fletcher]

"Well you certainly don't look like a banger, but what's your question?"

[hotheaded-fletcher]

Did you need something?

[helperjones]

Well I just wanted to drop in, see what you’ve done with the place.

[hotheaded-fletcher]

It's be much lovelier with you in it.

[hotheaded-fletcher]

Did you need something?

[maconm-deactivated20150128]

"Nope. How’re you Fletcher?"

[hotheaded-fletcher]

"Doing bloody better than I was,but could still be better. The same. And you?"

[hotheaded-fletcher]

Did you need something?

[alecto-erinyes]

"Depends on what you’re offering."

[hotheaded-fletcher]

"I think you know what I offer, Aly dear."

[hotheaded-fletcher]

Did you need something?

[hopeneverabandonsyou]

"You’re Mundungus Flecter, right?"

[hotheaded-fletcher]

"That depends on what I can do for you."

[hotheaded-fletcher]

Did you need something?

[itsybitsysnowflake-deactivated2]

[hotheaded-fletcher]

"It's September- in London- no, I'm not exactly hot.

[alecto-erinyes]

"I’m busy."

[hotheaded-fletcher]

"My apologies, miss. I didn't mean to interrupt you."

[illuminatingalair]

Bonjour

[hotheaded-fletcher]

"Bonjour." Mundungus replied, his mastered french accent thick. Even though he had never been to the country, he knew how to perfect the language.

[thegreatotto]

"I do, yeah."

[hotheaded-fletcher]

"I'm hurt, Badman. I thought we were friends."

[hotheaded-fletcher]

Backsliding.

[helperjones]

Hestia bit her lip as she observed the easy flow of his demeanour, he seemed almost too relaxed and it unsettled her. She quickly pushed the thoughts away, she had seen him only days before going through the worst of his withdrawals, he was clearly making an effort- maybe he was over the worst of it. “Talkalot- I think, yes one of those twins” she nodded recalling the girl’s face. “The more high society one, she asked my opinion on flowers not long ago” she snorted. “I offered to reimburse her” she shrugged, raising her wand arm to summon a bartender.

[hotheaded-fletcher]

Mundungus narrowed his eyes, and studied her face for quite a moment before shaking his head. "She's just another spoiled brat, she'll do nothing about it. But I don't want you to ever get involved with my business Hestia. I don't want you to ever even voice that you have any idea you know about what I do. Okay?" He asked her, in awe that she would even do such a thing. "It's just not a smart thing to do. If someone asks you, you don't know anything. That's how you get hurt."

[hotheaded-fletcher]

"Do you think this is a face that would lie to you?"

[sethcohcnaf]

It was late, the darkening sky was her indication and Mary had never felt the need to be out at this hour but it seemed like it was the only time she could get out of the castle. Leaving the castle was never a smart move, especially for the likes of her but she needed supplies. Stuff she would never easily find in Pomfrey’s cabinets let alone in Diagon, hence the reason why she was hurrying quickly through the streets of Knockturn, at least she was until someone caught her attention. She gripped her wand tightly as she turned around, “Gus” she breathed out in relief, “I could say the same to you” she muttered as she tucked her purchases into her cloak. “What can I do for you?”

[hotheaded-fletcher]

Mundungus shrugged, "Actually you can't- I'm not at the castle anymore, and I have a bracelet." He told her swiftly, taking another step forward. "You shouldn't be out here. Snatchers are everywhere." It was true, but Mundungus wasn't as afraid of them. Most of them, he gave cheaper prices to, to grant him slight favoritism. "Nothing, though. I just thought I'd tell you, you don't wanna be out here right now. You should get back."