Sit Next To Me-Flashback
@alinamalfoyxx
The night was beginning to blur around the edges for Evan Rosier. Where was he? The name was now escaping the twenty-two year old, but it was a loud dimly lit establishment in central London. Red and blue lights set the tone for the wizarding nightclub and as song after song rolled through the playlist Evan began to wonder if it was the same song or if he was going crazy. Either way, it was clear that the alcohol was beginning to set in as his friends seemed to dwindle out. The man who had been sitting to his left all evening, at their table, of course, had just risen resting a hand on Evan's shoulder as he made his excuses to leave reminding Evan that somewhere in the throngs of people one last person they were responsible for remained.
It had been a few hours since Evan Rosier had so much as thought about where Alina Malfoy could be. She could take care of herself, he knew that much from the last few months of their friendship. He was only lying to himself with the thought he didn't know where Alina was as his eyes had been unconsciously following her around the crowded room and it only took a moment of him looking from his friend to find her near the bar. The dark-haired witch that had been sitting on his knee for the past hour was now only becoming an annoyance with her pointless conversation and the way she kept trying to kiss him. She knew his name while he still had no clue of hers, and there was no way he'd bring someone like that home because if he did then tomorrow there was no guarantee she would not continue to run his name. And truthfully he didn't want to have to pull some strings and get the poor girl oblivated just for one night. Instead, he nudged her off his lap and rose from his seat. "Finish the bottle, it's on me" Evan told her nodding towards the expensive champagne they had been drinking. He had other matters to attend to.
Across the room Evan made his way, slipping past individuals until he was at the bar once more but this time he wasn't grabbing a drink. His blonde companion was now chatting with another man leaned against the bar. Of course, she was Alina Malfoy and seemed to attract attention no matter the scene. It wasn't Evan's duty to keep her from going home with another individual, but he still felt the need to do so. Every time they went out it was the same routine: he'd spend his evening with some girl who he wouldn't remember the next morning, and eventually make his way over and end whatever Alina was doing across the room. Something in him didn't like the thought of her spending time with anyone else, nor did he trust any other man than himself to take her home. It was because she was his mate's sister, obviously.
"Thanks, Mate for keeping her company for me," Evan told the man as he stepped up behind Alina, his arm comfortably slinking around her shoulders. As the man seemed to shrivel in his presence Evan only puffed up, daring the other man to say something. Instead, as he sulked away Evan turned his attention to Alina, letting go of her to lean against the bar signaling the attention of the bartender. "Why do you always pick losers like that?" he asked her nodding towards his empty glass as he made eye contact with the bartender. "If you want someone that incompetent I can start taking you to muggle clubs instead". Taking his now full drink Evan took a sip, smirking at Alina over the rim, "Imagine the look on your brother's face if he found out I let you hang out with muggles. Or worse, let you go home with one".