the presence beside him is something of a familiarity. without a word, dean hands the full and sweating bottle to his new compatriot before retreating to the somewhat intriguing texture of carbonation on his tongue. he’s heard the news, of course ( even as an outcast within one’s own family, it is impossible to escape the seething gossip which eternally plagues the pureblood families ) -- but he isn’t sure that congratulations are in order.
’ don’t know how familiar you are with muggle drinks, but beer is actually rather nice. ‘









