[ @theblccdtraitor ] mailed an owl! ( 🎄 for our muses to spend time with one another over the winter break . )
There was no going home this winter break.
Theo knew that going home would mean an empty dinning room, with only the elves to keep him company. It would mean Fire Whiskey while listening to the Weird Sisters at a volume that his father never would have approved of. But who cares about what he approves of now that Coxius Nott was in Azkaban? But no...he stayed at Hogwarts with Draco. Draco wasn’t leaving and Theo didn’t exactly blame him. After all, leaving would mean going back to a manor where the Dark Lord was currently residing. It wouldn’t be a pleasant homecoming.
“You tosser, stop hogging the Fire Whiskey.” Theo grumbled, snatching the bottle from his friend’s hand, bringing it to his lips and taking a swing. It was warm and the burn down his throat was now a pleasant reminder that he was alive instead of a rude invasion. His head leaned back against the couch, his eyes closed for a moment. He was itching to grab one of his cigarettes but the smell wasn’t one that his fellow Slytherins were found of.
“You think those elves will be coming soon with food?”





















