"Mm, nah, I’m not planning on beating you shitless, don’t fret. Now, I’ll let you Apparate me out somewhere, and then if you get questioned later, you can claim I cursed you and Apparated my way free." He shrugged a shoulder with that, fishing out his wallet and pulling out a few galleons to hold out to the younger man. "Here. For my part of dinner."
"This won't look suspicious. Now someone'll think you bribed me or something, to let you go." He took the money nonetheless, placing it in his pocket. "My place it is, then." He took Antonin's wrist with one hand and apparated them back to his flat.










