Daniel Abbott

“I wouldn’t mind putting some more of those bastards in the ground.” The Death Eaters didn’t deserve to live and continue their murderous lines. Leaning back in her chair, she fiddled with the empty bottle in her hand. “She’s alright. Anxious to get out into the field.”

Daniel nodded at that. Back in school, he had always agreed with that mentality. Until one point, and shattered his friendship with the other based on something Bristol had told him. Yet, here he was, back in that same mindset Serena had. “I wouldn’t either.” Daniel said quietly before giving a soft smile, “Sounds like her.”

“Nope, no one has except Andy, actually.” It was still pretty new, but she was slowly getting used to it. “Thanks, but it’s okay. I like it, actually. Just… have to get used to living completely alone, you know?” It was her first time ever being completely on her own, and while she was used to solitude, it was something she had to get used to. But it was also nice, because she could do what she needed without worrying about overstepping boundaries or anyone finding out. 

Daniel nodded. Sounded about right when it came to terms with Loraly. Although he couldn’t help but worry with her being alone. Ever since what happened to Jaxon, Daniel was generally always worried about her. “Yea, I understand.” he gave a small smile, “Well, want to grab a bite here and maybe walk around a little? Been a while since we’ve seen each other.”

“Good. Moved into a new place. Kind of a shitehole but it’s mine so..” The brunette shrugged; she was actually quite fond of her new place. It was so small that it didn’t have her feeling as though something - someone - was missing. She was a bit restless as of late, but she was finally settling into what seemed to be a normalish life. 

“I haven’t been to the new place yet, huh?” Daniel asked remembering the time she had once asked him over; more for company than anything else. Although he wised he could help her; that she would ask if need be. “Well you’re always welcome to lodge up with me at a hotel if you ever need to get away for a night or two.”

“I wasn’t involved in the last attack either. Though I have to say that I don’t mind that it was the Death Eaters on the receiving end this time around.” Serena glanced down at her bottle as he brought up the drink and tilted it slightly to the right, checking how much she had left. She would need another soon, there was barely enough for a sip left in the bottom. “Sure, why not.” 

“Well thank goodness for that, at least,” Daniel said - genuinely meaning that since he didn’t want Serena, whom he previously called a friend, to get hurt. “Neither do I. Although I feel like they deserve a couple more to match us in losses.” He watched as she glanced down at her drink, nodding when she said yes. The Hufflepuff flagged a waitress down, ordering her another and himself one as well, “How’s Lexi?”

He wasted no time in joining the other guy, moving around the table to sit down across from him. “I don’t think I’ve seen you since we left Hogwarts,” he said with a chuckle. “I guess we’ve both been off in our own worlds, then? I’ve as good as I can be.” His smile faded slightly as he thought about Jennifer.

Daniel hummed in thought for a moment, thinking back on their time before shaking his head, “I don’t think so either. I meant to go to that party everyone was talking about, but got caught up in things.” Nodding, the Hufflepuff chuckled, “I’d say so. What have you been up to?” While Daniel saw the falter in Andrew’s smile, he better than to ask right away. First they had some catching up to do.

“I’m here, aren’t I? Better off than some people.” Serena took another sip of her butterbeer, wishing with every particle of her body that it was alcoholic. For a moment she thought about leaving the conversation at that. But regardless of how she felt about Daniel, she knew that he was still Lexi’s friend. And so she bit back the urge to be rude. “You?”

There was nothing Daniel could say to argue against that. After seeing the paper, he knew that there were plenty injured and even one dead. Nodding, he looked to Serena and shrugged slightly, “I wasn’t even there when the attack happened, so I’d say about the same.” His eyes went to her butterbeer, “Want another?”

“Daniel.” Serena fought the urge to roll her eyes as the boy approached her. She had hoped that he would keep his distance and that she would finish her butterbeer without any issues. But of course that wasn’t her luck. 

There was an awkward silence as Daniel nodded from her reply. It was such a sick feeling in his stomach coming on, trying to hold it back as he knew that there was no way to get on better terms with her, “Been all right?” was all he could manage ask - genuinely concerned what with all of the attacks as of late.

He’d spent far too much time at the Leaky Cauldron than should have been necessary, but it was easier to make conversation with a few drinks in him. Andrew made his way to the bar, ordering a firewhiskey before scanning the room. Once he spotted Daniel, he took the glass and made his was over, patting the other guy on the back. “Hey, mate, how’ve you been?”

“Well, well. Andrew Davies.” Daniel chuckled as the other made his way over to him.  The Hufflepuff moved to pull out the chair across from him and smiled up, “It really has been a long time, huh?” he signaled to the seat, “Sit down and share a drink with me.” A chuckle surpassed his lips, “I’ve been all right, and yourself?”

Serena sipped on her butterbeer in the far back corner of the pub, her eyes sweeping over the crowd, searching for any sign of impending trouble or chaos. It was hard for her to simply relax out in public settings after the seemingly unending stream of attacks. She was always on guard, always ready to spring into action should the need arise. Movement at the door caught her attention and she let out a irritated huff at the sight of Daniel Abbott walking through the entrance. And the afternoon had been so pleasant. 

Sipping the warm wine from his mug, Daniel scanned the Leaky Cauldron for any familiar faces. It had been far too long since he had spent any proper time with friends. However, the face his did spot he would not exactly call a friend anymore. Serena. It was a bit sad, thinking back on it, of how their friendship turned into more antagonistic than anything else. Yet, that was Daniel’s fault. Gulping, he looked down to try to avoid eye contact in case she had seen him. Although Daniel figured that game wouldn’t last very long and slowly went up to her, “Serena...”

Loraly had been heading back from work, looking forward to a quiet evening in her new flat, when she’d decided to stop by the Leaky Cauldron for a treat. Yes, it wouldn’t taste good to her, but it was the nostalgia that she was after. Instead, she noticed a familiar figure and took a seat beside him. “You look tired. Good practice?” She could only assume that he had come straight from the pitch thanks to the subtle undertone of sweat beneath his ‘recently-showered’ scent. 

While sipping at the spiced wine, Daniel felt a presence beside him. Looking over with an arched brow, his expression quickly took on a slight smile, “Hello Loraly,” and nodded, “Very tired and very good practice.” The Hufflepuff gave a small chuckle, “How have you been?” he asked carefully - she looked tired as well, but was always concerned when it came to her.

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