Darren DeSoto

Laying low sucked. Darren was bored out of his mind. He couldn’t do anything. He couldn’t do any Auror stuff plus he couldn’t start any trouble. Darren knew he should probably get a job to pay for his apartment but that had to wait. He wasn’t even close to being broke yet. Today he needed to get some groceries which meant he could go out and not be as bored. But the one problem with that was he forgot how annoying people could be. From the crying toddler to the old lady walking way too slow they were all ungodly annoying.

Darren had successfully bought all his groceries without arguing with anyone. That was a win in his book. As he walked the ravenclaw graduate continued to mind his own business, all he wanted to do was get to his so called ‘home’ and enjoy his life peacefully. But he never got his way. A strong force hit him in the side causing Desoto to stumble forward. As he stumbled a single apple dropped to the damp pavement making a soft thud. The man slowly picked it up and turned around to see someone that had stumbled back looking at him with a shocked expression. He narrowed his eyes and mumbled “typical.” With that he gave no mind to the other person and went to walk away.

Due to his own exhaustion along with the force of suddenly being stopped Tim fell back onto the ground.  Hearing a faint ringing Tim clutched his forehead and looked up at whoever ran into him.  

The gryffindor was about to appologize until he heard ‘typical’ escape out of the adult’s mouth.  Instantly eating his apology Tim got up. 

“What do you mean ‘Typical’?!”  Tim called after the stranger.

Ravenclaw: Look! I got a 98%! I knew I could do it.

Slytherin: I got a 99%! Thanks for helping me study, by the way. It helped me a lot. We were close, but I’ve still got you beat!

Ravenclaw:

Darren was honestly very annoyed by this attitude he was receiving. But he was still laying low. He couldn’t do anything. And this girl wasn’t anything he couldn’t handle. With a deep breathe Darren put on a fake smile “Well aren’t you just a delight.” He then proceeded to throw the cigarette she handed back to him onto the ground and stepped on it. The ex-Auror took out his pack of cigarettes again and side eyed the girl not even wanting to ask if this angsty teenager wanted one.

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Charli was pleased she was able to have a drag of a cigarette, even though it was shirt-lived. This man was going to get her into a lot of trouble if he wasn’t careful. She was fixated on the cigarettes now and wanted another. He was probably not going to give her one, but she would probably just grab it at this point if she felt insane enough to do so. But she will try to play nice and ask first. “Can I have one? I can light it myself.”

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Darren raised an eyebrow towards the other. One thing Darren did not like was strangers way too close to his personal bubble. And this man was way too close to his personal bubble. But Darren was civil he wasn’t going to yell or get to annoyed….yet.  With a drag of the cigarette Darren replied “That is correct…But sorry blue eyes you see I’m not much of a people person… So the most courteous thing to do is get up and go to a different bench.”

Blues eyes. That comment made Ziggy snigger, but only for a moment. This man was highly unfriendly and yet he was the one who started the whole interaction. Ziggy would have left him alone, but now he was feeling spiteful. Spiteful enough to guilt trip him. 

“Well, if you really want me to go, I will,” He then started to adjust his leg, “I just have to fix something first. It’s easier when I sit down, you know?” With that, he lifted his pant leg up and started to adjust the knee joint in his prosthetic leg. He did actually have to do adjustments on it, but normally he waited until he got home.

Lyle was on his way to a meeting until he received a message that one of the people he was meeting with was running late.  Thus forcing the said time of the meeting to be moved to a later time.  This annoyed Lyle, mainly due to thinking that people would take things such as stealing expensive items from a museum more seriously than their normal day jobs. So as he sat down in a park bench he was in no mood to socialize with the unfortunate person who was sitting next to him.

“Yes, I do realize that there are other park benches, but sadly though those park benches seem to be taken up by bumbling fools that I’d prefer not to sit next to.”  Lyle snapped back putting on a clearly fake smile.

Darren stayed silent for a moment. This kid had a point. If Darren was in his shoes he would have done the same. “Valid point kid.” Darren caught the fake smile and if this kid had a different answer Darren would have ripped it off his face. Darren took a drag of his cigarette “So kid why are you out so late?” DeSoto wasn’t expecting to see any students from the neighboring school out and about. So since he was stuck with the kid he might as well start small talk.

Roscoe shrugged, eyeing the cigarette in Daren’s hand, “Not as much anymore. And yes, very permanent, but obviously only after he catches his successor up.” Of course, he didn’t address Daren’s comment about Jimmy running off to a competitor. Jimmy wouldn’t be able to run after his ‘firing’, nor would he be easy to identify. 

However, while all this playing back and forth was fun, it was time to end it. The mob boss took a deep breath and eyed the cigarette, “You know, DeSoto, cigarettes kill. Best to put it out now and save yourself the trouble later.” Which sounded downright rich coming from a-pack-a-day Roscoe who easily smiled his sweet little grin. 

Slowly taking out his wand, the wizard gave a light wave of it, letting his charms on his clothing, hair, skin, and face disintegrate into the usual dark-hair, light skin, proper features, and dark suit.

“Well that’s good. I hope you can find a good successor..” Darren trailed off when Roscoe said the comment about the cigarettes Darren couldn't help but smile. "Got to be honest I didn't expect to hear that from you." The Alumni dropped his cigarette and stepped on it. Darren watched Roscoe turn into the recognizable man he met at Azkaban. "That's a nice trick you got going. If it wasn't for the voice I wouldn't have realized it was you. But besides that it's been a while Roscoe."  Darren commented nonchalantly with a smirk.

Charli slowly turned her head so that she was staring into his eyes. She didn’t like people like him. They tried to add lighting to the thunderclouds above her head and she didn’t need a bigger storm brewing. It made her positively furious, which wasn’t hard to get to nowadays. She leaned forward and snatched the cigarette from his teeth. “I will wallow where I please,” she said in a low growl before taking a drag of his cigarette and handing it back to him. Merlin, she missed smoking. “No need to be greedy, pal. I only bite when poked wit a stick.” 

Darren was honestly very annoyed by this attitude he was receiving. But he was still laying low. He couldn't do anything. And this girl wasn't anything he couldn't handle. With a deep breathe Darren put on a fake smile "Well aren't you just a delight." He then proceeded to throw the cigarette she handed back to him onto the ground and stepped on it. The ex-Auror took out his pack of cigarettes again and side eyed the girl not even wanting to ask if this angsty teenager wanted one.