Room 1: Malfoy Detox Clinic (unofficial)

[dragonofgrey]

Draco used Alohamora on the door, and opened it with a Miniver in a blanket in tow. He kept him moving into the room, and briefly waved his wand at the door to shut and lock it again. He was going to keep the drunken man moving to where he could get him to sit, and then see about next steps.

"C'mon, this way. Keep moving!"

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[cheevy]

"I am moving," Miniver almost whines until Draco deposits him on the edge of the bed. There he sits, eyeing the pillows.

He'd really like to sleep now.

[dragonofgrey]

Not yet. And Draco wasn't going to let him sleep on his nice clean bed stinking like that.

He considered how about to do it. Magic would be easiest. A wave of his wand, and some words.

Uh, careful, Miniver... you're gonna notice a sudden draft likely.

[cheevy]

Miniver squeaks in a startled manner and peers bleary-eyed at Draco.

"Hey. Watch where you stick that thing. Now it's COLD." Grumble. "Can I go to sleep?"

[dragonofgrey]

Draco snorted, "I really doubt you mind. And it's only for a moment. Quickest way to get those sodding things off. Be easier to clean them and you seperately." The clothes were now in a laundry bag, ready for cleaning. They'll be scourfigy'd later.

He then went to lift up Miniver again, and help him to the bath, "And no sleep yet. Bath first. Hot bath."