Christmas For The Wicked [Davey]

[David Easley]

Davey rolled his eyes. Why oh why did he have to mention those goddamned Oreos? Now Chaz was going to be useless. He loved the things even more than Davey did. Sure enough, as soon as the word 'Oreos' came out of Davey's mouth, Chaz nearly ripped the cabinet doors off as he retrieved the black and white cookies.


Davey chuckled softly as his friend crammed as many said cookies into his mouth that he could fit. "I can see that" he said dryly in response to Chaz's admitting that he was useless now. "Remind me to hide any sweets the next time you come over" he said with a smirk.

He stared incredulously. "Davey Jones. Davey Freaking Jones? Are you fucking kidding me Chaz? Who the hell is named Davey Jones? And do not give me that muggle movie crap. It is a movie! No real person is named Davey Jones!" Honestly, did Chaz really expect him to introduce himself as Davey Jones? "Chaz, this is a muggle club. They're not going to have a clue who or what we are. We'll just drink an aging potion and create IDs with our real names."

[Chaz Hutchinson]

Chaz giggled, quite girlishly, as Davey went off on him about being called Davey Jones. He figured it was a rather cool name, he'd liked the movie (okay, so he'd maybe made out with Caye quite a lot while watching it) so what was the problem? Shaking his head, he munched happily on the last of the cookies before tossing the empty wrapper in the bin, his legs dangling from the counter once again.

"Ooooh aging potion! See, this is why I'm the Hufflepuff and you're the...well you're not that much smarter than I am, really, but this is all your fault for feeding me candy" Pouting a little, he made a huffing noise, as if this was part of Daveys evil scheme. It probably was! The kid was just trying to...to like, get him to do whatever he wanted. Or something.

Not that that was difficult. David just had to look at him a particular way and he was melting. It was quite ridiculous really, not even Caye could get him to do the things he did for Davey. It was just...he was his best friend, and his parents had died, and he needed him. Was it so bad to want to make him smile?

[David Easley]

Davey stared in disbelief at the now empty cookie bag in his trash can. He looked back up at Chaz, an adorably sad look on his face. "You eated my cookies?" crossing his arms and pouting, he let out a small huff. Damn Chaz for eating his cookies!

Davey laughed. Trust Chaz to not think of something as simple as an aging potion. "Uh, Chaz? If I'm not that much smarter than you, how is that I managed to think of the aging potion, and you didn't?"

He glared when Chaz accused him of feeding him sweets so that he couldn't think. "Excuse me? You were the one that started stuffing your face with my cookies mister!" the grin on his face revealed that he was obviously just joking. And he knew Chaz wouldn't be offended.

"But seriously, let's just use an aging potion and our real names. We both live primarily in the wizarding world, and the club we're going to is a muggle club. So, they won't have any idea who we are. And if for some odd reason, the aging potion doesn't work..." he smirked devilishly, "Well, we can always erase their memories after we sneak in"

[Chaz Hutchinson]

"Except, Mr Smartass, if we use magic outside of school, we get kicked out. So unless you've got an aging potion ready, we'll have to do something else, like rely on MY good looks to get us inside." See, the cookies were gone and he could think again. Not that he particularly liked what he'd thought up, as the idea had been good, but using magic outside of school was prohibited. Chaz gave him a wide yet innocent smile, teasing him about the others looks, that were, he couldn't deny it, rivaling his own.

Unlike a lot of men, Chaz had no problem saying that a guy looked attractive. He figured it had to do with growing up with a bunch of faggots near him - Davey surely had messed up his mind, but he loved the kid too much to mind. Jumping off the table, he licked his lips, getting the last of the cookie crumble into his mouth, where he sucked on the crumbs.

Pushing his friend out of the way with a hip bump, he reached towards the rum, unscrewing the lid and pouring the both of them a glass. "I'm ignoring the hot chocolate part of this arrangement. I'm sure your little gay club is going to cost us enough money already, so let's get as wasted as we can beforehand. We oughta if you want me to get a boys phone number!"

[David Easley]

Davey rolled his eyes. Honestly, did Chaz think he was that stupid? "Yes Chaz, I already have some potions ready. Nicked 'em from the potions class before school let out" was he good or what?

"I just hope the professor doesn't notice that they're missing..." that would not be good. Of course... it wasn't like the professor would know who had taken them.

He raised an eyebrow as Chaz bragged about his 'good looks' "Your good looks? What about mine? I'm cuter than you!" he said, childishly sticking his tongue out at his friend. The two often argued over who was cuter. But let's just face it, they were both adorable.

He grinned when Chaz poured the rum. "Finally!" He figured Chaz was right, might as well have a few drinks before they left. "Hey, have you ever tried a Mudslide or a White Russian? Mudslides are awesome. White Russians are okay, but I prefer Mudslide."

He took a sip of rum, wincing slightly as his throat burned. "Mojitos are pretty good too." Then he had an idea. "Hey! You know we should have a little cocktail experiment tonight. You know, mix up different drinks and see what we come up with"

[Chaz Hutchinson]

Mudslide..White Russian, both names rang a vague bell, but whenever Chaz was in the mood to order either of those drinks, he was most likely already good on his way to being intoxicated, so he couldn't quite remember what either of them tasted like. "Cocktail experiment...yeah, cause, there's really no better way to saying can I have your phone number than puking all over someone." Was Davey trying to win this bet or what? Whatever he was doing, it was hardly playing fair, not that he'd expected him to.

"Alright mate, let's get some more drinks and food in us, change up our clothes and get going" He had arrived quite late, it was already getting dark, so he figured they would only have a couple of hours to get everything done. And knowing Davey, he was going to end up switching outfits most of that time. "What kind of food do you fancy? Any good take aways near here?" He wandered out of the kitchen, bottle of rum in hand, and plopped himself down on the couch, stretching his long legs out to put them on the table.

[David Easley]

Davey frowned. Well fuck.. there went his plans. "Oh sure, now you're gonna be all smart and figure out my diabolical plan" he said with a huff to his best friend. Why did Chaz have to pick now to use his brain?

He brightened when Chaz mentioned clothes. He really wasn't very hungry though, so the food part really didn't matter to him. But the boy could try on outfits for hours! Something he knew greatly annoyed Chaz. So of course he would make sure to change outfits at least fifty times before they waked out the door.

Then he thought about where they could possibly eat. Not that he would care of course "Hmm... well if you're in the mood for Asian, we've got Busara which is Thai, Tehn Pehn which is a mix of Thai, Japanese, and Chinese, and Mandarin Court which is Japanese and Chinese."

Of course there was also Italian. "But if you want Italian there's Maggiano's, Romano's Maccaroni Grill, or Listrani's"

He followed Chaz into the living room and sat down next to his friend laying his head against Chaz's shoulder. "I really don't care to be honest. I'm not even that hungry really." he said quietly. Ever since his parents died he'd been eating less and less. He hoped Chaz wouldn't notice.

[Chaz Hutchinson]

"You need to eat, Davey" Chaz said it quietly, brushing his fingers through his best friends hair. He cared about him, saw him almost every day, so of course he noticed the boy had been shying away from food. "I know better than to make you do it for me, but please?" His brown eyes glanced at Daveys blue ones for a moment, before he sighed and looked away. It wasn't any of his business, he knew that, but still, he'd like to think he made a difference.

Reaching out his arm to grab the phone, he thrust it into Daveys hand with a smile that didn't quite reach his eyes. "Call something, I don't care as long as it gets delivered here, I can't be arsed going outside in this weather for longer than I have to." God he wished they could disapparate and swirl back into existence just feet away from the club they were trying to get in. He wasn't the kind of person that sincerely enjoyed being out in the cold, though he didn't mind doing sporty stuff outside in the winter.

[David Easley]

Davey sighed, he could feel the tears welling up in his eyes again. "I know I do, but I don't want to" he said, voice cracking slightly. "I just don't care anymore. Some days I don't even want to get out of bed" he admitted. Today had been one of those days. He'd had to force himself to get up.

He sighed again, and forced a small smile. "But I will for you" Only for you he added silently. Chaz was the only one who could get him to do something. Even something as simple as eating. If Chaz hadn't asked him, he wouldn't have eaten at all.

He caught the phone tossed at him and began to dial. He really didn't feel like having a big dinner, and decided that pizza was the best way to go. So, dialing the local pizza place he ordered a large pepperoni with extra cheese, a medium supreme, and a large cheese. Hanging up, he set the phone down, and turned to Chaz. "Now fork over the money" he said with a playful smirk. Of course he wasn't actually going to make Chaz pay, but still; it was fun to tease him like this.

[Chaz Hutchinson]

He didn't even want to get out of bed? That was bad. Chaz bit his lip, kissing the top of Daveys head, holding him close. "You can sleep with me if that helps, I mean, if you have nightmares or you need me to kick you out of bed in the morning" He suggested innocently, not even thinking twice about what he was saying. He just wanted to help whatever way he could, and it wasn't as if Caye spent every night with him. In fact, she'd come to his place less and less. They weren't even meeting up during the holidays this year, unless she planned to surprise visit him.

He played with the boys hair as Davey ordered the food, happy that he would eat just for him. If there was no better reason, he'd happily be the one ordering food into the others mouth. They were ordering quite a lot of pizza, which was a good thing, as he got ravenously hungry after a good nights partying.

"Oh, you cruel cruel man. You only like me for my riches!" The brunette sighed, fingers digging into his back pocket to get his wallet out. His parents had given him a stack of money to spend during his visit, so he didn't mind paying.

[David Easley]

Davey smiled when Chaz offered to sleep with him, even if it was just to make sure he got up in the morning. It was nice to know the older boy cared so much.

He smiled even more and leaned against Chaz as the Hufflepuff played with his hair. It was quite relaxing. Davey thought about why the Ministry would not tell him how his parents had died, and sighed in frustration. "I just don't understand why the Ministry won't tell me exactly what happened to them. I'm their only child. Don't I deserve to know how my parents died? But nooo! All I get is 'they died in the line of duty' Line of duty? What the hell is that supposed to mean? It could mean anything!" his voice rose with each word. He sighed and seemed to slump against Chaz. "Don't I deserve to know what happened to them?" he asked softly, looking up at the brunette.

He laughed when Chaz pouted that he was only liked for his riches."Put the money away Chaz. I'll pay. Merlin knows I've got more than enough money." And it was true. Both his parents' families had been wealthy, And as the oldest malel, well except for his cousin Alex, but he'd been disowned for something, Davey was heir to both fortunes. So he definitely had money

[Chaz Hutchinson]

He continued to toy with the others soft strands, not even thinking twice about how close they were. It had grown like that over the years they'd known each other, and now they were as loving and affectionate as any gay couple would be. "Of course you deserve to know, Davey. Tell you what, we'll figure it out somehow. I don't care if we have to break into the Ministry to do it-" Actually, that sounded like it'd be fun. A challenge for sure! One he'd enjoy doing, but would probably mess up on, as he wasn't quite that stealthy. "but we'll find out what happened to your parents, I promise." If it was the last thing he did, he'd be finding out the truth. Davey deserved to know what had happened, and he figured it would help him move on.

Or it'd make him want to murder someone, that was the other end of the spectrum. Should that happen, he'd fight on his side, avenging the death of Daveys parents. Yeah, when it came down to it, Chaz was keen on an adventure, something that would make him a hero. Maybe become an auror? With all the wizarding world stirring around them, aurors sounded like they'd be needed in plenty sometime soon.

"Alright, you pay for this and I'll pay the entrance fee to the club, it's only fair since I've come to drag you out" He ran fingers through the Gryffindors hair, kissing the top of his head before bouncing off the couch as the doorbell rang. Grabbing money from the others hands, he was at the door in a matter of seconds.

[David Easley]

Davey shook his head in amusement. Trust Chaz to come up with a plan that would no doubt have them running for their lives. "No Chaz. We're not going to break into the Ministry. I, unlike you apparently, value my life." Seriously, what was it with Chaz and crazy ideas that would likely get them killed? Wasn't that supposed to be Davey's job? He was the Gryffindor after all. You know, reckless, brave to the point of stupidity?


He knew as well though, that Chaz was serious about finding out what happened to his parents. He didn't know how they would find out, but they would. Even if it was the last thing he ever did. He would find out how his parents died, and then he would avenge them. That's all there was to it.


He nodded in agreement when Chaz said that he would pay to get in the club if Davey paid for the pizza. The blond smiled as Chaz ran his fingers through his hair, and kissed the top of his head before bouncing off the couch to answer the ringing doorbell. Davey could smell the pizza from across the room. His stomach grumbled loudly and he gave a sheepish laugh. Looks like he was more hungry than he wanted to admit!

[Chaz Hutchinson]

They spent most of the night chatting amicably, stuffing their faces with pizza and finishing most of the alcohol that had been left in the liquor cabinet. Then the long waiting began, for Chaz at least, while Davey tried out outfit after outfit, showing them all to the Hufflepuff who grew increasingly bored. According to him, the Gryffindor looked hot in all of those outfits, but he understood how important it was for the blonde to get some attention tonight. It would certainly cheer him up!

Having complained loudly on at least a couple of occasions, David finally settled on an outfit, and Chaz all but dragged him from the house, hailing a cab to bring them towards the club. There was a big line already in place and the Hufflepuff grinned, running fingers through his hair. "First one to get a number" He reminded Davey, checking out the crowd. There were definitely some hot looking people waiting in line, but quite a few seemed to be here with their crushes or partners. Oh well, he'd find someone eventually, and if not, they'd just get wasted on their own.

Still, it'd be better if there were guys who paid for their drinks, as he wanted to save most of his money for other occasions. The entrance fee to the club was already high enough, but he'd promised to pay, so he offered the bouncer a smile and his money, glad to be let into the place. It was cold outside, especially after having drunk so much, and he decided that his first stop would have to be the bathroom. Kissing Daveys cheek, he rumbled a be right back and danced his way through the crowd.

[David Easley]

After trying on what must've been twenty outfits, Davey was finally ready to go. He laughed as Chaz dragged him out of the house and climbed into the back of the cab after the brunette.

Arriving at the club, he saw that there was already a pretty long line, which meant that most likely the inside was crowded as well. Which was exactly the way a club should be in his opinion. Especially a gay club. In Davey's opinion, a crowded club meant it was a popular club. Either that or nobody had anything to do tonight.

As he and Chaz stood in the line to get in, Davey noticed that some of the boys and men around them were quite hot. Of course there were also the old, fat geezers hoping to pick up a young boy who most likely barely legeal. Ugh. Just the thought made Davey want to hurl.

Finally, they got to the bouncer and were let in. Looks like Chaz's charming smile had worked wonders once more. Davey figured he really should give his friend more credit for that. Not that he'd ever admit it of course!

He nodded when Chaz said he would be right back. He was probably going to the bathroom. Davey would have to go soon as well probably.