Countdown to Samhain Fest

by voldyismyfather

A collection of short fics which I aim to be between 100-2000 words, based on a collection of prompts placed on The Death Eater Express facebook page. So these will all be based on Tom Riddle's Death Eaters. Warning: May contain Graphic content! #DeathEaters

4. To Live Off Whiskey and Candy

4/10/17 Day 4: Prompts:
1) Antonin Dolohov
2) Pumpkins
3) Hermione Granger
4) "You can't live off whiskey and candy"

Could be magical/could be muggle-au

To live off Whiskey and Candy

Hermione Granger entered the small dingy apartment that belonged to parolee Antonin Dolohov. As his caseworker, it was her job to ensure that the man attended his weekly security checks at the Ministry and attended his community service assignments, amongst other things.

"Dolohov," she called out in greeting, "You need to get ready, we have to be at the gardens in half an hour."

A low grumble could be heard coming from the bedroom.

"Come on Dolohov," she called again as she entered his bedroom, "Up at..."

She cut off as she took in the sight of a handsome naked man cuddling a bottle of whiskey and surrounded by various packs of sweets.

"Seriously!" she hissed angrily, "Why is it every time I come over you are naked Dolohov?"

"Tone it down girly," he grunted out, "Can't you see I'm not well?"

"Bullshit," she replied, "The only thing wrong with you is a hangover."

With that, she exited the bedroom and made her way to the kitchenette to prepare the man some breakfast or at least a coffee. She began searching through the cupboards but was shocked to only find packets and packets of sweets in the wall cupboards, deciding to check the bottom cupboards she found only bottles of whiskey.

"Dolohov!" she called out.

"I'm right here girly," he breathed in her ear, "No need to shout."

"Where is all the food?" she asked.

"Don't need it," he replied, "donated some to the homeless shelter, gave some to the bird next door who has the noisy brats."

"You can't live off whiskey and candy," Hermione stuttered out, both in shock that he had given the food to those in need and that this grown man thought he could live off candy and whiskey.

"Watch me," he smirked and she watched as he brought the bottle of whiskey he had been cuddling earlier to his lips and downed it. It was this point that she realised he was still naked.

"Dolohov!" she cried, "Put some clothes on!"

"Nah," he smirked, "Stop staring at it girly, you will only make it grow bigger!"

Hermione blushed and glared at the man in front of her, "Go shower and get dressed, we have less than twenty minutes to get you to the community garden to pick the pumpkins for the kids to carve."

"Only if you help me shower," the man smirked back at her.

"Now Dolohov!" she growled.