read all the way through for important party info and a couple of laughs

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The patio bustled with elfin activity as Malfoy Manor put on it's Aires-- and it absolutely glistened. The massive crystal punch bowl was nearly brimming over the sides with the pink froth and smoke of punch, matching crystal goblets lined up neatly beside it on the long serving table. More serving tables held finger sandwiches, salad, cheese

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[_clear_skye_]

Skye knocked smartly on the door of the manor, her head held high and her spirits just as high. She wasn't such a little girl any more, almost fourteen, and she felt much older. She wasn't going to flip out when she saw Draco, she was certain. She'd decided to go to the front door because, hello, had you seen what Flooing did to her hair? She was certainly not going to let het platinum-blonde head get anywhere near fire.

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Draco answered the door shirtless, with a towel around his waist, black flip flops on his feet., and a confused look on his face.

He flung open the door and spoke before he looked,

"You know, the Floo Network *is* operati-", he saw it was Skye and smirked.

"Skye, glad you made it. Bring your mates?"

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Skye's breath caught a little too violently in her throat. Her original composure was lost quite quickly simply by seeing Draco like, uhm, that. She did recover herself, and quite quickly.

"Have you seen what flooing does to my hair? It's revolting," she said, smirking in a concious imitation of his expression.

"Kenna may be coming later, it depends on her family. Is that ok?" she asked, her head incling to one side a little and her eyes lingering for just a little too long on Draco's bare chest. She tried her best to act older, but sometimes - just sometimes - she failed.

ooc: are you trying to kill my girl?

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Draco nodded in understanding when she mentioned the mussing up of hair- he knew precisely what she meant.

"It's just as well," he began, standing back and letting the door creak wider so she could come in and he added with a smirk, "open party and all."

ooc: LOVE that blank look on her face in the icon like she's staring into something and forcing a grin xD appropo!

[_clear_skye_]

"You never know who'll be looking at you," she said, with a dramatic widening of her eyes. "How many people are coming?" she asked politely, stepping lightly inside.

"I have my VIP pass," she said, her smile widening as she thought of it.

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Draco closed his eyes to calm the bubbling anger as he remembered that some of the passes had gone missing.

"Well that's good," he spoke quickly, "because a couple got out, thanks to the incompetance of the hired help, and now anyone could have them." He rolled his eyes and grit his teeth for a moment, then let himself forget about it.

"Quite right about never knowing who's looking," he added as he shut the door, "appearance means everything. Pool's out back, and the food. Want anything? A drink?"

It occured to him then how old she was. This, however, did not make him retract the statement as he looked on expectantly.

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"You're kidding!" she said, her tone lowering slightly in shock. Imagine who could get hold of one, it could be awful!

"A drink would be nice, thanks," she said, smiling coyly, hoping to forget about the passes as quickly as possible. Skye had learned that to smooth over a problem was much simpler than fretting.