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RP : The morning after.

Feb 19, 2008 22:57

Date : February 17th 2003 (morning)
Characters : Pansy Parkinson & Draco Malfoy.
Location : Draco's house on Hexton Road.
Status : Private.
Summary : After a night of drunken conversations, the mornings are the worst to be facing. (backdated)
Complete : Complete.

( When the fog in your head starts to clear up. )

pansy parkinson, february 2003, place: private residence, draco malfoy

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anon_draco February 24 2008, 12:58:29 UTC

Draco had woken up in a mood equivalent to cheer found in a cemetery. Nights were the worst times, when he couldn't control what he saw or remembered in his dreams. Last night had been no worse than normal. This mood was perfectly normal first thing in the morning. It normally took a while to lift. However he was aware he still had Pansy as a guest. That he would soon be able to bury the night in concentrating on her before delving into potions was a good thought.

The stumble that Pansy no doubt heard came after he was dressed. He had unlocked a cabinent that was stored into his wall and mis-stepped as he withdrew the hangover cure from the very back. A moment later he stepped out of his room, immaculate and pale.

"Pansy?" he called.

anon_pansy February 24 2008, 16:29:00 UTC

Pansy was just in the middle of pulling her shirt over her head when Draco called her name. With her trousers over her arm and still adjusting her shirt, she stepped back into the guest room Draco had so kindly offered her. "You called?" She looked at him, tugging at the bottom of her shirt, before starting to pull on her trousers again.

She looked rather sober and not too hung over, she figured. The shower had done her well, so she couldn't really complain. Buttoning the trousers, she grimaced at how short that stupid shirt actually was, showing a fair amount of skin between her hipbone and her belly button. 'What was I thinking when I pulled this on yesterday?' She frowned to herself.

Focusing her gaze back on Draco, she started to pull her hair into a tight ponytail, causing her shirt to ride up even more, but not that she really noticed.

anon_draco February 25 2008, 19:16:57 UTC

"Hang over cure," Draco said simply, barely noticing the riding up shirt. It had been a while since he had noticed details like that about Pany. He held it out towards her.

"I thought you might want it before the effects of last night really started to kick in," he explained. "Did you sleep well? You looked like you needed it."

anon_pansy February 25 2008, 19:23:33 UTC

Making sure her hair wouldn't come undone, she shook her head lightly. No, the ponytail was tight enough. Taking a step towards him, she took the vial from him. "Thank you." She softly said.

"You didn't really have to trouble yourself, Draco." Pansy gave a small smile. "I would've survived." She nodded. "Like a log. I suppose I was a little on the wasted side. I didn't embarrass myself too much, did I?" 'Or tried to force anything inappropriate.' Pansy pretty much remembered everything that had happened the previous night, but it wouldn't have been the first time that something had slipped from her drunken mind.

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anon_draco April 8 2008, 15:24:04 UTC

"He," Draco looked hard at her for a moment and then looked back down at his plate. "No matter it is your life after all." There was a small part of him that was annoyed she would be interested in some other male when he had time for her. He logically assumed it was because he had let his life slide and wanted some of it back.

"I merely thought you might have more taste."

anon_pansy April 8 2008, 15:34:45 UTC

Pansy let out a frustrated sigh. "It is not like that." She said between gritted teeth. "What made you jump to that conclusion?"

She had trouble biting her tongue. There were so many things she would like to throw at his head right now. In the past, she wouldn't have cared whether they were true or fair, but she did now. She had only ran into Draco last night and she was not going to let some stupid remark screw it up.

Pansy's eyes narrowed, her anger starting to rise, but she wouldn't let it out. She would tell Draco things she would regret later. She was this close to telling how she had been married to a successful businessman and had indeed more taste than Seamus Finnigan, but revealing that bit of information was only throwing oil on the fire. The least she could do was keep things from exploding... But still, the remark stung.

"I've barely had anyone else in my life but you, Draco." She quietly, but coldly replied. "Could we stop this childish bickering now?" She all but threw her fork on the table and picked up her cup of ( ... )

anon_draco April 8 2008, 15:39:23 UTC

Draco frowned, picking up the gist of the muttering. "I have no need to be jealous," he said a little coldly. "I assumed with the amount of alcohol and how you were acting last night you very well may have slept with him."

He pushed his plate away from him no longer hungry. "I thought bickering was how we got on, clearly I am wrong on every point." He was pulling inwardly from the conversation, and he knew it.

anon_pansy April 8 2008, 15:47:01 UTC

"Draco!" Pansy snapped and gave him a very foul glare. "I can't even believe you just said that. Is that what you think of me? Honestly... Do you think I'd let myself be persuaded like that?" She shook her head and put the cup back down. She really couldn't believe he could think that of her. Pansy turned her head away and looked out the window.

"No, that is true." Pansy sighed. "Draco, we are adults. Do we have to bicker about things like this?" Resting her elbows on the table, she buried her face in her hands, suddenly feeling a headache coming on.

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