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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.

anon_draco February 25 2008, 19:29:09 UTC

"No you didn't," Draco responded with the smallest of unsupressed smiles at the edge of his lips. "You were the picture of decorum. Mostly you just wanted company."

He gestured away from the bedrooms. "Breakfast?" He did not wish for Pansy to leave immediately and it seemed the best way to keep her there without drawing her attention to his wish. "We could catch up more over it."

anon_pansy February 25 2008, 19:36:08 UTC

"Hmmm." Pansy cocked her head in thought. "I think I was trying to go home in the first place, but of course, company's always welcome, too, I suppose." Uncorking the vial, she downed the hang over potion. She grimaced. "Really, I had hoped they had found something to mask the awful taste by now. What have people been doing in the four years I've been away?"

"Breakfast would be lovely." She perked up at the thought of food. Pansy nodded at his mentioning of catching up. She'd have to dig into her mind to remember most of their snippets of last night's conversation. "If I'm not keeping you from your work, that is..."

anon_draco February 25 2008, 19:48:34 UTC

"The work can wait for food," Draco said a bit quickly. "I will work longer tonight to make up for any time lost." He led the way towards his kitchen. The house elf he kept was out of necessity rather than privelge. The place would have in to a mess if he had attempted to keep it clean for himself.

He put the order in for breakfast, preferring to stay in the kitchen to eat and talk. "Besides how long can breakfast take."

anon_pansy February 25 2008, 19:56:14 UTC

Pansy didn't say anything, but Draco's comment on working longer to make up for lost time made her feel slightly guilty. She didn't want to take up much of his time if he had work to do. "You won't have to work longer tonight," she shook her head. "If you're too busy, I'll just leave you to it and grab something to eat on my way home."

Pansy followed him into the kitchen and shrugged. "I don't know, dear. I suppose that depends on how long you'd like to catch up." She paused, before adding in a teasing voice. "Or on how soon you'll grow tired of my presence and will try to shove me out with pretty excuses."

anon_draco February 25 2008, 20:00:59 UTC

Draco shrugged, "If you have plans for today then leave any time that you wish." It sounded to him, when he was no longer used to company that she was looking for an excuse to go. So much for making an effort when she did not want to be there.

"I wont keep you, that wolud be rude."

anon_pansy February 25 2008, 20:07:33 UTC

"I don't have any specific plans..." She started, then stopped. Pansy rolled her eyes. Leave it up to Draco to try and trick her into leaving and making her feel guilty about it, too.

She crossed her arms in front of her chest. "Do you want me to leave, Draco?" She asked in a quiet, but firm tone. "I'd love to have breakfast with you and talk to you, but if you want me to leave, then just tell me." She hoped that she still had the liberty to say these things. Pansy had often stepped up and spoken up whenever Draco had tried to pull a similar trick on her at school. Fortunately, those had never been any public scenes. "I don't like people guilt-tripping me, I hope you still remember that one."

anon_draco February 25 2008, 20:38:18 UTC

There was no arched eyebrow or snappy retort. Where Pansy had retained some of the school like qualities before the bad years he hadn't. What he said was what he meant.

"I would not have asked you to stay if I did not want you to," he said abruptly as the food was brought towards them. "You merely seemed to speaking a lot about leaving, I assumed that was what you wanted."

anon_pansy February 25 2008, 20:42:56 UTC

"You could've asked just to be polite." Pansy shrugged. She refrained about saying anything about manners, but then again, she wouldn't have been surprised much if Draco had asked her to leave at once.

But she decided not to say any more on the matter, she didn't fancy a fight first thing in the morning. Instead, she sat herself down at the table, waiting for Draco to do the same.

anon_draco February 25 2008, 20:48:33 UTC

Draco took a seat and picked up his fork to eat the scrambled eggs that had been placed quietly in front of him. "I think," he said dryly, "I already went beyond politeness when I offered you a room to sleep in last night." He looked at Pansy across the table. "You really are expecting me to want you gone, aren't you?"

anon_pansy February 25 2008, 20:53:00 UTC

"True." She muttered as she started smearing some jelly on a piece of toast. "Thanks again for that one." At the moment, she found her knife and plate more interesting than looking at Draco. If he was going to hold this one against her, Pansy wished Draco had left her out on the street and let her try to stumble her way home.

Shrugging again, she heaved a sigh, putting her knife down before looking at him. "I don't know what to expect from you." She said in a wry tone. "You've changed so much, Draco. I don't know what to think anymore." She let out a sarcastic laugh. "Can you blame me, love?"

anon_draco February 25 2008, 21:00:00 UTC

Draco's eyes darkened to a steely grey. "Do not call me that," he said slowly and firmly, "Even in sarcasm. I would rather not hear it when it is not meant." He looked hard at her for a moment.

"If you are going to keep expecting who I was we will not be friends again. I'll never be that again. I've seen too much," he finished more quietly the tinge of anger seeping from his voice.

anon_pansy February 25 2008, 21:14:59 UTC

Pansy recognised the tinge of annoyance, but did nothing more than raise an eyebrow at him. "Nothing has changed that." Pansy coolly replied.

It was a dubious statement and Draco could take it either way. Truthfully, she had never stopped caring about him. Wether they were friends or... whatever they had been once. She had thought about him at times whenever she had been away from England, but had tried to push those thoughts away as much as possible as she knew things had changed too much between them.

"I don't expect you to be who you were in school." She tersely said, ignoring his anger. "Salazar knows I'm not the same either." She forced herself to take a breath. Pinching the bridge of her nose briefly, she closed her eyes. "I just don't know who you are now, which makes it hard to have any expectations of you at all. We've grown apart and I hate it ( ... )

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