I think I sort of miscalculated just how busy my summer holiday was going to be. Things just keep popping up every day. Oh, say, like weird Death Eater boot camp?I don't know how I'm going to work Prague in
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No, it's fine. I'll be there momentarily. Can't miss that, can I?
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Draco quickly through himself into proper robes and sleeked his hair. No time for perfection, he was just thrilled to leave the house and not risk his mind and body with his Aunt.
Without a word to his parents he dispparated from his bedroom to the front of Cecilia's.
Draco checked his reflection one last time, smoothing down a few stray hairs before lifting the large door knocker.
Twilly was positioned by the front door and so, she heard the heavy knock first.
If the Jacobs could have chained her to the coat rack, they would have. However, that would look a bit barbaric-- and instead they dressed her neatly in a satin bed sheet and told her if she left the front door-she would be fired
She pulled the heavy door open and stood awkwardly in front of the door.
"P-pl-please come inside," she said, with a bowed head.
Draco pushed past the thing and threw back his outer robes on it's head as he entered the grand foyer. The Jacob's home was just as brilliant as his own. He felt very at place there.
He waited a moment, choosing on finding the drunk Minister first or to go straight to Cecilia.
Draco opted going up the staircase to Cecilia's room first. Guessing she was probably on the computer there.
Cecilia had only guessed that Draco would be appearing soon. She had taken refuge within her room for the time being. She was the only 'child' and needed the break. She looked up at him in the open doorway. It was obvious she was happy to see him.
Her hair was piled atop her head in soft curls, while small strands framed her face. She wore a long and beaded pale pink gown that flared out toward the skirt and white kid gloves covered her delicate hands.
"Hi," she said, getting to her feet and giving him an almost serene smile.
Draco was a little taken aback. Cecilia looked fantastic, nearly glowing. He coughed a little, unable to move from his spot. "Hey," he said shortly putting his hands in his pockets.
Momentarily at a loss of words, he coughed again and managed to ask, "How are you holding up?
"Oh, alright," she told him, waving her hand about as if it weren't a huge deal that she was having a miserable time at home.
"Mum and Daddy have almost made me their 'show-girl' for the night. I guess reaching your 7th year is sort of a big deal with the people down there. Except there have been a few men that seem to forget I'm still in school."
She scrunched her nose with a terrible look on her face as she recalled the grubby hands and snide remarks.
She placed her palm on the edge of her desk and leaned her weight against it. She glanced down at the still open laptop, before looking back to him with a smug look on her face.
"When one hears it all the time, they begin to phase it out," she told him before winking casually.
Also.
If you want company to your family duties, you need only ask.
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Oh?
You would honestly put up with a brazen night of drinking and schmoozing just for me? ;)
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Somehow, I think I just might be able to manage that.
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It's sort of funny.
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No, it's fine. I'll be there momentarily.
Can't miss that, can I?
--switch--
Draco quickly through himself into proper robes and sleeked his hair. No time for perfection, he was just thrilled to leave the house and not risk his mind and body with his Aunt.
Without a word to his parents he dispparated from his bedroom to the front of Cecilia's.
Draco checked his reflection one last time, smoothing down a few stray hairs before lifting the large door knocker.
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If the Jacobs could have chained her to the coat rack, they would have. However, that would look a bit barbaric-- and instead they dressed her neatly in a satin bed sheet and told her if she left the front door-she would be fired
She pulled the heavy door open and stood awkwardly in front of the door.
"P-pl-please come inside," she said, with a bowed head.
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He waited a moment, choosing on finding the drunk Minister first or to go straight to Cecilia.
Draco opted going up the staircase to Cecilia's room first. Guessing she was probably on the computer there.
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Her hair was piled atop her head in soft curls, while small strands framed her face. She wore a long and beaded pale pink gown that flared out toward the skirt and white kid gloves covered her delicate hands.
"Hi," she said, getting to her feet and giving him an almost serene smile.
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Momentarily at a loss of words, he coughed again and managed to ask, "How are you holding up?
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"Mum and Daddy have almost made me their 'show-girl' for the night. I guess reaching your 7th year is sort of a big deal with the people down there. Except there have been a few men that seem to forget I'm still in school."
She scrunched her nose with a terrible look on her face as she recalled the grubby hands and snide remarks.
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"That just sounds dreadful, how do you put up with being complimented and admired?"
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"When one hears it all the time, they begin to phase it out," she told him before winking casually.
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"Then I hope you don't mind me saying that you look absolutely dashing tonight," he said crossing his arms slightly rolling on his heels.
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Of course, she was very flattered and more than a bit flushed by his comment. Draco always did have a way of getting to her, and in the best of ways.
She looked to him almost coyly.
"Um, ready to go downstairs?"
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