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HOGWARTS GRAND OPENING BALL

Aug 26, 2006 00:43

Date: Saturday, 26 August
Time: 6:00 p.m. to Midnight
Place: Hogwarts Great Hall and Grounds
Characters Involved: Everyone! Don't forget to add your character's tag if you join the thread!
Rating: Hopefully not more than PG-13 - this is a public location, folks! Take your libidos 'home' for higher-rated stuff please! *grin*

( But first, before the dancing could begin, the Headmistress would address the crowd. )

character: oliver wood, character: juneau connors, character: luna lovegood, character: perry derrick, character: nymphadora tonks, character: draco malfoy, character: katie bell, status: complete, character: hermione granger, character: charlotte aurelius, character: severus snape, character: pansy parkinson, character: harry potter, event: carnival, character: remus lupin, character: minerva mcgonagall, location: hogwarts, character: neville longbottom, character: lavender brown, event: hogwarts, character: charlie weasley, character: millicent bulstrode-morsus, character: hannah abbott, character: stella sinistra, character: parvati patil, status: open, character: marcus flint, character: seamus finnigan

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18:10 (6:10 p.m.) inner_human August 26 2006, 21:22:38 UTC

To think, Perry had intended this to be an easy and carefree evening when he asked Pansy about it twenty-four hours ago. He had no interest in going, himself, but he was willing if she wanted to go. Now, he still wanted to be anywhere but at Hogwarts, but for different reasons.

How did one stupid question get so complicated?

Of course, that's what he and Pansy did; that's how they functioned. Strangely enough, their conflict very rarely had anything to do with his lycanthropy issues--or, perhaps his temper was the major issue. Point being, the subjects they argued about were often petty; trivial, in the scheme of things.

It's only been one month.When they were apart, Perry was forced to wonder how they were ever going to make it past one month. Perhaps he should cut it off now and spare them both the misery ( ... )

Re: 18:10 (6:10 p.m.) freakedwithjet August 26 2006, 23:45:17 UTC

She'd been saving the dress for a special occasion. In her mind's eye, that meant some extravagantly important moment, where everyone would fall over themselves to look at her and dance with her and she would snub them all and it would be just like old times.

It was not supposed to be like this, standing awkwardly next to Perry, not quite touching, not quite looking at each other and not quite talking. For God's sake, he might as well have stayed at home, the date this was turning out to be ( ... )

Re: 18:10 (6:10 p.m.) inner_human August 27 2006, 00:19:54 UTC

Oh fecking hell, she didn't make this easy. Perry just wanted to forget that stupid argument happened, but Pansy was clearly still very annoyed. He could hear the subtle layer of ice in her tone, see the rigid line of her frame. He felt like pulling away from her and leaving, just so he wouldn't have to deal with this. He might have seriously considered it if he thought he could get away with it.

Apologizing would help, his conscience told him. The very suggestion made his jaw clench. When was the last time Peregrin Derrick apologized for anything?

Upon reaching a table with alcohol, Perry dropped Pansy's arm to pass her a glass of wine. He took one for himself, and briefly glared at a house elf who was watching him a little too keenly. What, did he really look like the type to get pissed in public? With a roll of the eyes he turned away... towards Pansy. He was having trouble looking at her, he found.

Congratulations, Derrick. You've ruined her night. And didn't you bring her out here to have fun?It wasn't just ( ... )

Re: 18:10 (6:10 p.m.) freakedwithjet August 27 2006, 01:05:55 UTC

His tone initially sounded almost confrontation and Pansy braced herself for a big scene in the middle of the Great Hall in front of pretty much everyone they'd ever met. After all, he'd had no qualms about brawling at Potter's birthday party - why should the ball of the year be any different?

The apology was completely unexpected then, and it didn't ring true to Pansy's ears. She took a sip of her wine as she looked at him; as he looked away from her. Did he think that was what this was about? Say, "Sorry" even through gritted teeth and everything was fine again?

This was all so ridiculous. She wasn't even annoyed, not really. She just wished it could be easy sometimes. All around them people were dancing and laughing and being normal, and for all that Pansy insisted, and continued to insist that she just wanted Perry (which of course was true) she wanted those moments as well ( ... )

Re: 18:10 (6:10 p.m.) inner_human August 27 2006, 01:43:27 UTC

"Oh, you don't have to worry about me apologizing too much. I didn't want to apologize then.Somehow Perry didn't realize that thought was being articulated until it was too late, and he immediately grimaced into his wine. That was definitely not the right thing to say, especially when he was supposed to be patching things up. He risked a glance to her and her little smile and felt very much like a heel ( ... )

Re: 18:10 (6:10 p.m.) freakedwithjet August 27 2006, 02:32:16 UTC

Perry wasn't an easy person to read.

He could laugh and grimace and grin and smile but expressions on his face seemed completely different when compared with other people. Perry was the only person Pansy knew who could make a smile the scariest thing you'd seen that month - or who could melt her heart with a glower.

And he said things most people would never dream of saying. Sure, she had accused him of not really wanting to apologise but he didn't have to agree! In fact that took her so completely by surprise that she couldn't even think of a way to respond before Perry grinned and muttered some cryptic agreement and pulled her closer.

With her free arm caught around Perry's neck and her other hand clutching the lapel of his dress robes, Pansy thought with the usual high spirited thoughts which came of kissing Perry that now they were the most impressive and probably most envied couple in the room. It was a surprise to her that that didn't matter nearly so much as she thought it would and instead it was the the palpable loss of ( ... )

Re: 18:10 (6:10 p.m.) inner_human August 29 2006, 21:47:54 UTC

Pansy was kissing him, and they were in public--at what would probably be the event of the year, no less--and it never rang more true and certain before for Perry than it did then.

This girl, Pansy Parkinson, was his girlfriend. And now everyone who looked over at this moment would know.

And, surprisingly, Perry didn't seem to mind. One hand was still holding a glass of wine, but the other, which had been at Pansy's elbow, moved its way around to the small of her back, drawing her closer. For once in the last five years, he felt carefree and confident and didn't give a damn about who saw them.

He let the kiss go on for a moment before pulling away, enough to look at her and grin. "Care to dance?"

Re: 18:10 (6:10 p.m.) freakedwithjet August 29 2006, 23:19:04 UTC

Perry pulled away after only a few seconds, though his hand stayed at the small of her back, a warm soft weight on the base of her spine and Pansy had to try hard not to immediately press her lips once more to his. There was something so addictive about kissing Perry, she felt as though she could happily stay there all night and completely forget about the fact that it was a ball and there were people everywhere seeing her so vulnerably happy. Giddy on him, she let her hands rest against his chest and thought, 'What does it matter ( ... )

Re: 18:10 (6:10 p.m.) inner_human August 30 2006, 00:38:16 UTC

It really was amazing how quickly they both changed. It was like the last hour--the last day--never even happened. Of course, a lot of Perry's lifted mood had to do with Pansy. He really couldn't take his eyes off of her when she was smiling like that, and it kind of made him want to smack himself in the head because he felt like a fecking lovesick idiot.

But, he was still holding her hand. And he was grinning in a very self-satisfied way as he led her to the dance floor, because she was no one else's date but his. No one else's girlfriend but his.

I hope everyone's watching. Perry took up her right hand, his same hand going to her waist. I've got the best girl in the room.

They'd danced once before, but now there was no formal barrier between them. Now he could hold her as close as he wanted.

Re: 18:10 (6:10 p.m.) freakedwithjet August 30 2006, 02:01:01 UTC

Pansy remembered the last time they had danced. They had seemed to be teetering on the brink of something and with hindsight and them currently dancing so closely together she could hear the sussuration of her silk skirts against his dress robes as they moved, it was easy to see what. But she remembered the uncertainty of that last dance, the distance between them and their avoidance of the issue. How very different it was now, with one hand entwined so comfortably with his and the other resting easily on his shoulder; with a smile in her eyes as she rested her head against the top of his chest (even in heels she couldn't reach his shoulder); with her feet moving in automatic patterns, guided by Perry, with no need to impress or amaze anymore ( ... )

Re: 18:10 (6:10 p.m.) inner_human August 30 2006, 12:23:57 UTC

Dancing was easy; when done with the right person, at least. It was only a matter of knowing the right steps and how to find the rhythm. Pansy rested her head on Perry's chest and his hand moved around her waist to her back, keeping her close. His expression sobered, not because of any deep thoughts, but because of the tranquility of the moment. Despite being in motion, this felt just as peaceful as that afternoon they spent together ( ... )

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