Date: Wednesday, October 11, 2000
Time: From 1pm
Location: The Blackpool Tower Ballrooms, Blackpool
Characters Involved: OPEN TO ALL (Pansy's such an attention whore)
Rating: PG-13ish, presumably for possible swearing only
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Finally - she got to be the centre of attention )
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The gift that she had purchased, a delicate crystal swan, was in a silver-coloured box wrapped with pink and silver wrapping paper, a small yet intricate matching bow placed perfectly on top. Parvati was a bit nervous about the gift - she had bought it in a Muggle antique shop. The proprieter had said it was a Swarovski ( ... )
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For once he also had paid great attention to his hair, which was something he usually detested to do. He’d carefully styled them as to leave no strands of his curly black hair hanging in his face, and after he’d eyed himself up once more in the mirror, Roger apparated just a few blocks from the Blackpool Tower, to a lonely backstreet free of muggles.
Therefore, he made his way over to the impressive tower by foot, quickly spotting his date waiting in front of it. Smiling warmly, he approached her. “Parvati?”
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"Roger," she said, walking the rest of the way to meet him. "You look great!" Parvati stood on her toes and kissed his cheek lightly in greeting. It was nice how comfortable she felt - not at all awkward like she had been with Oliver.
"I'm just waiting for Lavender, Seamus, and Neville, but we can go inside if you'd like. I'm sure they'd be able to find us."
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She'd thought to head over as early as possible. The sooner she made an appearance the sooner she could leave. When she arrived, Hannah was greatly relieved to see Parvati standing just outside the door. From the looks of it she seemed to be headed inside with another person.
"Parvati," Hannah called out hoping the other women would hear her so she wouldn't have to walk in alone.
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However, Anna-Marie had been a classmate. In school. In Slytherin HOUSE. It is impossible to adequately describe, in a few short paragraphs, the true mortification which memories of that portion of his life afforded him. Not just the school-boy-cruelty of Black and Potter as remembered embarrassment. That could be over-come with haughty disdain and the pleasant knowledge that both individuals were quite dead.
No, this was mortification of a far worse kind, stemming from his own actions! Poor beyond poor, half-blood, and even uglier as a youth than he was now, he started his school career with a multitude of 'strikes' against him! The heavy yorkshire accent had not been completely overcome in his early school years, adding to the disdain of his superior classmates ( ... )
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The gift he had brought was not in the least 'personal', considering that he no longer had much insight into the young lady's preferences. However, he did know enough about females, in general, and wealthy females more particularly, to be able to have a tolerable 'guess'. The jewelers in Hogsmeade was able to help him select a tasteful pearl-teardrop pendant on a fine gold necklace, and matching earrings. It was less than he generally spent on Draco's birthday, but would not be considered 'miserly' considering his station in relation to theirs. The store wrapped it appropriately in paper with tasteful imprints of their logo on the bow, and he had retrieved ( ... )
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It required almost as much control now. He almost did not take her hand - even that common gesture was at least as distasteful to him as it was to her! However, if he was to 'prove' himself to have matured beyond that boy which she must surely still see as she looked at him, it would not do to slight her, here and now.
Besides, Severus had developed a highly critical view of everything and everyone. He no longer saw the perfect beauty which had set his adolescent hormones raging, but instead saw the ice-princess, as cold and untouchable now, as ever, and he wondered how she had ever submitted to such a carnal act as to conceive a child at all. The tiny lines and slight roughening of the once-perfect complexion did not escape his sharp gaze, and the ( ... )
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After all, that would rob her of the privilege of doing the same to him.
He'd arrived an hour early. He'd left her gift (wrapped in a flat black box tied with silver lace ribbon) on the table, one of the first there. He was wearing this God-awful set of green robes-and actually, the sleek bottle-green fabric and silver (platinum, Pansy had said) trim suited him rather well. He and Pansy would make quite the match... if they were anywhere near each other.
Perry had done all this just to be dismissed. He wasn't sure if he should have expected better... the pair had not talked since their last row, and no doubt Pansy had reason to be short with him. She had plenty of other things to worry about than him. Her ( ... )
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His brows lowered as he leant against the wall beside the taller man.
He could see Pansy from where they were standing - or rather, he could see flashes of gleaming green amongst the tightest knot of guests. He half-smiled to himself before he remembered his company. That was his girl, the centre of attention and undoubtedly milking every second for what it was worth. There was little enough time for her to have her day, at the moment.
Adolphus' glass paused just next to his lips. His girl... but for how long? This great hulk of gloom - was this the man who was going to take her away? Eyeing Perry speculatively and discreetly over his glass, Adolphus ( ... )
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The dress Narcissa had purchased was made especially with Pansy in mind; the Malfoys had the money to buy cutom-made gifts for their friends. After setting the perfectly wrapped green and silver gift on the table with the other presents before moving off toward Pansy's mother to greet her.
"Mrs Parkinson," she said with a smile. "May I wish you and your daughter my congratulations on this day of great celebration."
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It was odd now, to be an equal to her, of sorts and although Anna-Marie had never degraded herself to the level of publically exhibiting, even at eleven, her hero worship of Narcissa, it also felt a little awkward.
Not that she would show it.
"Mrs Malfoy," Anna-Marie returned, "how kind of you, and thank you for your gift- I shall make sure Pansy gives it it's due attention."
Day of great celebration - that was an interesting concept. Was it? She wasn't quite sure.
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It was meant as a compliment, but Narcissa knew how touchy people could be about their children - she was a prime example. It was a little awkward standing with Anna-Marie and Narcissa wished Lucius had followed her over.
"Has she planned this all herself?"
Nothing like small talk to be safe, right?
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"Perhaps you can tell that I tried," Anna-Marie rejoined, turning her gaze back onto Narcissa. "She does allow her... youthful exuberance to overwhelm her sometimes, but no doubt maturity will correct that."
Ann-Marie had already had conversations similar to this a hundred times - she fully expected to have it several hundred times more. Yet she didn't show as her eyes swept over the room that she was already sick of the over-the-top gilt and paintwork. Herself, she would have preferred a sleek white hotel suite, with crystal vases of crisp white lilies.
Unsurprising that her daughter should chose such a place in stead.
"Yes, Pansy did plan it all. Everything to her... taste." Anna-Marie smiled thinly. "She didn't not want much parental interference. Except for the parental gold, of course."
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But... they were at a party-Pansy's party, and he could not make a scene. He restrained his ire by clenching his teeth, and accepted a refill from the waiter, only to turn his head and realize that his situation had become much worse. Of all people, why did it have to be Lucius Malfoy? Perry's posture straightened automatically and he held his glass a little more tightly ( ... )
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