Don Juan, He was NOT
Date: Sunday, 5 November
Time: 4:00 p.m. to 6:00 p.m., precisely
Place: Padma's residence, then a romantic interlude of ice skating before a cozy dinner and home again.
Characters Involved: Garrett Drake (npc), Padma Patil, and their silent Auror 'shadow'.
Rating: Not more than PG as a young man's heart is broken to bits
Garrett could not have planned more carefully for this day. Having won the 'date' - two perfect hours with the woman he'd fancied secretly since he first laid eyes on her - he was determined that it should be absolutely perfect.
He had set the date and time, and was now approaching her flat in a very romantic carriage drawn by a pair of Abraxan horses. The carriage was normally a 'two-seater' with room in front for the driver - but it had been magically expanded to have an additional seat for the Auror who was acting as chaperon over the date. This was in back, and cleverly concealed by some dark-ish curtains so it wouldn't quite feel as though someone was watching their every move.
The lot had been charmed to appear to Muggles as a regular horse-drawn-carriage as one might see after especially romantic weddings. A rare occurrence, and something for the passengers in the passing cars to gawp at with a smile, but nothing to give any alarm. The carriage was creamy white to match the horses, and rather ornately gilded with a pattern of roses which precisely matched the large bouquet of red, pink and white roses sitting on the small table-top area of the carriage. There was also a box of expensive chocolates and even a bottle of champagne to be enjoyed later - after the ice skating.
Garrett was dressed in his nicest robes in a rich plum colour, designed to look almost like a Muggle tuxedo, though fuller. He was so nervous and excited, both, that he felt like a small child on Christmas morning. The carriage pulled to a stop outside Miss Patil's building, and Garrett scooped up the vase full of roses. Three-dozen in all, they almost obscured him, completely.
He tried very hard not to bounce on his toes in anticipation as he knocked on the door and waited for the angel within to make her appearance.
Time: 4:00 p.m. to 6:00 p.m., precisely
Place: Padma's residence, then a romantic interlude of ice skating before a cozy dinner and home again.
Characters Involved: Garrett Drake (npc), Padma Patil, and their silent Auror 'shadow'.
Rating: Not more than PG as a young man's heart is broken to bits
Garrett could not have planned more carefully for this day. Having won the 'date' - two perfect hours with the woman he'd fancied secretly since he first laid eyes on her - he was determined that it should be absolutely perfect.
He had set the date and time, and was now approaching her flat in a very romantic carriage drawn by a pair of Abraxan horses. The carriage was normally a 'two-seater' with room in front for the driver - but it had been magically expanded to have an additional seat for the Auror who was acting as chaperon over the date. This was in back, and cleverly concealed by some dark-ish curtains so it wouldn't quite feel as though someone was watching their every move.
The lot had been charmed to appear to Muggles as a regular horse-drawn-carriage as one might see after especially romantic weddings. A rare occurrence, and something for the passengers in the passing cars to gawp at with a smile, but nothing to give any alarm. The carriage was creamy white to match the horses, and rather ornately gilded with a pattern of roses which precisely matched the large bouquet of red, pink and white roses sitting on the small table-top area of the carriage. There was also a box of expensive chocolates and even a bottle of champagne to be enjoyed later - after the ice skating.
Garrett was dressed in his nicest robes in a rich plum colour, designed to look almost like a Muggle tuxedo, though fuller. He was so nervous and excited, both, that he felt like a small child on Christmas morning. The carriage pulled to a stop outside Miss Patil's building, and Garrett scooped up the vase full of roses. Three-dozen in all, they almost obscured him, completely.
He tried very hard not to bounce on his toes in anticipation as he knocked on the door and waited for the angel within to make her appearance.