Representing Miranda Priestly (4/?) Miranda/Andy
Title: Representing Miranda Priestly
Author: magic_markers09
Fandom: The Devil Wears Prada
Pairing: Andy/Miranda
Disclaimer: Not mine. Belongs to Lauren Weisberger yada yada
Rating: PG (for now)
Summary: AU. Prompt by Anonymous on DWP LiveJournal Community. Miranda does not give Andy the recommendation after Paris and so is blacklisted from journalism. Andy becomes a successful lawyer. and ends up being Miranda's divorce layer. [femslash]
Disclaimer: Again, they’re not mine. Never will be.
A/N. Ok, so I had fun writing this one which will hopefully come across to you as you read it *fingers crossed*.
I had my flatmate beta this for me, and at one point she hit me (quite hard in fact) on the arm because of a certain event in this chapter. I will apologise now for this development, but it’s a key plot point to my story … please don’t kill me! I’m all about the happy ending…Well eventually, lol. Hope you enjoy!
Cameras flashed in Andy’s direction as she stepped out of the company car still grasping Katrina’s hand. Smiling shyly she posed for a few photographs before turning to whisper in Katrina’s ear.
“You ok? You seen a little awkward.” Andy’s breath upon her ear caused Katrina to shiver and Andy cringed, slightly moving away from the younger woman.
“Yeah, I’m ok.” Katrina whispered back “Just not used to the paparazzi is all, I don’t know how you deal with it.”
“Lots of practice at Runway I suppose. The stunning Miranda Priestly was obviously their target, but I ended up on page six with her a couple of times. It was a part of the job I just got used to” Andy shrugged, turning to smile for more photographs. “You ready to go in?”
“You think Miranda’s stunning?”
Ignoring the jealousy that laced Katrina’s voice Andy led the way past the crowd of photographers and into the Ball. “Of course. Don’t you?”
Katrina chose not to respond, instead grabbing a large glass of champagne from a passing waiter, draining half the glass in one swallow.
‘Shit I’ve done it again’ Andy thought, ‘Playing with her feelings like that is so not cool. And revealing you have a crush on Miranda. Could you have stamped on her heart any harder Andy?’ Her inner mantra continued until a hand grasped her shoulder and spun her around. Her boss Drew stood before her in a tailored black suit and he kissed Andy on the cheek before pulling her into a hug.
“How’s my favourite employee doing this evening?” he said releasing his hold on her.
“Your favourite employee?” Andy replied with a laugh. “You’ve never called me that before, are you feeling ok?” she paused tapping her chin with her index finger “Mmm, or could it have anything to do with an influential editor in chief that decided to enlist the help of your law firm because of a certain lawyer. I wonder.”
Drew laughed at Andy’s cynicism and handed her the extra glass of champagne he had been holding. “Glad to see you haven’t lost that spark now that you’re representing The Devil. Is she still the bitch she’s reported to be?”
“Miranda a bitch?” Andy laughed, the sudden need to defend Miranda washing over her in waves. “Bitch is a little harsh don’t you think Drew? Miranda was, and still is committed to Runway. She works her butt off for that magazine, and people criticize her for wanting everything to be perfect. I mean, she wouldn’t just change an entire shoot if it wasn’t utter rubbish would she. She wants Runway to succeed and for that she needs everything to be just right”
“But didn’t you say she made your life hell when you worked for her?” Katrina interrupted a frown fixed firmly on her face. “You even nicknamed her ‘The Dragon Lady’”
“Well yeah” Andy began
“So then why are you defending her? She had you running across all of New York to find a goddamn Harry Potter manuscript and then when you finally decide to quit she bad mouths you to potential employers” Anger laced Katrina’s voice and Andy started to apologise but Katrina had already turned on her heel and was making her way through the crowd.
“Shit” Andy raked her fingers through her hair absent-mindedly before Drew interrupted her thoughts.
“Go after her” he instructed with a knowing smile.
Andy didn’t need to be told twice and ran, as fast as she could in her heels, in the direction that Katrina had disappeared. Pushing through the throng of people she searched the crowd for Katrina’s distinctive blonde hair, her attempt pretty much in vain as the crowd before her became too dense. She spotted a few of her colleagues within the crowd and offered a wave to their voiced greetings but continued through the crowd, eventually sighing in frustration. Deciding to give up the search she headed towards the bar where she ordered herself a large scotch. “Thanks” she gave the bartender her money and helped herself to a hefty swallow, wincing as the burning liquid hit her throat. The drink did nothing to calm her anxiety as the thought of an enraged Katrina crossed her mind. Andy knew Katrina’s anger towards her was caused by her feelings, but Andy couldn’t help but feel guilty. She had let it slip that she found Miranda attractive and in doing so had caused pain and upset to her assistant. Andy hated being the bad guy, and so set her glass down upon the bar to resume her search. She didn’t get far however, when a familiar voice stopped her in her tracks.
“Andrea”. Turning in the direction of the voice, Andy gasped at the sight in front of her. Miranda Priestly, wearing a figure hugging black dress, looked stunning and it took Andy a moment to recover and bring her travelling eyes up to meet Miranda’s. Blushing, Andy smiled hoping she wasn’t about to embarrass herself again in front of the striking woman.
“Hello Miranda. I didn’t know you’d be here this evening.”
“Yes, well. Hugh insisted that we come, and Elias-Clarke donated money, so I’m here representing Runway.” Andy only fixated on one part of Miranda’s answer and she voiced her worry- “Hugh’s here?”
“He is here somewhere Andrea. Though he has been warned to stay away from me. I hope for his sake that he does”
This elicited a small smile from Andy, one which Miranda returned. Warmth spread through Andy’s body as she saw Miranda smile, and she felt her checks flush faintly. Bowing her head to hide her growing embarrassment Andy was forced to look up again when Miranda’s fingers grazed her cheek. Andy and Miranda gazed at each other silently, and Andy leaned into the touch as the pad of Miranda’s thumb caressed her cheek.
“You’re so beautiful” Miranda whispered. “I’m so sorry for what I did, you leaving me in-” Miranda suddenly cut off her apology and pulled her hand away from Andy as though burned.
“Miranda?” Andy questioned before following Miranda’s gaze which had settled on something beyond her shoulder. Katrina stood there, waiting patiently for Andy to acknowledge her. Andy immediately enveloped her into a hug. “Oh my God, where were you? You had me so worried” Pulling back slightly Andy looked into Katrina’s eyes “Never do that to me again!” Andy joked
“Yes Mum” Katrina joked. Her expression changed as she became more serious “I just wanted to say I was sorry. For before that is. I was-”
“If you’ll excuse me” Miranda interrupted the pair holding her head high and beginning to walk away. A pang of panic washed over Andy and she sent an apologetic look towards Katrina “Sorry, just wait here one second”.
Rushing after Miranda, Andy grabbed her hand causing Miranda to stop in her tracks. The look that Miranda directed at her was one of pure jealousy which she tried unsuccessfully to mask with her trademark glare. “Miranda wait, I-”
Miranda waved her free hand at Andy indicating she should stop talking.
“I think your girlfriend wanted to talk to you” Miranda yanked her hand away from Andy’s, the venom in Miranda’s voice causing tears to spring to Andy’s eyes.
“I can’t believe I felt guilty for telling every editor how worthless you were. I told them of your incompetence, and if they employed you, they would be making the biggest mistake of their careers. You didn’t deserve to be happy after you left me in Paris, and I did all that was in my power to stop your dreams from happening. You are still my biggest disappointment Andrea”
Hurt and anger filled Andy’s heart and tears fell down her cheeks. Wiping them away she stumbled away from Miranda, making her way towards where Katrina was stood waiting for her. The concern was evident on Katrina’s face and Andy gave her a weak smile.
“Silly question maybe, but are you ok Andy?”
“Yeah, thanks Kat. I’m good.” Andy lied the pain at Miranda’s words intensifying as she saw the older woman laughing with Irv across the room, seemingly unaffected by their confrontation.
“I think I’m just gonna go home”. Andy said “I’m tired and my bed is calling my name.” Andy offered Katrina another weak smile.
“Night Kat”
“Andy wait” she heard Katrina almost shout as she turned to leave. Andy saw the emotions that played across Katrina’s face and the need for comfort after Miranda’s harsh words overwhelmed her. Licking her lips slightly Andy leaned in towards Katrina, their eyes locking before Katrina closed the distance. Their lips met hesitantly, slowly exploring. Katrina’s tongue touched Andy’s bottom lip, and Andy immediately granted access, their tongues battling for dominance. Getting lost in the kiss, Andy missed Miranda’s grief stricken expression as she looked in their direction just in time to see Andy initiate the kiss with Katrina. Making her excuses, Miranda left the Ball, and made her way through the remaining photographers where Roy was waiting patiently beside the car for her.
“Home” she snapped at him as soon as she was seated inside. Roy nodded his head and moved the car into the late night traffic.