Evening, Round 2
Bellatrix/Sirius: (no-joint) shotgunning
Severus/Anyone - I can teach you how to brew fame, bottle glory, and even put a stopper in death.
Remus/Tonks: I get no kick from champagne/Mere alcohol doesn't thrill me at all
Pansy/Luna: blackberry wine
Severus/Anyone - I can teach you how to brew fame, bottle glory, and even put a stopper in death.
Remus/Tonks: I get no kick from champagne/Mere alcohol doesn't thrill me at all
Pansy/Luna: blackberry wine
"How the bloody hell am I supposed to trust you with actually having seen the infidelity of my husband? You only believe in what can't be seen!" Pansy hissed, taking a sip of her Blackberry wine.
"Oh - just because you haven't seen it doesn't mean it's not there..." Luna leaned in with a small giggle. "Just because you've seen it doesn't mean it's there."
"Bollocks, Loony. Everything that comes out of your mouth is rubbish," she muttered, her glance drawn to the small tattoo half hidden behind the neck line of the other woman's dress.
Standing, she walked around the other side of the table, and brushed the dress to the side a bit with her finger. "What is that?" She muttered, trying to ignore the fact that from this angle, she had a clear view down Loony's dress.
"It's a juntika. They're very rare and coveted creatures that've been featured in the Quibbler recently." Pansy raised an eyebrow.
"I... see." She put a hand on the other girls shoulder, leaning in a bit. "I think I heard one of them in my room, earlier... would you like to check for yourself?"
Luna thought for a moment, "They don't usually make..." She paused. "Oh." She blushed for a moment, and followed the other woman out of the restaurant.
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