WISHLISTS: They're So Intimate (Zacharias/Astoria)
Author: bluemermaid
Recipient: leigh_adams
Title: They're So Intimate
Pairing: Zacharias/Astoria
Request: "I like large parties...." from The Great Gatsby
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 592
Summary: "Some party," he said to her, shouting to be heard over the thumping roar of the music and the people around them.
Author's Notes: I hope you like this gift, friend! :)
Music was blaring at levels to wake the dead; Zacharias wouldn't have been surprised to see a group of Inferi at the party, shuffling along to the beat right alongside their living counterparts. It seemed like everywhere, people were dancing: on the stairs, on the balcony. There was even a disgustingly drunk woman dancing in the doorway to the loo, much to the queue's chagrin.
"Will you move your arse so somebody can have a piss, please?" The woman shrieked with laughter as some angry wizard grabbed her arm and yanked her out of the way.
"Things have gotten wildly out of control, haven't they?" Zach startled to hear a low voice in his ear; he looked round to see none other than the hostess of the party, the young Mrs. Malfoy. Astoria. Merlin, she looked gorgeous. Her face was flushed; clearly she'd also been partaking in the drink. But she didn't seem to be out of sorts at all. If there was one thing Astoria Malfoy was known for, it was her impeccable grace in all situations. She'd had that since Hogwarts, when she was still Astoria Greengrass. Zach would know.
"Some party," he said to her, shouting to be heard over the thumping roar of the music and the people around them. He leaned over the table, to speak into her ear. He could feel the heat rising off her body, and the faint tickle of a strand of her hair brushing against his skin. It sent a wave of goosebumps up his arm. "Was it really necessary to invite the entire wizarding community? Surely such a large party is murder on your nerves."
Astoria smiled slightly, just a quirk of the lips, really, but still somehow enough to convey the depths of her amusement, and to send a thrill through him. "Actually, no," she said, moving closer, erasing any distance between them at all. They sat side by side with their bodies pressed together, with Astoria's lips upon his ear and her hand in his lap. Zach sat very still and tried to concentrate on breathing, on comprehending her speech. "I like large parties," she said to him, her voice electrifying. "They're so intimate. Small parties, there isn't any privacy. Don't you agree?"
Casting a quick eye to their surroundings, Zach had to admit that she had a very good point, indeed. With the raucous dancing and the multitude of people surrounding them, nobody was looking in their direction. There was simply too much going on. Astoria could press her lips to Zach's neck and it was as though the two of them were all alone in the world. It was though they were meeting in the halls of Hogwarts again after hours, sneaking into deserted classrooms to explore one another. Good Slytherin girls didn't snog rebellious Hufflepuffs, and proper married Pureblooded wives didn't betray their husbands. But Astoria had never followed the rules. It drove Zacharias mad, with some combination of frustration and longing.
"You're a terrible human being," he said to her, as she drew her head back to meet his gaze, her smirk turning sultry as her fingers quested deeper within his robes. Zach gasped, and his eyes widened. "Why the fuck do I always want you so badly?"
Astoria laughed. "You can't resist a girl who knows what she wants, and takes it."
"I have always said that people should be free to do as they wish," he admitted with a grin. This time, he was the one who kissed her first.
Recipient: leigh_adams
Title: They're So Intimate
Pairing: Zacharias/Astoria
Request: "I like large parties...." from The Great Gatsby
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 592
Summary: "Some party," he said to her, shouting to be heard over the thumping roar of the music and the people around them.
Author's Notes: I hope you like this gift, friend! :)
Music was blaring at levels to wake the dead; Zacharias wouldn't have been surprised to see a group of Inferi at the party, shuffling along to the beat right alongside their living counterparts. It seemed like everywhere, people were dancing: on the stairs, on the balcony. There was even a disgustingly drunk woman dancing in the doorway to the loo, much to the queue's chagrin.
"Will you move your arse so somebody can have a piss, please?" The woman shrieked with laughter as some angry wizard grabbed her arm and yanked her out of the way.
"Things have gotten wildly out of control, haven't they?" Zach startled to hear a low voice in his ear; he looked round to see none other than the hostess of the party, the young Mrs. Malfoy. Astoria. Merlin, she looked gorgeous. Her face was flushed; clearly she'd also been partaking in the drink. But she didn't seem to be out of sorts at all. If there was one thing Astoria Malfoy was known for, it was her impeccable grace in all situations. She'd had that since Hogwarts, when she was still Astoria Greengrass. Zach would know.
"Some party," he said to her, shouting to be heard over the thumping roar of the music and the people around them. He leaned over the table, to speak into her ear. He could feel the heat rising off her body, and the faint tickle of a strand of her hair brushing against his skin. It sent a wave of goosebumps up his arm. "Was it really necessary to invite the entire wizarding community? Surely such a large party is murder on your nerves."
Astoria smiled slightly, just a quirk of the lips, really, but still somehow enough to convey the depths of her amusement, and to send a thrill through him. "Actually, no," she said, moving closer, erasing any distance between them at all. They sat side by side with their bodies pressed together, with Astoria's lips upon his ear and her hand in his lap. Zach sat very still and tried to concentrate on breathing, on comprehending her speech. "I like large parties," she said to him, her voice electrifying. "They're so intimate. Small parties, there isn't any privacy. Don't you agree?"
Casting a quick eye to their surroundings, Zach had to admit that she had a very good point, indeed. With the raucous dancing and the multitude of people surrounding them, nobody was looking in their direction. There was simply too much going on. Astoria could press her lips to Zach's neck and it was as though the two of them were all alone in the world. It was though they were meeting in the halls of Hogwarts again after hours, sneaking into deserted classrooms to explore one another. Good Slytherin girls didn't snog rebellious Hufflepuffs, and proper married Pureblooded wives didn't betray their husbands. But Astoria had never followed the rules. It drove Zacharias mad, with some combination of frustration and longing.
"You're a terrible human being," he said to her, as she drew her head back to meet his gaze, her smirk turning sultry as her fingers quested deeper within his robes. Zach gasped, and his eyes widened. "Why the fuck do I always want you so badly?"
Astoria laughed. "You can't resist a girl who knows what she wants, and takes it."
"I have always said that people should be free to do as they wish," he admitted with a grin. This time, he was the one who kissed her first.