Paris Party! (Saturday, but posted early by request)

[rockinriah]

Zacharias loved parties, especially when he was throwing them. Granted, that meant he wasn't going to be drinking nearly as much as he wanted, but someone had to make sure no one blew his house up. He'd delegated bartenders to Daphne, a fair bit of decorating to Mandy, and made Megan entertain him. He sort of felt bad asking them to do anything else.

As the night went on, though, he realized he shouldn't have worried as much. The bartenders were kick ass and the already elaborate townhouse looked even more banging. Some kid had decided to DJ and had decent taste. Zacharias had only had to turn away five children (anyone under fourth year shouldn't be allowed in public without adult supervision).

All in all, Zacharias was pretty smug over the whole thing. He stood on a coffee table to glance around, take in who was conversing with whom and what sort of drama he might be able to shut down or exacerbate.

He caught sight of Pansy scowling at something or everything (who could tell with her?) and waited until she glanced at him to make a face



Then he hopped down and went to find Megan because she was usually more entertaining than everyone and a damn good wingman.