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Narrative

Nov 12, 2007 22:28

Who: Pansy Parkinson and George Weasley
Where: Weasley's Wizarding Wheezes
When: November 12, 2006
Rating: PG-13
Status: Ongoing
Summary: Pansy goes to the Weasley shop to get some shagging business done ( Read more... )

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afterglow_npc November 14 2007, 01:35:35 UTC

Fred grinned at the customer walking up to the counter. He'd been sure George was taking the piss out him earlier, but no, Pansy Parkinson, living legend, was walking into his shop and looking, well, safe to say he'd probably need to stay behind the counter for a bit, even if he didn't particularly fancy brunettes. He couldn't help himself, and maybe it was just years of habit, but he was speaking before he could have even had a second thought, not that he would have had a second thought. He was Fred, after all.

"Ah, Miss Parkinson. You look... delectable." He extended his hand with his most charming smile. "I'm George," he said smoothly.

pansy_illumines November 14 2007, 19:08:42 UTC

Usually Pansy had a rule about keeping her business associates separate from her personal life, but the redhead was just too good to pass up. In any case, it seemed that he had similar thoughts. And Pansy was never one to shove aside an opportune moment, especially when it was giftwrapped and present so nicely to her. A brief thought came to mind as she remembered that George had a twin, and she wondered if they would both be intersted in a bit of simultaneous fun. But perhaps the kink factor would be a little too much for their Gryffindor selves. Just a little.

"Mr. Weasley," she said with a coy smile. "It is most definitely a pleasure to finally meet you. How may I be of service today?"

afterglow_npc November 14 2007, 20:25:43 UTC

Fred grinned, delighted by Pansy's response. He'd have accepted her proposition in a heartbeat, had she voiced it, on the stipulation that she did not ask George, or any og his other brothers, to be their third. Simultaneous fun was always welcome, he just - well, he knew when to draw the line. However, his fun was short lived because now Pansy was talking business and he felt a bit (a teeny, tiny smidgeon of - barely even a mote of a bit) bad for not listening to George's description of what Pansy Parkinson was actually coming to the shop to do. Something about mobiles and innertet.

"It's a same we have to jump straight into business, Miss Parkinson," he murmured, leaning on the counter with a smirk, resting on his forearms and glad for a lull in customers. Hopefully, Forge would stay put in the lab for a bit longer.

pansy_illumines November 14 2007, 21:33:42 UTC

"Who said anything about business?" Pansy said, smirking. "I merely asked how might I be of service."

She leaned closer, elbow on the counter, and rested her head on her hand. My, wasn't he a fine specimen? It had been awhile since she had any bit of fun, and she was quite ready for a change in pace. She was about to voice her thoughts about where they could carry on their business venture when there was a rather loud crash coming from the back. Arching an eyebrow slightly and with almost a predatory smile, she asked, "Is that your twin brother then? Won't you be a dear and introduce me?"

glowing_forgie November 15 2007, 01:22:46 UTC

"Fred I swear by all that is ancient and right in the world, if you leave one of these stupid Pygmy Puffs anywhere near m'damn mints, so help me I'll owl Mu- M-Miss Parkinson," George flushed. He'd been storming to the front counter, holding a what looked like a pink miniature puffskien that was caught in a jar of yellow paint - except it kept changing from pink to green and back again ( ... )

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