If, as has been established, purple with apoplectic rage was a 'bad' look for Severus Snape, then it is now only fair to note that oozing pride and smug satisfaction was definitely a 'good' one. Or at least, as 'good' as it gets for someone who is, admittedly, not generally considered aesthetically appealing
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"It was my pleasure, Severus," Draco drawled, tearing his thoughts away from his dear dead mum and back to more pressing matters, like sneering in the face of adversity(which was sure to rear its ugly head in about five seconds, give or take). "Any way that I can help uphold the virtues of Justice, I will. Because I am," he added with a smirk. "A lover of justice."
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"I never doubted that for an instant," she said, scoffing. "How did the legal mumbo jumbo go? Are the horrid twins looking at a life sentence?" Probably not, but it didn't do to give up all of one's dreams, now did it. "I hope you're sufficiently recovered from your assault to start dinner, Professor?"
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"Ah, yes, Draco--you and I, defenders of justice," he said, still chuckling when Pansy approached, also apparently amused by Draco's comment.
"The legal 'mumbo-jumbo' went very smoothly," he purred, almost preening in his satisfaction. "I have little hope the miscreants will be incarcerated tonight." He showed his wrists, which were now fair and unblemished. "I was unable to prove actual injury. However, I am prosecuting them for assault with intent to do bodily injury, and if they get pinned with the tainted punch I will also seek charges for potential poisoning ( ... )
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"I certainly hope you will. If there's a trial, I'm going to show up in the most festive outfit I can find." She grinned; well, she wasn't wholly serious, but the thought was great. People had certainly shown up with grins to her trial; they'd stopped grinning when she'd won, though, and that had made Pansy happy to a degree she'd thought impossible after her brush with the law. She glanced around; Theodore, and his lovely wine, had run off. "Should we wait for Theo to begin?" She asked, looking across the reception hall to see if she could find him. She was hungry, dammit.
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"Not at all, Ms Parkinson," he said, taking his seat between the two girls once again. "We will order and have a fine meal, and Theo be damned. If he can't be bothered to celebrate with us, it is his loss."
He looked over his enchanted menu, once again extracted his 'test' wallet from his robes, and spoke clearly to his menu.
"Fillet Mignon, rare, jacket potato and steamed vegetables," he said decisively. As with all truly 'classy' establishments, the House Elves seemed to have been trained to wait for all members of a table to order before filling the plates. He arched a brow at his companions.
"Well? We are celebrating a truly joyous occasion," he said sardonically. "On the Ministry tab. Are you waiting for me to read your menus to you?"
Oh, yes, Severus was in fine humour indeed.
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"Where is Theodore anyway? I'm still not done teasing him just for posterity's sake."
He glanced around the hall for his misplaced friend and absently murmured his order into his menu, something appropriately expensive and engineered for those with fine tastes. It had also been magically highlighted in red, probably by Severus some time in the last few seconds. Had Draco not been wondering just where Theodore had gotten himself off to, he might've shot the other man a dirty look.
As it was, Draco, who loved Pansy to slow and painful death and who had a history with Severus that very few people could boast having with anyone, at least Theodore was a relatively normal male presence, a familiar face, an old friend, and bisexual besides. If nothing else, Theodore had always been up for some heated flirting, and Draco hadn't been able to flirt with another man in the English language in Merlin only knew how long ( ... )
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