Date: May 19th, 2005
Character(s): Horace Slughorn, all Slytherins, anyone who wants to gate-crash or eavesdrop
Location: Stoatshead Hill Town Hall
Status: Public
Summary: The first post-war meeting of the Old Slytherins Association
Completion: Complete
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'Better cut along home,' said Horace... )
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Rita arrived late, of course. Only by ten minutes or so, but still late enough that people would be there to notice her arrive. No doubt there would be people even later than her, and that suited her fine. She liked an entrance, but she didn't want to be seen to be following in the footsteps of several others who had had the same idea as her.
She was dressed immaculately, of course (she'd gone back to buy that purple coat she'd spotted on the day she'd run into Kingsley, after all), and though the garment was possibly a little warm for the weather, she wasn't uncomfortable.
After she arrived, she followed the sign into the meeting, took a look around at the rooms inhabitants. Slughorn, Gilderoy... fuck. Travers and his sister? Merlin be damned.
Well, fuck them. This was a public place. She'd just ignore them.
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When she had just past his position, she stopped to look around. He took two steps forward and softly said, "Nice entrance. Nice coat." Then he turned back to open the door for an older gentleman and the sweet young thing that had hold of his arm.
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No. He had started toward her but now slowed, considering for a moment that it might not be the best place--Fuck it. Fuck it, fuck her. It might've been funny, but it just wasn't, not after what she'd done and the way she thought she could get away with it. He'd do something about it now
He was quiet enough about walking toward her--angry, but quiet; he'd learned to operate that way--but when he spoke, it was in a voice overloud and with no effort to hide a growl. "Fancy seeing you here, you bitch of a woman."
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