Parvati Apparated back to Diagon Alley with little to no time to spare. With the group of people coming to the cafe for lunch seemingly multiplying itself every two seconds she quickly flicked her wand at the shutters on the door and windows so that they flew upwards, then hurried inside ( Read more... )

( 3:00 pm tour )

Well, if Severus had been on a roller-coaster the day before, alternating between various degrees of his usual level of guilt and self-loathing and the completely unusual sensation of having things go 'his way' for once before plummeting back down to his normal wretched reality, his evening had at least settled into some semblance of normality with ( Read more... )

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It did not require a great deal of physical exertion to march Draco away from the public spectacle he had made of himself at the bar. What it did require was Herculean levels of self restraint not to shake the blond man until his teeth rattled ( Read more... )

Harry left Remus and Hermione and stalked over to the bar, still fuming from his argument with Hermione. We couldn't have just danced, could we? I would have made an arse out of myself and all but... damn her stubbornness! He held a hand up, signaling for a shot of firewhiskey and briefly wondered when he'd turned into a bloody alcoholic. This ( Read more... )

( Sorry, Satan won't be collecting any souls today. He's snowed in. - Draco Malfoy and Ron Weasley Get Along )

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 ( Read more... )

Tonks and Fred were right... This party really was a drag. The amusement at getting Snape had faded and now... Things needed to liven up.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Tonks standing at one of the punch bowls that were stationed about the room. That should be good for a few laughs... Just one of those little "pills" he gave Tonks would ( Read more... )

Pansy smiled as she entered the reception hall for a second -- and much more glorious -- time. This time, she was ready to face all of the unpleasant Gryffindors and sore War-winners and that whole lot, because she was gliding in on Draco's arm, and they looked spectacular. Pansy, in her pale green dressrobe that was really more of a wrapped dress ( Read more... )

Goddamn buggering hell Draco wished he'd ignored that blasted invitation.  What had he been thinking in even picking the damn thing up?  Sure it was the only letter in the pile that wasn't smoking or emitting some kind of foul stench, but Draco had known better.  Of course he had, but he'd read the invitation anyway.  And then, if that weren't bad ( Read more... )