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Post by Araminta Meliflua on Jan 13, 2009 13:47:37 GMT
*Descends down the staircase and immediately wrinkles nose in utter disgust at the smell wafting in from the open doors*
*delicately pinches her nose between her fingers and tentatively approaches the door*
*astounded at the view* By Merlin.
*Feels wretched and unclean merely looking at the swamp*
*shoots a few perfumed blasts from her wand*
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Post by George Weasley on Jan 13, 2009 14:24:01 GMT
Look Fred, Lucius Malfoy on a broom! Just when I thought he couldn't look any more of a goose he goes and proves me wrong!
*looks around and decides it's time for a perfect exit*
Oi Sunshine, we are delivery boys, it was already like this when we turned up, we swear!
*yells in Lucius' direction in answer to his accusation.*
Alright then Gred, lets motor shall we
*turns on his broom and begins flying out of there as quick as possible*
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Post by Fred Weasley on Jan 13, 2009 14:31:11 GMT
*Grins madly.*
"He really should watch his blood pressure. I mean, look at how red his face is. That seriously can't be healthy."
*Eyes all the commotion, especially the Colonel with his gun.*
"Totally agree Forge. I think we should scamper before we get our legs blown off with that muggle contraption."
*Whistles 'The Great Escape' as he speeds off after George.*
"Dad and his funny tunes, this ones seems to fit right in with the goings on here."
*Continues whistling as he throws a handful of fireworks over his shoulder.*
"Tally-ho!"
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Post by Draco Malfoy on Jan 13, 2009 21:37:01 GMT
*stops at the doorway, composing herself* Well let's see... *starts counting off her fingers* The outside walls are a shimmery pink colour, the front lawn has pretty much been turned into a swamp, there are chickens all over the place - which the Colonel is using his pistol on, and a couple of headless intruders hovering above it all, laughing no doubt. Lucius was livid. *bites her bottom lip to keep from snickering* And I agree with you. None of this would have happened with Zorah out there. *sighs and shakes her head* Who could be so dense as to break into the manor grounds just to play silly pranks? *eyebrows rise higher and higher as she describes what's going on outside and then narrows eyes* Only certain members from a certain crazed-in-the-head family would do something as pathetic as that. Those Weaselbies, right? *rolls eyes as he strolls down the hallway towards a window looking out to the front and gazes out, trying to see some action* This is exactly why I wanted Zorah about! She would have turned them into ashes within ten seconds... |
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Post by Silvery Bletchley on Jan 14, 2009 21:02:01 GMT
The Weasleys?!  *runs to join him at the window* Aww no! They're getting away! *watches as they zoom off into the distance, a look of disappointment on her face* I hope Lucius and the Colonel at least got a few hexes in at them. |
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Post by Draco Malfoy on Jan 14, 2009 21:30:38 GMT
*snorts*
Well, that's just not as amusing as having their backsides burnt off by a dragon.
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Post by Lucius Malfoy on Jan 15, 2009 20:22:43 GMT
Look Fred, Lucius Malfoy on a broom! Just when I thought he couldn't look any more of a goose he goes and proves me wrong! *looks around and decides it's time for a perfect exit* Oi Sunshine, we are delivery boys, it was already like this when we turned up, we swear! *yells in Lucius' direction in answer to his accusation.* Alright then Gred, lets motor shall we *turns on his broom and begins flying out of there as quick as possible* *glares angrily and hurls a series of spitting fireballs, after them* *swoops down and wallops the house elf round the head* Get this mess cleaned up, pronto! *hangs around on his broom awhile to check that they don't come back before retreating back inside the manor, robes a-twist* |
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Post by Araminta Meliflua on Jan 16, 2009 12:59:47 GMT
*Sweeps aside for Lucius, still covering her nose*
Dare I ask?
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Post by Lucius Malfoy on Jan 17, 2009 20:22:27 GMT
*sighs as he breezes past*
Pray, don't.
*goes straight to his study write a letter to the High Court, but not before collecting a few of the empty firework shells for evidence*
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