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Post by Silvery Bletchley on Dec 16, 2009 19:50:17 GMT
*laughs after the comment about her name*
I haven't been publicly called anything else yet. So yes...Miss Light still works just fine.
*catches the look and returns it, a surreptitious "thank you" of sorts*
*is now a bit uneasy, confused by the cordiality they are sharing and the absence of the usual feelings of tension and hatred that are present whenever they meet*
Could it be true what they say about time, and forgetting, and all that rubbish? Or is it just that Draco is not in the picture anymore? Hmm...
*wakes up from her momentary confusion in time to hear her last question. Yet more cordiality, what a bizarre evening*
Oh! Well, yes. Actually, I did. A fabulous ruby red one. I usually go for the dark colours but I figured a little change couldn't hurt. I am a new woman after all...
*smirks but the echoing sound of the clock striking the hour turns it into a frown, bringing her to the realisation that she's still here and impatiently waiting for her things*
What can be taking that woman so long? It was just one gown!
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Post by Caius Reppert on Dec 18, 2009 20:11:56 GMT
* opens door and saunters in. He hates shopping but this was one of those incidents that he couldn't put off*
*feels awkward as he waits for someone to approach him*
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Post by Pansy Parkinson on Dec 21, 2009 2:21:23 GMT
It's not public? I must ask, how do you manage to keep a ring like that under-cover?
*Guestures to Silvery's wedding ring, again admiring it. Her future husband had better present her nothing less than that. It really was stunning..*
Ooh, red. I bet that will look nice on you. I saw a red dress earlier, but I tend to stick to dark colours myself. Seven years of Slytherin uniforms got to me, I suppose.
*Laughs shallowly.*
How predictable is that?
*Places a hand on her opposite arm nervously, but subconsciously it was a guarding sort of action. This conversation between herself and Silvery was growing more and more unusual.*
*Hears the door open, turns to glance at the new customer.*
Caius?
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Post by Caius Reppert on Dec 21, 2009 18:07:04 GMT
::Turns his head in the direction from which he heard his named called.::
Pansy? ::chuckles::
I know I know... This isn't my usually hang out spot, but unfortunately its Mum's birthday and I need an outfit or something. ::smiles::
Wait. Do you work here now?
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Post by Silvery Bletchley on Dec 22, 2009 21:39:37 GMT
*Can't help but grin with pride when Pansy compliments her ring, holds it up and gazes down almost lovingly at it*
It's not like I've been hiding it. I just haven't been around for people to notice it yet.
*continues to feel uneasy with all the "pleasantries", noticing it in Pansy as well*
*as if by request the bells over the door ring as someone else enters the shoppe, giving the girls an excuse to turn their attention elsewhere*
*turns to look at the man at the same time as Pansy, snickering when he asks if she works there*
Pansy? Work?
*turns to Pansy, still smirking*
He doesn't know you, does he?
*just then Madam Twillfit finally appears from the back room with her things, all beautifully boxed and wrapped*
Finally...
*inpects the lady's work, making sure everything is accounted for*
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Post by Pansy Parkinson on Dec 23, 2009 3:01:28 GMT
*Smirk crosses her face, shakes head.*
No, I'm only looking for a gown.
*Looks from Caius to Silvery upon her snickering. Chuckles slightly.*
Well I was actually thinking about buying Ansosele Roch from Ruby Marley..
*Pauses, listening.*
We're more like old friends. Surely you remember Caius Reppert from our Slytherin days?
*Turns back to Caius, smiling. Gestures to him, bowing her head politely. Talks to him while Silvery is busy with Madam Twillfit.*
I bet your mother would like a new dress. How is she doing these days?
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Post by Caius Reppert on Dec 23, 2009 5:57:54 GMT
::smirks::
I would be quite surprised if you did work. ::chuckles::
Would you help me find an outfit though? I know you're busy with yourself, but you would be loads of help. ::pleading voice::
::normal again::
She's the same old same old. A bit annoying at times, but her health is good. How is your family?
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Post by Miles Bletchley on Dec 24, 2009 17:39:03 GMT
*pushes the door open, half his body inside the shop as his bright blue eyes look around searchingly*
Sil?
*grins when spots her at the counter, seemingly ready*
There you are!
*steps inside, his long dark robes billowing around him as he walks over to meet her, taking her hand and kissing it softly*
I thought you said you would meet me at Flourish and Blotts half an hour ago.
*hears voices behind him and turns, immediately recognizing the other two from Hogwarts, especially Pansy whom he knew Silvery couldn't stand back then.*
*nods in acknowledgement though he thinks the company strange*
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Post by Silvery Bletchley on Dec 24, 2009 17:47:45 GMT
*hears her name and turns around quickly, beaming at the sound of Miles' voice*
Over here.
*a pink glow rushes to her cheeks when he kisses her hand, a gesture she adores*
I know and I'm sorry. Finding a gown took me much longer than expected. We're not running late, are we?
*notices his attention has moved elsewhere and decides to introduce the others*
Miles, darling. You do remember Pansy Parkinson and Caius Reppert, don't you?
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Post by Miles Bletchley on Dec 24, 2009 18:11:24 GMT
*nods again, letting his guard down only slightly*
Yeah, sure.
*smiles politely at Pansy and firmly shakes Caius' hand*
Ah! Reppert. Quidditch Star.
*smiles, always partial to the subject of Quidditch*
I saw you play for the Falcons a few times. You were quite talented. You ever going back?
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Post by Pansy Parkinson on Dec 24, 2009 22:21:18 GMT
*Smiles to Caius, nodding.*
Yes of course. I'd be happy to help you. And I'm glad to hear she is well.
*Looks to the newcomer in the store. Bletchley, wasn't it? Smirks, watching him kiss Silvery's hand.*
Yes, Miles.
*Nods politely. Glances to Silvery, smirk still plastered.*
So it's Mrs. Bletchley then?
*Turns back to Miles.*
I apologize. I do hope I didn't delay your meeting.
*Gestures to Silvery and Miles. Remains quiet, allowing the men to talk.*
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Post by Caius Reppert on Dec 25, 2009 6:30:50 GMT
::turns to see Bletchley walk in. Gets a little nervous, although he doesn't show it. This was a powerful man, and Caius knew to keep his distance. Shakes his hand firmly.::
::smiles:: Thank you for your support of the team. ::chuckles:: Thank you as well for that compliment. I hope I can return and I hope its soon.. I have more physical therapy to endure, but hopefully I'll help the team to a World Cup by the end of the year. If you want, I can help you get a pair of season tickets for free, that is if you want them.
::puts on hand in his pocket, while the other messed with his tie. Soon after he placed his hand into his pocket, rocking slighty back and forth to keep his nerves down. He was a little embarassed to be seen in here, actually shopping. He hoped Bletchley didn't think he was weird for being in here.::
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Post by Silvery Bletchley on Dec 29, 2009 0:29:39 GMT
*Nods politely. Glances to Silvery, smirk still plastered.* So it's Mrs. Bletchley then? *Glances at Pansy and nods in response* Yes. And it does have a nice ring to it, doesn't it? *smirks* *Decides she may as well keep the conversation going while Miles is occupied with Quidditch talk* Hey, perhaps now you have a shot at being Mrs. Malfoy... *still smirking she turns to look in the mirror, adjusting her hair and jewellery * That was your childhood dream, was it not? *Laughs outwardly, but is unexpectedly sighing on the inside. A painful feeling she thought was long lost momentarily resurfacing....she once dreamed the same thing too, didn't she?* *Shakes it off, the feeling gone just as fast as it had come - one quick glance in Miles' direction was all it took. So she continues to address Pansy, unmoved* Or have you grown out of it by now?
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Post by Pansy Parkinson on Dec 29, 2009 6:58:38 GMT
*Looks from the men back to Silvery as she addresses her.*
I...
*Breathes a laugh. Eyes advert to the floor momentarily while Silvery looks into the mirror.
*Thinks over her options of answering the question. Pansy hadn't even thought of this herself. Yeah, she knew that Draco and Silvery had broken it off, or whatever. But she had no idea Silvery was married. So she hadn't realized that she did, indeed, have another shot of being Mrs. Malfoy until this very moment.*
Mrs. Malfoy. Mrs. Draco Malfoy. Mrs. Pansy Malfoy.
*Pansy hadn't thought those words, those names, combined together since her school years. But God, the title still sounded so good. Her insides churned, a spark of excitement glinted in her eyes only briefly. Looks again to Silvery, knowing she had to answer her.*
Yes, it was. I had been certain of it for seven whole years. It's just... that was a long time ago.
*Pauses, but decides not to speak further for now. No need to give away more than what was asked for. Shakes her head slowly to break her train of thought. Glances to the other two, making sure they were still in conversation. Hopes Caius, nor Miles for that matter, were overhearing their conversation.*
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Post by Miles Bletchley on Dec 29, 2009 20:58:54 GMT
::turns to see Bletchley walk in. Gets a little nervous, although he doesn't show it. This was a powerful man, and Caius knew to keep his distance. Shakes his hand firmly.:: ::smiles:: Thank you for your support of the team. ::chuckles:: Thank you as well for that compliment. I hope I can return and I hope its soon.. I have more physical therapy to endure, but hopefully I'll help the team to a World Cup by the end of the year. If you want, I can help you get a pair of season tickets for free, that is if you want them. ::puts on hand in his pocket, while the other messed with his tie. Soon after he placed his hand into his pocket, rocking slighty back and forth to keep his nerves down. He was a little embarassed to be seen in here, actually shopping. He hoped Bletchley didn't think he was weird for being in here.:: *wonders why the other looks so uneasy; carefully inspects him as he speaks* Thanks for that, but I'm pretty much set when it comes to Quidditch. I have very good connections. *smiles slyly* Anyway, gotta go. Good luck, Reppert. Oh and relax a little, will you? You look...tense. *laughs, giving his hand another strong shake before turning to the girls* Pardon me ladies, I hate to interrupt but... *goes to Silvery and places a warm hand on her cool pale cheek, his bright eyes gazing down at hers as leans in to kiss her ruby lips* *smirks and whispers* Time seems to be running away from us. Are you ready?
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