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Post by rubymarley on Nov 28, 2009 19:25:13 GMT
*lingers off to the edges of the party for a large portion of the evening, she really isn't interested in conversing with most of the guests. However, one in particular has caught her attention.*
*quietly she glides over to Mr. Bonobo, a pleasant smile on her lips.*
Good evening, Mr. Bonobo.
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Post by Ken Bonobo on Nov 28, 2009 22:54:28 GMT
*Having resolved to take a drink he fiddles with the glass between his fingers as the woman approaches.*
Oh hello there.
You're Bronagh's aunt aren't you?
*He smiles in a slightly silly way.*
Aunt aren't... hehe
*Immediately his cheeks flush in embarassment at his poor joke.*
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Post by Arthur Weasley on Nov 28, 2009 23:02:50 GMT
*Noticing the gathering of Ministry gents, he grabs another handful of tidbits and makes his way over to them.* Hullo, Lupin, Shacklebolt, Weasley. This is all right isn't it? *Smiles, turning to Baron* Look who's here! *Eyes the objects in his hands* All right? Something like that, mate. *Sighs and glances around the gardens. He lowers his voice once more* Have any idea why we're here? *Grins sheepishly. He recieved the invitation, but didn't spend too much time reading the point of it. To show off maybe?* |
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Post by Blaise Zabini on Nov 28, 2009 23:13:40 GMT
*Smiles* Good evening, Blaise. *Curtsey* Now, what was the broom riding all about? *Raises her delicate eyebrows and looks at Draco* I knew he was going to get in trouble. *Cocks a smile to the youngest Greengrass, then to her sister* Malfoy, our favourite sisters are here. *slides an arm around Astoria's waist* Now now, you know better than to be asking questions. You know the story about the witch who asked too many questions. *clinks his glass on hers before taking a sip* So. Are you still at Hogwarts? |
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"We are born alone. And we will die alone."
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Post by Annalessa Bordon on Nov 28, 2009 23:16:31 GMT
*Finding herself getting impatient, still waiting outside; Annalessa knocked once more with slight more force, thinking perhaps the music was too loud. Either that or the house elves had lost their touch.*
"Disgusting things.." *She wrinkled her nose briefly at the thought of the creatures*
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Post by Baron Papanoida on Nov 28, 2009 23:21:25 GMT
*Smiles, turning to Baron* Look who's here! *Eyes the objects in his hands* All right? Something like that, mate. *Sighs and glances around the gardens. He lowers his voice once more* Have any idea why we're here? *Grins sheepishly. He recieved the invitation, but didn't spend too much time reading the point of it. To show off maybe?* *He swallows what is in his mouth.* Malfoy mentioned something about mending his ways or something or other. All well and good if its true. But that remains to be seen. *Shoves another Vol au Vent in his mouth.* |
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Post by Grimley the House elf on Nov 28, 2009 23:24:05 GMT
*Finding herself getting impatient, still waiting outside; Annalessa knocked once more with slight more force, thinking perhaps the music was too loud. Either that or the house elves had lost their touch.* "Disgusting things.." *She wrinkled her nose briefly at the thought of the creatures* *Hears the door knock and rushes over nervous that he has left a guest waiting while he has been elsewhere.* *He pulls it open.* Hello there young miss. The party has moved into the garden. Can Grimley get you a drink? |
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Post by Draco Malfoy on Nov 28, 2009 23:26:43 GMT
*Takes robe from son holding it out so the dust dose not touch her gown.* Things boys gets up too! Where's the House Elf!? *Holds the robe out in front of her and looks for the house elf* *feels slight embarrassment at his mother in front of his friends so turns away and takes another sip of his drink* *takes a large breath of the cool air, enjoying the moment of peace while he can, and not even caring that Zabini has got in there with the girls first - it wasn't like him to flirt so heavily, not with so little alcohol in him anyway. Zabini was usually more extroverted than him at these types of events. Besides, he was more worried about how things were going to pan out tonight with his father.* |
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Post by Annalessa Bordon on Nov 28, 2009 23:28:08 GMT
*Glancing only a moment at the creature, Annalessa narrowed her eyes and sneered coldly*
"No, but you can show me to the garden. That is all I'll be needing of you." Her tone sharp and demanding, Annalessa stared at the house elf impatiently; waiting for it to show her the way.
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Post by Grimley the House elf on Nov 28, 2009 23:32:06 GMT
*He waved his hands gesturing her to follow him and scampered along to the french doors leading to the garden.*
There! There miss!
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Post by Arthur Weasley on Nov 28, 2009 23:42:20 GMT
*He swallows what is in his mouth.* Malfoy mentioned something about mending his ways or something or other. All well and good if its true. But that remains to be seen. *Shoves another Vol au Vent in his mouth.* *Snorts* Mending his ways? He probably couldn't find his way without someone else leading him, maybe leaving a trail of Galleons in their wake as well. *Shrugs* No matter, good or not I still don't trust him. *Watches Baron, still eating, and wishes he was back at the Burrow. No doubt whatever Molly's cooking would be better than the food served here. Well, at least he'd have an idea of what would be in his food...* |
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Post by Annalessa Bordon on Nov 28, 2009 23:42:58 GMT
*With one last glare at the House elf, Annalessa pushed open the French doors, and stepped out into the vast Garden.* Just as beautiful if not more so than the rest of the house.
*Taking only a moment to admire the scenery, a pleased smirk came to Annalessa's face as she scanned the crowd for any Malfoy.* Her plan wasn't to linger or make friends. No...she came here for a mission. Time was valuable.
*Spotting the youngest Malfoy easily, surrounded by what seemed to be two girls and a young man, Annalessa's eyes brightened sinisterly* Everything was coming all to easy so far. Now all she needed to do was get him away from the others, to talk alone. Ministry workers were here, she knew; able to recognize a few of them.
*Not wanting to seem anxious or draw unnecessary Attention, Annalessa stayed near the double doors, her eyes intently fixed on Draco*
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Post by rubymarley on Nov 28, 2009 23:45:28 GMT
*Having resolved to take a drink he fiddles with the glass between his fingers as the woman approaches.* Oh hello there. You're Bronagh's aunt aren't you? *He smiles in a slightly silly way.* Aunt aren't... hehe *Immediately his cheeks flush in embarassment at his poor joke.* *her smile to the Auror is cool, obviously she didn't enjoy his joke either.* How is my niece, Mr. Bonobo? You're keeping her safe, yes? *turns her pale eyes away from him, gazing out into the garden of guests, forcing polite conversation with the wizard.* |
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Post by scarlet on Nov 29, 2009 4:54:40 GMT
*Cocks a smile to the youngest Greengrass, then to her sister* Malfoy, our favourite sisters are here. *slides an arm around Astoria's waist* Now now, you know better than to be asking questions. You know the story about the witch who asked too many questions. *clinks his glass on hers before taking a sip* So. Are you still at Hogwarts? *Smiles and kisses Blaise's cheek in a greeting* No I don't. Do interest me in telling me the story of the witch who asked many questions. *Unwinds herself* And, Blaise- I have graduated. Watch what you're doing with me, Master Zabini. *Calls him by the formal name* *Smile* Quite different from the girly girl at Hogwarts, aren't I? Besides, Hogwarts is so boring without you and Draco, along with Pansy and Millicent. *Waves the thought away* *Curtsey* And if I may, the story will have to wait. I need some air, and these...*Wrinkles nose at the Order members delicately* smells of them doesn't help much. *With a smile, she walks to the edge to take in some air and sees Draco* |
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Post by Pansy Parkinson on Nov 29, 2009 11:12:02 GMT
*Looks back to Astoria, smirking as she looks down to escape Pansy's gaze. Her eyes drift back to the boys in front of her. Smirks as Draco's eyes pass over her twice, but holds her tongue in order not to make a witty little remark; Pansy was on her best behavior tonight, in front of all these people.*
*Opens her mouth to greet Narcissa, but sees another woman had gotten to the hostess faster. Closes mouth, rolls eyes to herself, and turns back to her friends. Chuckles, seeing Blaise snake an arm around Astoria's waist.*
He would..
*Glanced around at Astoria's comment and spots Mr. Weasley. Scoffs. Watches Astoria leave then turns back to Blaise, a teasing smirk plastered on her face.*
Blaise, I do believe that your objects of flirtation tend to get younger and younger every year.
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