Blaise Zabini
Student of the Dark Arts
Slytherin's finest
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Post by Blaise Zabini on Dec 3, 2009 21:47:06 GMT
*Sneers at Blaise for calling her by her least favourite nickname, next to "pug" from her earlier Hogwarts days. At his next comment and seeing his eyes were still lingering on Greengrass, switches her sneer to be cast upon the young girl's turned back.* She can look, but she better not touch.*Regains her composure. Scans casually through the party crowd.* Older women, huh? Well hopefully for you, his fine wife will arrive shortly. *Sniggers, nodding to Arthur Weasley.* *raises an eyebrow as he looks over to who she's nodding at* Hm. I don't even know who that is. Looks like a fumbling waste of space to me. Am I right? I am usually right. But for now, I am quite content being in the company of you. And my fave Millie, of course. *winks at her with sparkling eyes and slings an arm around her shoulders* Still living here at the manor are you? Not bored of the Malfoys then? That's quite something. *goes to laugh as he looks at Draco but then holds back, a tinge of concern on his face* Merlin's beard he looks rather serious doesn't he. Hey Malfoy, loosen up a bit man. It's a party, not a funeral...
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Post by Draco Malfoy on Dec 3, 2009 21:52:36 GMT
*turns when he hears his name, then inwardly shivers at the word 'funeral'*
What? Oh, right. Yeah. Was just taking a breather, you know.
*furrows his brow as he feels someone staring at him and catches the eye of a woman he doesn't think he's met before, staring intently at him*
*feels uncomfortable, so his gaze naturally falls on Astoria's pretty face where he feels subconciously more comfortable, then realises she's looking at him too*
*finds himself half smiling and looking down towards the ground, almost shyly when compared to his normally forward, extroverted self when surrounded with his friends*
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Post by Sylvan Thails on Dec 3, 2009 21:53:55 GMT
*Sylvan watched the goings on, apparently her own voice lost in the din of the crowd. A glance to Lucius as she was standing close to Narcissa and Draco, currently and she turns. Looking over the flock of girls and Blaise.*
*Wondering how they would hold up during the attack as she lifts the skirts of her dress just a bit as she strides to the doors outside. Stepping out onto the veranda and pressing her hand to her head. Such anxiety and anticipation mixed poorly with strong wine. Looking at her glass and with a flick sends the contents off to one side.*
*Glancing down to one of the busy house elves.*
If you would, a cup of tea.
*Leaning her hands onto the edge of the railing and looking across the moon bathed gardens before her. Her thoughts her own as she seems to get lost in them.*
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Post by Pansy Parkinson on Dec 3, 2009 23:28:30 GMT
Really, the red hair wasn't enough of a giveaway? *Cocks an eyebrow at Blaise.* Ah, well, I am glad you prefer our company over the Weasleys'. *Drawls out the name.*
*Listens to Astoria's answer. Ahhh, there it was. She wanted to be a Healer. And possibly a Dark Healer? Smart girl, that one. Becoming a Dark Healer would definitely sport the Greengrass name well. Scoffs a laugh as Astoria mentions Divination.*
As if anyone could learn something from that old hag. Don't feel bad, I don't know of anyone who got astonishing marks in there. Not even Mudblood Granger. *Distastefully spits out the name.*
*Looks back to Blaise, then her eyes follow his as he calls over to Draco, who did look rather intent on this thoughts. Though still standing beside her two friends, she removes herself from what has now become Blaise's & Millie's conversation. Watches Draco, feeling a little concerned, but only her eyebrows displaying a hint of the emotion on her face. Rolls her eyes at seeing Astoria watching Draco, but continues to watch for their eye contact...*
Wha.. What was that? Was that a... a smile? A half smile nonetheless, but it wasn't an arrogant smirk? For 7 years I hardly got a smile out of him. And now he's looking at his feet. Why in Salazar's name does Draco look like he's... shy?! Has Draco gone soft? Merlin, I was only gone for a year! Surely he couldn't have changed in just one year after acting the same for 19.
*Glances away before anyone could recognize how long she had been looking in the same place. Eyes drift to stare at nothing in particular while her thoughts continue.*
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Post by Severus Snape on Dec 4, 2009 0:00:36 GMT
*Keeps his black beady eyes on the edges of the party, watching, waiting for a hint of the planned strike. Few of the guests are aware of the true events of the evening, and Severus' keen senses were telling him the time was near.*
*Carefully he inches closer to perimeter of the gardens, ready.*
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scarlet
Lady of Leisure
I Love the Slytherins!
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Post by scarlet on Dec 4, 2009 7:34:49 GMT
*turns when he hears his name, then inwardly shivers at the word 'funeral'* What? Oh, right. Yeah. Was just taking a breather, you know. *furrows his brow as he feels someone staring at him and catches the eye of a woman he doesn't think he's met before, staring intently at him* *feels uncomfortable, so his gaze naturally falls on Astoria's pretty face where he feels subconciously more comfortable, then realises she's looking at him too* *finds himself half smiling and looking down towards the ground, almost shyly when compared to his normally forward, extroverted self when surrounded with his friends* *Catches Draco's eyes and blushes, then walks over* Good evening, Draco. *Smiles and curtseys* Don't you look charming, like always? It's a wonderful party, isn't it? *Breaths deeply* Should have known you would have brought in a fancy beginning.
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Post by Kingsley Shacklebolt on Dec 4, 2009 16:46:06 GMT
*Kingsley raises his eyes to the newly guests*
Arthur, Baron... I'm glad I see you two here.
*Stands up tall and shake his friends hands*
I had to come outside. Some how, is chillier inside.
*Smiles kindly* *Eyes slide over to Kingsley as the wizard speaks up. He shakes his hand and nods as if he understands the chilly comment.* Did you really? I wouldn't doubt it. How've you been, Kings? I haven't seen you around lately. *Smiles, just trying to make friendly conversation. His head tilts back slightly as he looks up at the wizard.* Likewise my friend. I had been really busy at the Ministry nowadays.
*Looks down to his friend. He couldn't hide the weariness he was feeling*
Arthur... There's something I need to tell you.
*Looks around. Among them there were only Aurors, still, lowered his voice*
We have strong convictions that Nymphadora Tonks has been kidnapped by the dark forces.
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Annalessa Bordon
Hogwarts Alumni
"We are born alone. And we will die alone."
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Post by Annalessa Bordon on Dec 5, 2009 18:47:29 GMT
*After a moment of staring intently, and Draco obviously not getting the hint that she wanted to speak to him; Annalessa let out a barely audible sigh.* It seemed as if she would have to take the lead, much to her annoyance.
*making her way through the crowd of people, Annalessa kept her gaze fixed on Draco. Not even taking the time to glare at the Ministry workers. Smiling politely at him group of ' friends ', Annalessa cleared her throat delicately.*
"Excuse me Mr. Malfoy?..." She began her tone soft, yet monotone. So that it shouldn't be mistaken, she wished to speak of anything except business. Annalessa was all too aware of the female company hovering around. One in particular who's eyes barely concealed their possessive nature.
"Please forgive me my interruption...My name is Annalessa. Might I have a word...alone?" *A small smile came to her face, as she regarded the others with cold, uncaring eyes. Her tone sharper with hopes of him getting the hint, that the news she wished to share was not for the public.*
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Post by Daphne Greengrass on Dec 5, 2009 18:57:51 GMT
*Daphne's eyes widen and she lets out an indignant little cough, her astonished gaze moving from the newcomer to Draco, then resting on Astoria. She attempts to catch her sister's eye, giving her a 'Can you believe this girl?' look.*
*She holds her silence for now, not wanting to intervene against Draco's wishes. But if she is told to, she will gladly assist him and her sister.*
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Post by Draco Malfoy on Dec 6, 2009 16:04:32 GMT
*After a moment of staring intently, and Draco obviously not getting the hint that she wanted to speak to him; Annalessa let out a barely audible sigh.* It seemed as if she would have to take the lead, much to her annoyance. *making her way through the crowd of people, Annalessa kept her gaze fixed on Draco. Not even taking the time to glare at the Ministry workers. Smiling politely at him group of ' friends ', Annalessa cleared her throat delicately.* "Excuse me Mr. Malfoy?..." She began her tone soft, yet monotone. So that it shouldn't be mistaken, she wished to speak of anything except business. Annalessa was all too aware of the female company hovering around. One in particular who's eyes barely concealed their possessive nature. "Please forgive me my interruption...My name is Annalessa. Might I have a word... alone?" *A small smile came to her face, as she regarded the others with cold, uncaring eyes. Her tone sharper with hopes of him getting the hint, that the news she wished to share was not for the public.* *had barely taken breath to reply to Astoria when the woman interrupts, looks at her, then at the girls who appear to be glaring back at the woman* Um... Yeah. I guess so. Excuse me ladies. *pats his pocket to check his wand is in there (one could never be too careful with strangers, even if they were in your home) and moves away from the crowd, down a lesser lit pathway further into the gardens where the din of the party was faded, then turns to look at the woman calling herself Annalessa* Do I know you?
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Annalessa Bordon
Hogwarts Alumni
"We are born alone. And we will die alone."
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Post by Annalessa Bordon on Dec 6, 2009 17:26:13 GMT
"Perhaps not personally, but our parents are old friends. Mr. and Mrs. Bordon." *Annalessa turned to look at Draco, once they had reached a secluded place in the Garden.* "There's no need for alarm, Mr. Malfoy. I wouldn't take you from your company without good reason." She could see he was quite weary of her. Annalessa didn't blame him; but as mentioned time was valuable. She planned to get right to the point.
"I've come with News of Harry Potter....information that may help the Dark Lord." Her tone lowered drastically, to a faint whisper; in case there were prying ears. *Annalessa stared at Draco unblinkingly; gouging his reaction.*
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scarlet
Lady of Leisure
I Love the Slytherins!
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Post by scarlet on Dec 7, 2009 10:47:28 GMT
*Opens her mouth but sees Draco leave as she turns around, blushing a little to talk with her sister, Daphne* Do you know that girl, Daphne? I think I have seen her at Hogwarts, but no where else. She seemed so snooty, I don't know what to think! *Smiles and calms down* But I guess, Draco can do whatever he wants...
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Post by Gabriel Rosier on Dec 7, 2009 20:41:08 GMT
**Enters the room, assuming the form of "Gabriella," a striking blonde woman who tends to dress extravagantly. He wore a white dress lined with white fur, his angelic face painted for the occasion.**
**Keeps silent, scanning the crowd, deciding who he should attack when the time comes. While in a beautiful female body the choices were endless. No one would expect it.**
**Nods at Snape, his red mouth curling into a smirk.**
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Post by Daphne Greengrass on Dec 8, 2009 0:11:37 GMT
*Opens her mouth but sees Draco leave as she turns around, blushing a little to talk with her sister, Daphne* Do you know that girl, Daphne? I think I have seen her at Hogwarts, but no where else. She seemed so snooty, I don't know what to think! *Smiles and calms down* But I guess, Draco can do whatever he wants... *Shrugs, her eyes narrowed as she watches Draco leave with the girl then returns her attention to her sister, folds her arms. Whispers, not wanting the others to overhear* I don't know, Toria. I don't recognize her. But I suppose she was young when I attended Hogwarts, and I probably didn't her much attention.*Glances after the pair that have left them, then turns back to Astoria* Thought it seems Draco is. I mean...*Realizes that she has let her passive mask of indifference slip into a frown and quickly forces a neutral expression as her voice returns to a normal volume* But I suppose you're right. It's Draco's party, and he can spend time with whomever he wishes. *Thinks: But there's something about the girl that bothers me... I just can't place it. Addresses Pansy and Millicent, attempting to sound casual.* Do either of you know her? We're at a loss. *Watches the blond girl enter and offers her a smile before focusing on her sister and friends again.*
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Post by Anna Bellacoure on Dec 8, 2009 22:29:19 GMT
*continues her role as the social wallflower of the party and sits, drowning herself in random drinks, nonalcoholic of course, so as not to ruin her ability to miss a single detail*
*suddenly sees Draco Malfoy taken aside by some girl... whoever it was seemed to need to speak to him alone*
*stands quickly and carries her quill and parchment filled handbag with her*
*approaches the Daphne girl*
Excuse me, but do you know what that's all about?
*motions to Draco and the girl, attempting to be nonchalant and careless*
*is relinquishing her politeness and nonbusybodyish ways for the desire for a good story*
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