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Post by Anna Bellacoure on Oct 29, 2009 1:58:16 GMT
*He takes her hand in his and bows his head, lifting her hand to kiss it.* You are welcome. Help yourself to beverages won't you. *He smiles in a way to show that he is about to make a joke* I hope any article you may write shines favourably upon me. *His smile returns to its formal politeness* I am hoping to show the world a reformed Lucius Malfoy. *nods her head slightly as he kisses her hand, feeling rather formal and grown up, but tries her best to act mature and not surprised* Thank you very much. And yes, *grins at his comments* any article would shine favourably on you. No need to worry. I won't be doing any writing tonight that's not perfectly positive. *pulls away from the conversation with a short...* I think I will get something to drink, if you will excuse me. *walks away and looks about for a house elf* |
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Post by Sylvan Thails on Oct 29, 2009 4:06:32 GMT
*Smiling softly as Sylvan steps away from Lucius and towards the tray of different assorted treats. Pursing her lips as she looks over them before chosing up one of the cheeses and nibbling at it before smiling.*
*Her head turns as she looks to the Aurors and smiles softly, wondering if she should press her luck with those trained to suss out when people are trying to hide their true natures. She takes a sip of her wine and considers the events. She should mingle and make herself known.*
*Approaching Kingsley and Ken and the newly arrived Remus Lupin after taking a calming breath to ensure her courtly 'mask' is securely in place.*
Excuse me...you are both Aurors, yes?
*Her accent thick in her voice as she looks to them.*
Forgive my forwardness, but you carry yourselves like duelers. My name is Sylvan Thails, recently come to England. I'm quite curious of the Aurors, I have heard that the training is something quite exceptional. That is...if I have not made a great fool of myself in my assumptions.
*It truly was a subject she was interested in. She was intensely proud of her ability to duel at her age...thanks to her father's demanding nature that she be as perfect as possible. So the mettle of the Aurors (aside the one she had found in the alley).*
I am glad that you accepted Mr. Malfoy's invitation...I have hope that you will aid him.
*She blinks and blushes softly at that and seems the world to have looked like she's said too much.*
Forgive me...it is not my place to say such things.
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Post by Narcissa Malfoy on Oct 29, 2009 6:50:55 GMT
*Descends the staircase, a hand hold edge of gown.*
Forgive my lateness. What kind of Hostess would I be if I were not fashionably late?
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Post by Kingsley Shacklebolt on Oct 29, 2009 10:48:20 GMT
Surprised? Yes. Quite surprised the Malfoy's even know who I am. It's not like I'm as high ranking and well known as you. Though this is a nice place. Don't you think it's odd that we've been invited to this?
*Kinsgley couldn't help noticing the oddness of the Malfoy's behaviour. Takes a sip from the glass*
I wonder if they are in fact enjoyed for having us here this evening.
*Sees Remus clearing the path towards them. Seemed somewhat dazzled*
Remus... You're here as well?
*Kingsley smiles fondly. "One more light among the darkness" He thinks to himself* |
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Post by Barty Crouch Jr on Oct 31, 2009 12:32:22 GMT
*Apparates in surrounded by black smoke, his recent customary glare on his face*
*Looks around, trying to locate the nearest source of firewhiskey*
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Post by Severus Snape on Oct 31, 2009 23:28:30 GMT
*appears suddenly and quietly in equal measures beside Lucius, conveniently catching him alone*
*speaks in a low, soft tone, his black beady eyes scouring the 'party area'*
So, it seems you have quite a gathering. I do hope your... pretences.. do not falter after one too many cherry liquors.
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Post by Narcissa Malfoy on Nov 2, 2009 4:23:52 GMT
*Apparates in surrounded by black smoke, his recent customary glare on his face* *Looks around, trying to locate the nearest source of firewhiskey* *Pours out a glass of Firewhiskey from a crystal stopper and hands glass to Crouch* Mr. Crouch welcome to are humble home. Let me speck for my husband and myself to declare how happy we are to have you. *Goes over to Snape* Professor Your in good health I presume? |
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Post by Millicent Bulstrode on Nov 2, 2009 16:24:23 GMT
*Watches Pansy enter and smiles as her dress is beautiful, she never fails to impress*
*Answers*
I know, I wasn't expecting them all to turn up!
*Sees Daphne come towards them and smiles, whispering to Pansy*
Here comes Daphne, at least she's not wearing yellow this time.
*Giggles at the memory*
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Post by Pansy Parkinson on Nov 2, 2009 17:11:17 GMT
*Stifles a giggle at Millicent's comment, turning to follow her gaze.*
*Sees Daphne approaching them and smiles at her.*
Hello Daphne, I'm glad to see you made it.
*Watches Narcissa descend down the staircase, her eyes fluttering over the woman admirably.*
We should greet Narcissa soon. It will probably take her a while to make her rounds though.
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Post by Barty Crouch Jr on Nov 2, 2009 18:39:23 GMT
*Nods to Narcissa, gratefully taking the firewhiskey*
Thank you, Narcissa. Glad to be here.
*Sips the firewhishey, sauntering over to Millie and her young friend*
Ladies...
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Post by Lucius Malfoy on Nov 2, 2009 19:37:54 GMT
*appears suddenly and quietly in equal measures beside Lucius, conveniently catching him alone* *speaks in a low, soft tone, his black beady eyes scouring the 'party area'* So, it seems you have quite a gathering. I do hope your... pretences.. do not falter after one too many cherry liquors. Never fear Severus. I shall remain quite in control tonight. Speaking of which... *As his beloved wife speaks to Snape, he quickly darts over to Crouch.* *He drags him aside away from the guests and quietly speaks to him.* What the blazes are you doing here? Should you not be gathering with the others? |
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Post by Barty Crouch Jr on Nov 2, 2009 19:49:53 GMT
*Looks at Lucius, the firewhiskey clear in his eyes*
Don't get your knickers in a twist, Lucius. No one will recognise me. No one cares about me any more...
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Post by Ken Bonobo on Nov 2, 2009 20:09:23 GMT
*Smiling softly as Sylvan steps away from Lucius and towards the tray of different assorted treats. Pursing her lips as she looks over them before chosing up one of the cheeses and nibbling at it before smiling.* *Her head turns as she looks to the Aurors and smiles softly, wondering if she should press her luck with those trained to suss out when people are trying to hide their true natures. She takes a sip of her wine and considers the events. She should mingle and make herself known.* *Approaching Kingsley and Ken and the newly arrived Remus Lupin after taking a calming breath to ensure her courtly 'mask' is securely in place.* Excuse me...you are both Aurors, yes? *Her accent thick in her voice as she looks to them.* Forgive my forwardness, but you carry yourselves like duelers. My name is Sylvan Thails, recently come to England. I'm quite curious of the Aurors, I have heard that the training is something quite exceptional. That is...if I have not made a great fool of myself in my assumptions. *It truly was a subject she was interested in. She was intensely proud of her ability to duel at her age...thanks to her father's demanding nature that she be as perfect as possible. So the mettle of the Aurors (aside the one she had found in the alley).* I am glad that you accepted Mr. Malfoy's invitation...I have hope that you will aid him. *She blinks and blushes softly at that and seems the world to have looked like she's said too much.* Forgive me...it is not my place to say such things. *He noticed the unfamiliar woman smile from across the room and was curious as to why she would approach them.* *He listened as she introduced herself and sensed her eagerness to learn about them.* *He was curious about her last statement about 'helping Malfoy'. It seemed an odd thing to say. After all they were at a party.* *As usual he decided not to make use of his powerful mind reading skills, in favour of being a polite and decent person.* No harm done. Pleased to meet you. We are Aurors yes, I should have thought you'd recognise my esteemed colleague Kingsley Shacklebolt. Myself however, I'm a much more behind the scenes kind of guy. Ken Bonobo. *He holds out his hand to shake and wonders whether women of her stature shake hands or do something else.* |
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Post by Lucius Malfoy on Nov 2, 2009 20:15:22 GMT
*Looks at Lucius, the firewhiskey clear in his eyes* Don't get your knickers in a twist, Lucius. No one will recognise me. No one cares about me any more... *The tone in his voice becomes more stern as he speaks through his teeth.* Of course they will. Out there are high ranking Aurors. Aurors you have fought against. Of course they know who you are and where you stand. *His tone returns to a calmer more friendly one.* I am trying to show myself as an upstanding Ministry loyal citizen. I am not to be seen around the likes of you. Of course Barty, you are welcome here any other time you wish my friend. |
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Post by Anna Bellacoure on Nov 3, 2009 0:15:26 GMT
*circulates the room, just sort of getting the layout of the place, noticing entrances and exits, as well as people and decour*
*sees Mrs. Malfoy enter but does not approach her, seeing as everyone seemed to be very busy in their little groups*
*stands patiently, sipping a bubble juice and waiting for something interesting to catch her eye* |
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