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Post by Lilith A. C. Lestrange on Jan 5, 2019 1:55:59 GMT
The evening moved along splendidly. The guests began to separate and Lilith wondered at what point did they stay while the younger witches and wizards moved on to have their own kind of fun. Lilith wasn't much of a drinker in public, that wasn't to say she couldn't handle her drink, she just preferred to drink alone and with her typewriter or whenever she was with her sisters of girl friends, but evenings such as this were cause for fun and entertainment. They were an evening of live performances from a specially selected troupe where the world was watching her behaviours. Anyone that mattered was here tonight and as such she had to be on her best behaviour. She had to prove herself worthy of the new name she had while at the same time keeping her husband happy. It was a hard line as he kissed her while groping her arse for all to see. At least they were away from the older, and far more judegmental crowd of parents, but she still felt she had to put on the act of perfection. This evening was about fun, and judging everyone for every little thing they did. Lilith would not be caught out tonight. "Darling," She chuckled having returned Rabastan's light, albeit sloppy, kiss. "This is hardly the place!" She'd rather hoped that her husband would be able to hold himself together tonight, if not for himself then at least for her. This was their first engagement as man and wife, she wanted it to be respectable in the very least!
As if on cue, Rodolphus approached. His hand sat on his whore's arse and Lilith couldn't help but see the family resemblance between the brothers. Being in the company of that other woman was rather grating on Lilith's nerves and she'd only said two words. The woman had no respect and no class. She was beneath all of them, even beneath Parkinson, and still the raven haired whore insisted on interacting with Miss Meadowes as though it might move her standing up in their world. Ha! Hardly. "Oh honestly, Roddy." She said with a light chuckle, positively cringing at the idea of tarnishing her in-law's home in such a way, though without a doubt Rodolphus probably had, several times over, although she'd really rather not think of such things. She and Rabastan would stick to their own home, their own bedroom, and their honeymoon suite, and that would be adventurous enough.
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Post by Lucian Angelus Marcel Burke on Jan 6, 2019 23:23:18 GMT
 Everyone deserves a little oblivion
Lucian had been looking forward to the Lestrange Christmas party for a while now. Their family had always been in attendance years prior but this year seemed more special, because he was properly related to the hosting family. His gorgeous sister had married the youngest Lestrange only a few weeks ago, and it would be the first time the siblings had seen each other since. He was looking forward to seeing his new in-laws and having his wife and sister spend time together now that neither of them were planning huge weddings. Lucian wanted them to get on well as they were both playing such important roles on his life and while she never said as much aloud, Lucian sometimes got the sense that Lilith wasn’t Clementine’s biggest fan. Depending on Clem’s mood swings this evening, tonight might not change much of that impression, that is, if they ever actually left the house. Lucian had been dressed and waiting patiently on his very pregnant wife for a while, being her sounding board as she flip-flopped several times on whether she would be going or not. In the end, they had made it and it was a spectacular party as always.
They chatted with friends and of course his parents’ friends had to come up and say hello as well, politely digging into news on his business and talking about their baby who was due any day now. After several handsy older ladies and a couple of gents had rubbed Clem’s belly raw, Lucian finally clued in that being touched by all these people was only agitating his wife. He was proud, and thoroughly relieved, that she had managed to keep her emotions intact this long, and when he saw the opportunity coming he tried to play defense for his wife as much as possible, placing his hand on his stomach before the offending party could reach her. He wasn’t always successful. Clem gave him the look and he pulled her hand to his lips and gave her a gentle kiss. “Are you sure you don’t want a glass of wine? I really think it would help with all of this,” he said as they turned away from the group of older witches and wizards and strolled away to a less populated area of the party. Clementine made a suggestion that honestly had been an hour in the making, and Lucian smiled at her. “I’m sure this place has plenty of empty bedrooms.” Had she not been in her current state, he might have suggested one of the toilets or a little cupboard somewhere discrete but a comfortable bed with more space would be a requirement if they were actually going to go through with screwing around in the middle of the biggest social event of the season.
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Post by Clementine Gabrielle Burke on Jan 8, 2019 4:13:07 GMT
"Mm, nah." She shook her head having pondered a glass of wine for a couple of seconds. Alcohol would only get her more in the mood and she most certainly did not need that. Clem was already switching from out of control horny to clinically depressed about ten times a day so adding a little alcohol to the mix, even the slightest, was probably going to be a bad idea. The suggestion of a room was perfect. Her husband was really proving himself these days and Clem was eager to run off and have some proper fun with her husband. She was massively pregnant, ready to drop just about any day now so she could easily claim she needed to rest and be believed. Undoubtedly the Lestranges had plenty of rooms in this ginormous house of theirs and Clem was more than willing to help herself to one of the rooms for a little lie down. Yeah, "lie down". There was no chance of that happening and she'd magically lock the door too to make sure they weren't interrupted. Oh the things she wanted to do to her husband. He was in for a world of pleasure.
"You know what?" She said with a small little smile although something clearly lurked behind the surface of innocence, "I do feel like I need a little rest for a couple of minutes. Somewhere quiet." Although it wouldn't be quiet for too long. Perhaps a silencing spell on the room would also be needed, if there wasn't already one in place. Clem had pondered about whether coming tonight was such a great idea but truly, it was. She'd enjoyed interacting with people, talking with friends and family, but this would certainly make the evening more worthwhile, all they had to do was find a room. "Perhaps we could find me a room so I might have a little lie down."
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Post by Lucius Armand Malfoy on Jan 9, 2019 0:05:20 GMT
Lucius imagined there would be quite the talk this evening surround Rodolphus and his choice of date. He was only looking to get a reaction out of people and the more it was brought up with him, the more he'd dig his heels in about the whole thing. An affair was one thing but you didn't make your mistress your new wife, especially not if the woman had been the one to kill your wife in the first place. Lucius didn't know Miss Meadowes all too well. Narcissa had naturally formed an opinion of the witch before she'd had the chance to even meet her, but if she wanted Lucius to have a word with his former brother in law, then he would but his concerns lay elsewhere as she complained of a sudden pain. Lucius' eyes couldn't help but widen slightly in concern. It wasn't well known that Narcissa was once again pregnant, it wasn't news that they wanted to share right now. They had had so many losses that to announce this babe would have been foolish. There was no telling just yet if this pregnancy had a hope, and even if it did, things could still fall apart, just as they had done with Carina. They were treading slowly and carefully through this pregnancy.
Narcissa played it off as hunger and Lucius' expression softened before her very eyes. He was still panicked but he wouldn't let on to his wife. He was sure he came across more panicked than not these days and tonight was about the both of them enjoying themselves. "Of course, darling." He trailed his large hand down over her slender back, kissing her on the top of the head, careful to avoid upsetting her hair-do. The last thing he wanted was to get into trouble for pulling a strand loose. "I'll be back in a moment." Lucius' eyes scanned the room as he left Narcissa standing alone. It was a terrible feeling to not be near her when at any moment she might experience some real pains, ones that might signal the end of yet another pregnancy. Lucius was holding it together and he tried so hard not to think about the pregnancy going wrong but it was as though it was a natural instinct, he even dreamt of different scenario's in which Narcissa lost the baby. It was so deeply ingrained into him that he was going to lose another child but he had something else to concentrate on, right now he was looking for puff pastry with spinach inside. Lucius spotted one of the servers and made his way over the young man, hoping Narcissa's craving didn't suddenly shift while he was fetching her food.
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Post by Narcissa Astrid Malfoy on Jan 13, 2019 20:01:55 GMT
 I offer love and loyalty I expect the same in return
All thought of Rodolphus and his whore were pushed from Cissa’s mind as she focused wholly on her sudden craving. She would never allow herself to become one of those pregnancy stereotypes that gained massive weight and thought solely about stuffing their face with all manner of unhealthy, greasy foods but she couldn’t help her current craving. The healer had told her it was normal, just as she had been told with Carina, but between the extra weight she’d already put on, the swelling of her feet, and the sudden bouts of overwhelming emotion, Narcissa was beginning to feel as though she was a disgusting mess and a shame as a wife. Lucius soothed those concerns by touching her gingerly and kissing the top of her head with just as much love and adoration as he had always shown her, even when her figure was perfection and she only ate respectful amounts. "Thank you, darling."
Lucius turned away to find a waiter and Narcissa happily gawked at his backside for a moment before a throbbing in her feet reminded her that she needed to sit down. A row of chairs lined a small section of the wall and Narcissa made her way toward them, smiling at people politely as she passed. Bugger, so close she thought to herself as her smile was returned a little too happily. She would have to do a bit more socializing on her feet, it seemed, and while there were thoughts in the back of her head that she hoped Lucius found her spinach puffs and returned to her swiftly with a logical excuse why they needed to sit, she also wanted him to be able to enjoy the evening as he would have any other year. Narcissa was torn, and frankly too exhausted from the evening to properly come up with an excuse out of the budding conversation that didn’t blame the pregnancy they were keeping secret, so Cissa smiled as if nothing was the matter and carried on as a proper lady should.
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Post by Lucius Armand Malfoy on Jan 23, 2019 1:22:40 GMT
Lucius spoke to the server handing out food. He pointed the young lad in the direction of his wife in a subtle manner so that no one might suspect that he was ordering the lad to serve his wife exclusively nor that he was singling her out in any way. Narcissa's cravings were becoming more and more frequently. Lucius could recall the times that her cravings with Corrine had seemed downright impossible to sate. He very much hoped that this time around things would be a little different on the cravings front. Her cravings did make him think but perhaps they had a daughter in store for them and honestly Lucius was excited at the prospect of having another daughter. Their time with Aurora had proven to him without a shadow of a doubt that having a daughter was a blessing and not the curse he had always thought it would be. Their child would be loved unconditionally. Not only would he and Narcissa love this child but this child would be loved by her aunt, uncles, and grandparents, as well as extended family. Lucius was certain Aurora would love a small cousin, she loved all things cute and small, plus it would be someone else for her to order about down the line, a thought that would make Lucius chuckle if he weren't in company.
Lucius knew that with each pregnancy there was less and less chance of another. If this one failed then they would have to find a new route to take to have the family that they both desired. That was if Narcissa could handle another loss. The beginning of this year had been frightful for Lucius and his mind he had gone to places he never wanted to visit again. Worst of all he'd gone to other women, something he'd never wanted to do in his marriage with Narcissa, he loved and respected her too much but it was a difficult situation to navigate because as a man he had needs and they were not being met while Narcissa was healing. Merlin's balls that made him sound like such a twat.
Giving the server boy clear instructions Lucius left the boy knowing he would fulfil his request or Rodolphus would not have him paid. He made his way back to Narcissa smiling and nodding as he passed by various people that made eye contact with him. Coming to a stop along side his wife Lucius slithered his hand onto his wife back. He smiled as she was speaking to others and he greeted them fondly, slipping into the conversation with ease as the food boy stopped a couple of people before them so as not to make a direct beeline to Narcissa directly after Lucius had spoke to him. Lucius hadn't wanted Narcissa looking like some greedy sow and he doubted she'd want such a reputation. He wondered how Narcissa was doing this evening for at the start of the year she had not been all that great, a night like this would not have been possible but he was glad that they were ending this year on a high. However pregnancy took a toll on her body, just as a miscarriages did, meaning he was cautious of her energy levels and ability to tolerate others. Lucius would be fine with calling it a night if she needed, even though he knew appearances were everything. They had to keep up with this or others would grow suspicious, it was just the way, but turning in for the night was something he was willing to do for Narcissa's comfort.
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Post by Finley Charles Avery on Feb 1, 2019 16:33:26 GMT
 Oh, Come, Al Ye Pureblood Dora's simple answer made Fin pause for thought. She was right. Usually Fin would have been the guy that just walked in and stole a girl away from her date without even thinking about it. It would be effortless. For some reason, Jovi made him hesitate since their time spent together at Lilith and Rabastan's wedding. It had been a long while since he'd looked at a girl and felt, well, something. Anything other than just lust. Jovi was incredibly beautiful, but he liked her for more than that, and the more time he spent with her one on one, the more things he discovered about her that made him admire her even more. Not only was she stunning, but she was fiery and confident, and a teeny bit crazy, which wasn't scary at all, but super attractive as far as Fin was concerned. He'd been impressed by her first kill in the summer, and she seemed to impress him more and more as time went on. So much so, that he was fretting over stealing a dance from her. "You're right," he nodded to Dora, shrugging himself off as though he could get rid of the weird hesitation he was feeling. It just wasn't him. "I don't know why I even asked," he muttered, more to himself than to Dora, but she knew him inside and out, she probably understood more than he did that it was because he was feeling... things. "You," he turned to Dora and placed his arm around her waist, leaning in to kiss the top of her head. "Be good." He nodded his head towards the back of the room. "I saw Liv over there earlier if you need a rest, I'm sure she'd sneak away with you." There were a few people in attendance who would take care of Dora if she needed it, but Fin knew Dora wasn't one for asking for help. She was pregnant, not dying, but if things got too much for her, he'd feel better knowing she was with friends, rather than people who looked down their noses at her. Without any more silly hesitating, he left Dora's side and crossed the room, placing a hand on Jovi's date's shoulder and greeting the guy with a broad smile as he turned to see who was disturbing them. "Hi," Fin beamed, sparing a quick glance at Jovi, who looked divine, before tilting his head to look her date over thoroughly, pursing his lips and shaking his head in blatant disapproval. "Nah," he sighed, "You're gonna have to find another date, you're just not up to scratch mate." He turned to jam himself in between Jovi and the not so lucky guy she'd brought with her. Was he wedding guy? It was possible. Fin hadn't paid too much attention to who she was with at the wedding. Maybe he was. Was he her boyfriend now? Bloody hell, he hoped not. Disgusted at the thought, he patted the guy on the shoulder firmly and gave him a little shove in a different direction. "Have a good night," he smiled, sapphire eyes turning to Jovi as he extended a hand. "Dance with me." It wasn't a question. _______________________ tag: Euphadora Rose Parkinson , Jovian Isobel Corrine Rowle and everyone! words: 571 outfit: Most eligible bachelor.notes: All I want for Christmassss is youuuuu! <3 [googlefont="Allura"] |
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Post by Jovian Isobel Corrine Rowle on Feb 2, 2019 2:48:25 GMT
The evening was going well enough. A little dull considering the company she had but she was sure things would liven up a little more in no time, either she'd ditch her date or have him do ridiculous tasks to keep herself entertained. Perhaps a game or dares was about due, encouraging morons like this guy to do something utterly ridiculous in the Lestrange home and around the grounds. There a few little traditions that these parties had and Jovi was certainly up for the main one - getting absolutely wasted. She was going to have a heck of an amazing time while looking incredible in doing so. Having been out a fair few times with her cousin Dora, Jovi had grown used to certain types of alcohol, typically anything mixed with vodka and preferably with a garnish and little umbrella because they were adorable and completely made the drink more fun. That wasn't to say she was good at handling it, just that she could handle about the standard amount, which was far more than she could have handled two years ago. A couple of fruity numbers and she wouldn't have stopped giggling, a third and she would have been completely drunk.
Her dance with tall and stupid was interrupted and Jovian felt her stomach do a back flip. A flitter of a smile graced her lips as her eyes lit up from the state of boredom that had been induced by sub-par company. As quickly as he happiness came, she suppressed it, looking casual as though she'd been having a fine ol' time with John, Clive, whatever the guys name was. Either way he looked confused but stepped aside after a firm shove from Fin who could have been getting himself in over his head if tried that kind of trick with someone that had even half a brain. Luckily for Fin Jovi wasn't on the lookout for someone with a large brain but rather a large appendage with which to have fun later in the night.
Gently Jovian hovered her hand above Fin's. There was no denying that he was handsome but tonight he was exceptionally handsome. He always looked incredible in a suit and his colour of choice tonight really made his eyes sparkle, "I suppose I could be charitable and accept your offer, just the once." It wouldn't be just the one if she had her way and his tone had not been a question, nor much of an offer at all and she approved very much. Her hand lowered and slipped into his with ease, sending surges through her body and making her heart positively pound. He'd been a shit last year at the New Years Eve bash at his club. He'd cut in front of her boyfriend and snogged her, right in front of him. Jovi didn't mind so much but she didn't appreciate that he'd barely said two words after the event. However she did very much like the way he'd pushed her date out of the way this evening, and the way he'd given her nearly his entire attention at her cousin's wedding.
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Post by Lucian Angelus Marcel Burke on Feb 3, 2019 5:15:27 GMT
Everyone deserves a little oblivion
A little lie down. Lucian smothered a smirk at his wife’s playful cleverness. No one would think anything of a woman as heavily pregnant as Clementine needing to excuse herself from all of the commotion of a party like this in order to rest for a moment. “Yes, let’s find you someplace quiet, sweetheart.” And far enough removed from the rest of the party goers that they wouldn’t be overheard. Clem’s moods were all over the place lately but the one thing Lucian always knew to expect in the last several months was for her to be ready to go at any moment. They had shagged many times before the wedding and plenty afterwards before they knew Clem was pregnant. It was hard for Lucian to really know at this point if the sex would always be this frequent and this willing or if this was all part of the added hormones in her system and the honeymoon phase of a brand new relationship. He tried not to be crass about it but he was becoming rather accustomed to the frequent tumbles and the spontaneous quickies and he certainly hoped they continued at the same rate after their child was born. Only time would tell but a man had needs and thus far Clementine was proving to be a proper wife on all accounts. Lucian escorted his wife away from the party and found them a suitable guestroom with a lock on the door.
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Post by Clementine Gabrielle Burke on Feb 3, 2019 11:42:56 GMT
Clem nodded as though trying to put on a convincing act of being a poor, heavily pregnant and exhausted woman. Admittedly it wasn't that far of a stretch and she did find herself getting quite tired at the drop of a hat sometimes, but right now that was not one of those instances. She left the party with her husband, or more left the main area of the party, they made their way through the stunning home that was clearly purchased as only a way to show off the wealth of the Lestrange family, and they made their way to a beautiful guest room. The moment they were in Clem pulled out her wand and locked the door. She turned around and practically pounced her husband, pulling him down to her height to kiss him, practically devouring him in her lust. She felt starved for his touch even though she most certainly was not.
Walking backwards towards the bed and pulling Lucian with her Clem worked on the buttons to his waistcoat. Why in the name of Merlin was he dressed in so many layers? She felt impatient and needy. She decided against unbuttoning the remaining buttons and she just pulled apart the waistcoat with a force most people wouldn't realise she was capable of. Buttons flung off and she made her way to the shirt, ripping that open too, her hands seeking his warm flesh as she fell back on the bed.
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Post by Finley Charles Avery on Feb 3, 2019 12:27:27 GMT
Oh, Come, All Ye Pureblood "We'll see about that." Fin's lips pulled up into a half smile as he led her across the room, far away from her date, and pulled her into hold for a dance, her hand in his, his other arm pressed to the bottom of her back. Just this once, indeed. If she thought he was buying her act, she had another thing coming. Playing hard to get was something he'd dealt with many times from women who thought themselves better than a one night stand. He usually managed to get around it, and after a certain amount of exposure to it it became blatantly obvious to him. He saw right through Jovi without any effort. She wanted him. She wanted him more than she would likely ever admit, and there was nothing she could do to deny it. The wedding had been enough to prove that, she wouldn't have spent the entire evening with him if she wasn't interested, and she was about to repeat it, even if she tried to pass it off as nothing. The music was slow and soft, and everyone in the room seemed to be busy with their own dates and conversations, Fin hadn't felt a single pair of eyes on them yet, aside from Jovi's pissed off date. Rabby was across the room with his hand firmly planted on Lilith's arse, his new wife looking brilliantly uncomfortable. Lucius and Narcissa were all smiles as they chatted to other guests, and he was pretty sure he had just seen the back of Evie Nott disappearing down the hall with a man practically glued to her mouth. And no sign at all of his parents, which was actually a shame, they might have liked to see him dancing with a pureblood princess. He leaned his head down towards Jovi's, lips near her ear, words just for her. "What are you doing bringing idiot dates to these things?" he asked. "Me rescuing you from mindless trolls is becoming a habit, anyone would think you were doing it on purpose to get my attention." His smile was mischievous as he turned his head slightly to better see her expression at his teasing. He knew she could dish it out, but could she take it? _______________________ tag: Euphadora Rose Parkinson , Jovian Isobel Corrine Rowle and everyone! words: 412 outfit: Most eligible bachelor.notes: All I want for Christmassss is youuuuu! <3 [googlefont="Allura"] |
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Post by Euphadora Rose Parkinson on Feb 4, 2019 7:27:14 GMT
 She was a little bit ruined a beautiful disaster but she was magic
Fin was acting like a lovesick teenager and if it hadn’t been so adorable, she would have thought it sickening. It was strange to witness her best friend catch feelings for someone, and even stranger that the someone in question happened to be her cousin. Luckily, Dora could read Fin like a book and she was close enough with Jovi to have an inkling of the girl’s feelings, so Dora felt confident in pushing them together. Strangeness aside, Dora liked the idea of Fin dating her cousin. They were equally outgoing, and Fin had just the right personality to handle Jovi when she was full on. If nothing else, his father, the pompous wanker, would be pleased to see Fin with someone other than Dora. Yes, she was pregnant, but she wasn’t dead and there were plenty of eligible wizards here to catch her eye. She’d be perfectly fine on her own while Fin played Casanova.
Dora tilted her head to let Fin kiss her gently and then nodded as he played the overprotective father role that was missing from her life. There was no rest for the wicked, but if she could find Liv she’d be pleased for the company. Turning to scan the ballroom, Dora didn’t spot the brilliant blonde and so she began to wander, leaving the party room to stroll through the impeccably decorated halls. The dining room was lovely, but the company seemed dull, so she carried on through the halls, finding herself in a more secluded area than she’d intended. The home was far too big to be practical, but Dora enjoyed it, it was a far cry from the tiny studio flat she called home. Passing several closed doors, she was certain she heard people shagging behind one of them, her pace slowing just a bit to live vicariously through whomever it was on the other side of the door for only a moment before she turned and headed back toward the party.
Fin and Jovi were looking the perfect couple, dancing in the parlour with a few other pairs. The Lestranges were clearly tipsy as they laughed heartily, and Dora gave a smile to the blonde witch who was Rodolphus Lestrange’s date. She’d enjoyed their chat earlier and Dora wouldn’t have minded striking up another conversation with the woman but Rabastan’s new bride was stood at his side and while Dora adored Lilith Burke for her sophistication and class, it was evident that the feelings were not mutual, so she stayed away. A much friendlier group stood on the other side of the room and Dora clicked her way in her impossibly tall heels over to the Malfoys and a couple who had been friends of her parents. “Luscious,” Dora cooed, running her hand on his shoulder playfully as she approached. “Narcissa, that dress is stunning,” she said, turning to the woman before she got any ideas. The dress was alright, if anything it made the typically thin woman look a little plump but while Dora often put her foot in her mouth, she wasn’t so daft as to say that out loud.
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Post by Jovian Isobel Corrine Rowle on Feb 4, 2019 12:55:47 GMT
Jovi was glad to let Fin take the lead, with her dates she always had to prompt them on what to do, how to handle her, how to keep her happy. There were usually things they were pretty good at that could only be done in public, but beyond that they really had no use, other than apparently making Fin what Jovi could only assume was jealous. Why else would he seek her out yet again? Merlin he was quite set on her. Perhaps it was just a sport, a little fun, a one night thing, she'd be up for that. She had found herself wondering for a couple of years now what Fin was like beneath the sheets but she'd been a student back then, she hadn't wanted to hook up with some club owner that was older than her. Well she had, but she did somewhat care about appearances back then and she didn't want to seem like some silly little school girl with a crush on an older guy. What was more a guy that wanted to date a school girl or just hook up with one? Creepy! So not the kind of guy she'd wanted to be in but now that she was graduated a few months things were a little different. She didn't have to base her thoughts and feelings about Fin just on his appearance, she actually had the chance to get to know him a little, something she didn't do with the guys she'd dated previously. To her a guy was just a fun time, someone to buy her pretty things and then she could just toss them aside when she was done. Fin didn't seem the sort of guy you could do that with. He was too smart to just be used.
They made it to a little spot worthy of dancing in. Things got intimate quickly as he leant in, lowering his head to her ear. She smirked a little, knowing she very well had a knack for picking rather moronic individuals to accompany her places. In fairness they were gifted in other aspects that she could enjoy. Wealth, just as an example. "Oh darling," She said with a breathy, softly, sarcastic toned laugh, looking as sweet as heaven as she gazed at him, her head tilted a little to look at his eyes that just seemed to sparkle from the fairy lights all around, "Everyone's a moronic troll to me." They truly were and Jovi wasn't afraid to admit it either. "I don't need rescuing," She assured him, although with her track record it didn't hold much weight, "I need challenging." A challenger was an exciting thought, someone to rival her, get her on her toes and keep her interested in more than his wallet. Right now her former boyfriends and dates all had one thing in common - their IQ's could rival that of a dirty mop.
Tag: Finley Charles Avery
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Clothes: When she was listening to her boring date
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Post by Narcissa Astrid Malfoy on Feb 5, 2019 7:40:36 GMT
I offer love and loyalty I expect the same in return
Cissa could tell that Lucius was worried about her. He was always a doting husband and at social events he played the part perfectly, requiring no acting on his part to make all the other witches jealous of her adoring husband, but tonight he kept closer than he might have were she not with child again. Hardly on her own for more than a few minutes, she felt Lucius’ large hand slide over the small of her back and she nestled in against him slightly, not putting on any real public display of affection that might put anyone off or think them common – unlike the Lestrange men who were pawing at their dates as though they were the last scrap of meat at the Donner Party.
A server came over to their group and Cissa’s eyes lit up as she spied the spinach puffs on the tray that she’d been wanting. Nuzzling ever so slightly more into her husband as a quiet little ‘thank you’, Cissa happily took a few of the treats off the platter and set them on a napkin in her hand. She would have liked to think in that moment that she cared about putting her best foot forward and would only eat one spinach puff and be done, but there were three on her napkin and she was so pleased that she hardly cared at all. She would nibble slowly on them to account for her greediness.
Half a puff was in her mouth when a chipper brunette approached and began caressing her husband’s arm. Dora was always too flirtatious for her own good, but Lucius was impossibly loyal and so there was nothing she needed to worry about. Glad for the distraction from their current conversation partners, Narcissa turned toward Dora, effectively shutting out the other conversation behind them. Cissa swallowed what was in her mouth and lightly ran her tongue between her lips to catch any crumbs before speaking. “Oh, its nothing compared to your dress,” she replied sincerely. “Black is so slimming.” From certain angles you could hardly tell the witch was pregnant, which only made Cissa feel even more bloated than she already had been feeling.
There was a twinge of jealousy that Dora, who didn’t even have a boyfriend let alone a husband, was able to parade around her baby bump and show it off while Narcissa was keeping hers under wraps. Everywhere she turned this evening there seemed to be some upsetting reminder that her life was not as perfect as it was meant to be. Proud pregnant women left and right, her sister’s murderer cozying up to her sister’s husband and daughter, and slender women in their form fitting gowns showing off the perfect figure Narcissa hadn’t had since before Carina.
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Post by Lucius Armand Malfoy on Feb 7, 2019 12:19:01 GMT
The way that Narcissa cosied in against him was heaven. He loved to have her in his arms and now that the party was a little less formal he could embrace her a little more. He wasn't the sort to go as far as Rodolphus and Rabastan and Narcissa wasn't the sort of woman to want those displays of affection thrust upon her in public, but Lucius supposed the boys felt comfortable behaving in such a way in their childhood home, they had years of experience of groping women about these halls, it was practically second nature to them now. Lucius would never feel so comfortable to be so forward with his wife in company. He was rather more reserved than his friends.
The clicking of heels heading in his direction caught Lucius' attention. He didn't turn his head, instead he stayed focused until the inevitable lull in the conversation came. He turned his head to see Dora striding on over to their company like she were some kind of model. Even pregnant she caused him some level of excitement. The way she greeted him, the way her hand ran over his arm. Lucius could admit to himself that he'd thought before of what it would be like to bed Dora Parkinson but that was truly a thought he would only ever keep to himself and besides now she was indeed most certainly pregnant with that little bump of hers on full display. Lucius rather enjoyed how daring and bold Dora could be. Despite all she had gone through and the hate she'd surely be facing for the position she was in, she was in high spirits.
The ladies exchanged comments on one anothers clothing and Lucius thought they both looked lovely this evening. It was strange to think that if all went to plan then their children would be born so close together. They would be at school together and quite probably close friends. Lucius wasn't sure how Narcissa would feel about such a thing but it was certainly a sweet thought. Of course the Burkes and Rosiers were also expecting and the idea of some many good lines being in his son or daughters school year was pleasing. Their vision of a better, purer world seemed so very within reach to Lucius at the moment and there wasn't a person here that wasn't along with the idea or actively making it happen, and that was a rather splendid feeling. "Good evening, Dora." He smiled pleasantly, "Enjoying yourself tonight?" Undoubtedly she would be, she could always be seen enjoying herself at a party, she was a social little butterfly.
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