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This was not an ideal position to be in but it was somewhat expected. The Dark Lord was suspicious of her and she'd not been able to keep her head down and just let others handle a situation they may not have been all that informed about. She'd managed to get a head start on clearing the house, something time could have been wasted on had she just waited and watched. "The morgue of St Mungo's I presume, my Lord. I didn't stick around the hospital after I tied up the loose end." The loose end had certainly been tied up, however not exactly in the way she was insinuating. The Order had taken over care of the boy although all accounts would suggest that he was deceased.

Tag: Lord Voldemort
Notes: <3
Outfit: Cutie in black. Minus the handbag. Who even needs a hangbag when visiting the great Lord Smoldermort!

Dorian Michael Humbert

The house was all ready. Dorcas had left the decorating to her mum, who in turn had relied heavily on Dorcas’ dad to get it all done in a timely fashion. Dorcas wasn’t much of a party planner, she wouldn’t have bothered doing this for anyone other than her own parents or one of the kids, but here she was, throwing a party for Dorian at Julian’s request. Dorcas was highly suspicious as to why Jules had wanted to throw Dorian a party, and at her place of all locations. Dorcas wasn’t going to question too deeply because she didn’t want to spend any more time than necessary talking with the conceited twat, plus the idea of making it a surprise party for the person in the world that would probably never want a surprise party was all too irresistible to pass up. Yes, she could have told him to ‘fuck off’, but at the end of the day she liked Dorian, he wasn’t a total twat, even if his estranged-no-more half-brother was.

“Looks great.” Dorcas acknowledged. Her parents had done a great job and Dorcas had had zero input so she moved a vase slightly, sipping at a pint in her hand that was nearing the bottom, white bubbles on the side of the glass indicated it had once been full. That was enough effort on her part. “I’m gonna get dressed. Welcome anyone that comes and whatever.” She said as she walked off.

Dorcas finished her pint as she walked up the stairs and down the hall to her bedroom. It didn’t take her long to get ready but it was definitely time for another drink. She’d had Ariel this afternoon for a play date with Aurora. It gave a non-suspicious reason for Dorian to come over. Dorcas had considered getting Geralina to bring him along, but there was no way Dorcas could see that playing out subtly. Geralina was a good secret keeper, but why the hell would she bring Dorian to Dorcas’? Made no sense, and any reason that could be thought of would rouse a slight inkling of suspicion. Ariel having a play was much more reasonable and Dorcas was teaching her to ride a horse. Whoever had taught Aurora was bloody stupid and Dorcas wasn’t going to let Ariel get the same shitty lessons. It was hard enough trying to correct Aurora’s posture, although part of that was because Aurora was bloody stubborn and believed she knew best on all matters.

When Dorcas came back downstairs, Aurora ran over in her party dress, little Ariel not far behind, “Door-kiss!” Ariel called, “Where’s daddy?” Asked Aurora, stopping in front of Dorcas, talking over Ariel who was still making her way over, “I dunno. Work, maybe?” Dorcas said with a shrug, knowing full well Roddy was elsewhere for at least the next hour or so, possibly even all night “But he should be at the party!” Demanded Aurora, stomping her foot, crossing her arms and frowning, “I know. You’ll have to tell him off for being late when he gets home.” She said. Aurora nodded. Ariel finally made it to them with a big grin on her face, her cheeks looking chubbier than they actually were, “You girls looking positively stunning, tonight. What an absolute pair of Princesses you make. Now go play and I’ll see if I can get hold of dad.” She said, nodding her head for the girls to bugger off already. She loved the pair of them but she needed another drink, not more shitty whining from Aurora about Roddy, who didn’t even know about the party in the first place thanks to Dorcas deciding he didn’t need to know anything about it, after all, he and Dorian weren’t friends so why should he get an invite?

People had arrived while Dorcas had changed and while she was getting herself another drink, more people arrived. She’d kept the thing family friendly even though she’d really wanted to hire Dorian a stripper. The kids had a playroom set up with some entertainment and the adults had a bar with a bartender. There was ten minutes until Dorian was due to arrive. Dorcas had told people to get to her place early and thankfully for all involved Dorian was a punctual individual, still Dorcas insisted that if they were running late, they had to wait, until after Dorian had arrived, to join the party. “Places!” She called. “I can hear his jaw clenching from here.” She said, putting her pint down, after a final sip of course, and ushering everyone into the party room that was set up. The entrance hall was all business as usual. Dorcas had Mitsy or Booboo, whatever the elves were called, ready to answer the door and show Dorian to the lounge where they’d flick the light switch and everyone would yell ‘surprise’ at the hopefully unsuspecting auror that would hate every thing about this evening although wouldn’t show it beyond a clenched jaw and a look he gave Dorcas on a bi-daily basis that always translated to her as ‘let’s fuck’, but really probably meant, ‘what the fuck, are you serious?’. Potaytoes, potahtoes.


Tag: Julian Astraeus Blackthorne & Tristan
Emily Jane Meadowes & André Daniel Meadowes
Geralina Amara Drake +1
Christopher Erebus Devereaux +1
Freya Isis Fawley & Gabriel & Isabella
Mimette Noelle Winters +1
Caradoc Bernard Dearborn +1
Leonardo Valerio Zabini +1
Alastor Jude Moody & Clarice & Alice
Antoine Louis Yaxley +1
Jasper Ignatius Flint +1
Notes: <3
Outfit: Happy Birthday, Mr Hummmbert.

"Fine." She said, rolling her eyes not-so-subtly. Dorcas had thought strippers would be a fun idea but apparently this thing needed to be child friendly. Well she could manage that. The ballroom would be too huge given the small amount of people they'd be inviting. It was designed for a hundred people or something ridiculous, anything less than seventy five and the room felt empty, sixty was really the bare minimum and going off the top of her head, she could only think of about 30 people that would be there. She'd have a look once she was home to decide if she should rearrange the lounge or dining room or some other bloody room they had. There were so many rooms in that place that Dorcas was certain she hadn't seen them all. "Later." She said, pushing her chair out and standing up, her bag already in her hand. She couldn't imagine there was much more for Jules to talk to her about, he'd asked a favour so surely a second would be pushing his luck too far, so Dorcas left the table, heading back to work to start making a guest list. Ugh. She supposed she'd have to invite Kit along. While she hated the twit, he and Dorian seemed pretty close. At least she'd have a buffer as he was also close (or at least as close as Dorian ever got to anyone) to a couple of other people she much preferred.

Tag: Julian Astraeus Blackthorne
Notes: <3
Outfit: Bite me.

"You girl." Dorcas pointed her hand at a formal looking red head who clearly had a large stick up her arse. Dorcas knew the majority of people in the gallery, she'd done her homework and she knew that Amelia Greengrass was the one to talk to about purchasing the pieces, "Come here." She said in her most hoity-toity voice, summoning the girl with her finger. "This is to be mine." She said, pointing to a piece that she didn't give a crap about but she'd see to it that every last piece was bought. The night was still young in Dorcas' late eyes, and so she was wanting to give Quinn's pieces a chance to go to genuine buyers before she snapped up what was leftover.

Tag: The attention of everyone, obviously!
Notes: <3
Outfit: Bombshell

Dorcas was regretting agreeing to a meeting with Julian. He was a dick. She should have told him to fuck the hell off, or maybe even just ignored him but no, she'd given him a chance and he was repaying her by wasting her fucking time. He was the dickiest dick, so while he chewed, Dorcas started breaking up her cookies, popping a bit into her mouth every now and then and finishing way before Julian was done being a dick. When Julian finally got around to asking for what he wanted, Dorcas had fully broken up her cookies on the plate. Before she answered she started throwing crumbs at Julian, wondering how much he wanted to use her place but it was a short-lived thought as she answered almost immediately, "Sure." She said, continuing to throw crumbs at Julian, not caring what the fuck he wanted her house for but she damn well wasn't going to tell Roddy that Jules wanted their plave for whenerv or however long, although she wouldn't mind knowing when. "When?"

Tag: Julian Astraeus Blackthorne
Notes: <3
Outfit: Bite me.

Dorcas wasn't really keeping an eye out for Julian but she spotted him swaggering in regardless. He joined the queue that was a mile long and Dorcas just rolled her eyes. Of course he was going to get food and inconvenience her rather than get to the fucking point. Still, she'd just started her lunch break and she had an hour to kill, if he wanted to waste her time fucking around, then it wasn't going to be her fault if she had to leave. Then again, Dorcas had never been one to actually care about what time she got back from her breaks, but in all fairness she did way more overtime than she ever got paid for and she was always on the job, even on her days off, so really what was an extra twenty minutes here and there? Or hour? Or couple of days?

Polishing off her pastie as Jules sat down, Dorcas brushed her fingers off over her plate before she picked up her napkin and wiped her hands and mouth. She dabbed the corners of her mouth as Jules mentioned her height. "All the better for punching you in the dick." She picked up a cookie and took a bite, the cookie was soft and almost gooey, it almost fell into her mouth and there were few crumbs to fall away. The second the chocolate chips touched her tongue they started to melt and Dorcas decided then that even if Jules was a total bell-end, she could block it all out thanks to her precious, precious cookies. "Wha' doo oo wan'?" She asked, chewing away. She owed him no pleasantries and quite frankly, she was suspicious as hell as to why he wanted a favour from her. She didn't care what the favour was, it was just strange that he would request her help.

Tag: Julian Astraeus Blackthorne
Notes: <3
Outfit: Bite me.

The Ambrosia Lounge was quite possibly Dorcas' favourite place to come with Tersha. They got to drink a fuckload of upscale floofy-fancy drinks and if they passed out then it was no big deal! Dorcas' uncle owned the place and while she wasn't on frequent speaking terms with the bloke, she was certain he wouldn't just kick her - or Tersha - out like he would all his other customers, after all, not only were they family but Dorcas and Tersha put a lot of coin into the tills, giving The Ambrosia Lounge a decent amount of their earnings when they hit the town. Tonight Dorcas was catching up with Tersha because she had news to share, news Dorcas figured Tersha wasn't going to take all that well but news she had to be told nonetheless. Dorcas was a tad on the secretive side about a lot of things in her life, however Tersha was someone she always told things to ... eventually. And this whole pregnancy malarkey was something Tersha was going to better off learning about sooner rather than later. Specifically getting herself to the bar a little earlier than Tersha so she could knock back a little liquid courage, Dorcas sat at the bar with her third cocktail in front of her. Perhaps she should have slowed down a little, she'd only been there for five minutes, but with the cocktails so easy to drink and Dorcas figuring ... wait, what was she figuring again?

Tag: Tersha Alara Knight & anyone else that fancies tagging along!
Notes: <3
Outfit: Mummy to be!