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ro__lestrange (ro__lestrange) wrote in doublecrossed,
@ 2009-08-05 01:42:00

Who: Rodolphus and Pansy (aka PROD, how awesome is that)
When: Wednesday
Where: The Lestrange estate
What: Rodolphus has some... questions. And things
Rating: TBD

Avoiding people was something Rodolphus did very well. Although he would never admit that he was hiding from a twenty-something year old girl, that was almost exactly what he'd been doing. Oh, if he happened to see Pansy he acted polite, of course.. but he wasn't actively seeking her out. She'd kissed him. It was entirely inappropriate. She was upsetting everything in his life and he was starting to think he was losing what little sanity he'd gotten back. He couldn't want such an insignificant fluff of a girl, could he? Nevermind the fact that he was practically old enough to be her father... she was irritating, and she whined. But he found himself thinking about her more often than not, which was almost more irritating than her actual presence.

Unfortunately, he'd made sort of a promise to her; that she would be given more of a role in his plans. Which meant he couldn't ignore her forever, no matter how much he'd have liked to. Just a few minutes earlier a house elf had been sent to summon her to the study, where he sat waiting, tapping his fingers against the arm of his chair, trying to remain relaxed and aloof.

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parkinsonpans
2009-08-05 09:11 pm UTC (link)

Pansy Parkinson had decided that she was going to go out tonight. She'd gussied herself up and was about to head out the door when a house-elf had delivered the news that Rodolphus Lestrange had requested her company. Now, Pansy had been pretty put out about the whole running away from her lips ordeal that he'd caused and had done, what she thought, was a good job at avoiding him since.

There was no way that Pansy Parkinson was going to let a man get away with what he'd done and feel proud about it. Or rub it in. So she'd been careful to not run into him at all. But, now she had to see him in order to conduct business. It wasn't going to be an easy task.

Arriving outside of his door, Pansy took a deep breath and looked down at the fancy black dress that she'd bought. It was short, but she'd been hoping to catch the eye of a man who would actually want her. Rodolphus would just have to deal. Without knocking, Pansy entered and took a seat in the chair across from him, crossing her legs. "Yes?"

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ro__lestrange
2009-08-06 04:06 am UTC (link)

Rodolphus had come to expect seeing Pansy looking well put together. He might have even gone so far as to say beautiful. But he was completely unprepared for her to enter the study looking sexy. He struggled against a normal reaction, like letting his jaw drop open, and merely raised his eyebrows slightly, nodding at the chair sitting across from his.

"Are you going out?" he asked, feeling rather stupid about the question. The answer was more than obvious, considering she didn't normally dress up quite so much just to meet with him. He supposed he couldn't begrudge her desire to interact with people other than himself, but he still felt a tiny little glimmer of jealousy at the thought.

	parkinsonpans 2009-08-06 05:08 am UTC (link)
	The Weasley girl? Pansy hummed as she leaned back with a nod. "Of course I do. Ginny Weasley. Filthy girl, really. She wore slacks instead of her skirts most of the time. Her parents probably couldn't afford to get her her own uniforms." Pansy folded one leg over the other slowly. "A conversation? What sort of a conversation?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	parkinsonpans 2009-08-06 10:37 pm UTC (link)
	Patterns and routines. Pansy smiled a bit to herself and nodded. She could think of several ways to spy on the both of them. And at that moment she wished she were an animagus. "Brilliant." Pansy nodded. "Do you happen to have any polyjuice potion?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)