Padma Patil (![[info]](http://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} pellucid_lotus) wrote in ![[info]](http://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} eminor_macula,@ 2008-05-28 00:27:00 |
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Narrative
Who: Padma Patil and Theodore Nott
When: May 27, 2000, late in the evening
Where: Nott Manor
Status: In progress
Rating: PG
Summary: Padma floos over to thank Theodore (profusely.)
Padma threw her only sweatshirt on in a hurry. It was a faded and thin royal blue Puddlemere hoodie and the only one she'd ever been convinced to wear. (Oliver had done some rather pleasant convincing.) She was wearing the matching training shorts and she wouldn't deny that she had a very limited casual wardrobe - at least so far so far as Muggle wear was concerned. She had some casual robes, but all robes seemed dressy to her at times, and she certainly wasn't about to wear her grandmother's idea of casual. Really, not that it mattered. It was Theo and unless the man was perfectly and appropriately dressed at all times of the day, hopefully he'd be in casual attire as well. He'd better be, or else she'd feel incredibly underdressed.
She quickly flooed to Nott manor, unable to keep the delighted grin from spreading over her features as she stepped out of the floo. She bit her lip, trying her best to school her face into a serious mask as she looked about for Theodore. Still, despite her best efforts, the corners of her mouth kept turning up no matter how hard she tried.
Who: Padma Patil and Theodore Nott
When: May 27, 2000, late in the evening
Where: Nott Manor
Status: In progress
Rating: PG
Summary: Padma floos over to thank Theodore (profusely.)
Padma threw her only sweatshirt on in a hurry. It was a faded and thin royal blue Puddlemere hoodie and the only one she'd ever been convinced to wear. (Oliver had done some rather pleasant convincing.) She was wearing the matching training shorts and she wouldn't deny that she had a very limited casual wardrobe - at least so far so far as Muggle wear was concerned. She had some casual robes, but all robes seemed dressy to her at times, and she certainly wasn't about to wear her grandmother's idea of casual. Really, not that it mattered. It was Theo and unless the man was perfectly and appropriately dressed at all times of the day, hopefully he'd be in casual attire as well. He'd better be, or else she'd feel incredibly underdressed.
She quickly flooed to Nott manor, unable to keep the delighted grin from spreading over her features as she stepped out of the floo. She bit her lip, trying her best to school her face into a serious mask as she looked about for Theodore. Still, despite her best efforts, the corners of her mouth kept turning up no matter how hard she tried.