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Tweak says, "Do The Noodle Dance"

nott_alone (nott_alone) wrote in eminor_macula,
@ 2008-06-17 15:18:00

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Narrative
Who: Theodore Nott & Guests
When: May 31, 2000
Where: Nott Manor
Status: In progress
Rating: TBD
Summary: The Party

Theo stared in the mirror, suit, check, fedora, check, smile, check. Truthfully he'd never been one for birthday parties, his own had always been quite affairs. Perhaps a few days later his father would take him out on a trip, that was his reward. But tonight was different, it wasn't about Theodore it was about the guests. Thanks to Robards he'd have Rita Skeeter pegging him as a lier, he should have guessed Robards would chicken out. But Skeeter wasn't to be the only drama of the evening, he hoped his old classmates might bring some of their prejudices along. It would make things interesting.

Fixing his cuffs he straightened his shoulders and grimaced, time to get this show on the road. The guests waited the doors closed to the ballroom and the upstairs blocked by a cord. He stepped out at the top of the stairs, waiting until the chatter quieted and eyes turned his way.

"Welcome, classmates, friends, business partners and reporters, tonight I hope you will enjoy yourselves to the fullest. To your front is the ballroom, which I do believe you all know how to use. Behind me are gambling rooms and other areas to lounge and spend your time. All donations there will proceed to the lovely Renya Everett's foundation. Any questions will be addressed by one of the staff working here tonight," he paused, "Have a good time."

With that the doors swung open, the cord fell and confetti rained from the roof. Music poured out of the ballroom, hardly distracting from the vibrant decor. Movies flickered on the wall in black and white, waiters carrying drinks of all types were dressed in costume to match the themes. It would at least, Theodore hoped, be a party to remember.

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woodatdawn
2008-06-22 08:15 pm UTC (link)

Oliver adjusted the stupid frill at his neck. Padma had been right, of course. He couldn't very well come dressed as someone from the American West because he wasn't Oliver Wood, he was James Crotchup and Crotchup did begin with a 'c' ('Damn, George and Fred and their idea of humor.') He already felt anxious enough as it was looking like James. He was worried about questions, suspicion and being discovered, however, he hadn't been lying to Padma when he's said the party would be a good opportunity to spy, not only on Aloysius, but on all the Ministry officials Padma has promised would be there.

He was pretty sure Padma was onto him regarding Lisa. The girl certainly wasn't oblivious. Still, Oliver had vowed not to compromise the situation with Lisa by trying anything in public. It was one thing to flirt with Lisa an hushed French at her home, but there were too many people here for him to be anything more than her French tutor. However, he did hope to seek her out. She wasn't the kind of person to be impolite and she'd surely introduce him to anyone in her group - which was excellent for Oliver. Still, he didn't like the reprimand Padma had given him before they'd left her flat. It was one thing to still be on amiable terms with one's ex, but she had no right to scold him for something he hadn't even done yet.

He watched as Padma glanced about the room, probably looking for the infamous Mr. Nott. Oliver hadn't met the man, but he wasn't impressed. Padma was acting as if he'd hung the moon, and while it wasn't an unattractive dress, it certainly wasn't so fabulous as to merit the gushing praise Padma had been throwing Nott's way. She rolled his eyes at her when she wasn't looking and turned to glance about the room himself. He wondered if George would be there. He really would like to talk to him about their plans, but it probably wasn't the best place for them to speak, no matter how hushed their tones.

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	pellucid_lotus 2008-06-23 03:50 am UTC (link)
	Not seeing Theo immediately, Padma turned back to 'James' and restrained the urge to elbow him as he fiddled. Were spies normally so visibly agitated? Padma rolled her eyes when James looked away and would have been vexed with anyone who commented on their similarities. "I'm going to find Theodore," she said to 'James'. "Stay out of trouble, I'll be back soon." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

nott_alone
2008-06-23 09:17 am UTC (link)

Theo headed down the stairs greeting guests with cool smiles and sympathetic nods if they offered a complaint. His eyes scanned the crowd for a friendly face, funny wasn't it? His own birthday party and no friends in sight. Finally he caught sight of Padma's distinctive looks. He moved through the crowd and gently grasped her elbow.

"Padma, how are you?" he asked with a smile.

It was then that a ruckus kicked up in the ballroom. He could just hear someone exclaiming about being branded, then a blond stormed from the room. Who was that now? Hailey..Hannah? Hannah Abbot that was it. Well, he'd have to send her some flowers, she'd provided a bit of tension to the evening, Theo grinned at Padma. "There's my drama," he said happily, at least Ms. Skeeter would have something to write about. So far he'd avoided her and probably her anger at the Minister not being in attendance.

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pellucid_lotus
2008-06-25 01:23 am UTC (link)

Padma grinned at the sight of Theo. She gave him a friendly hug before pulling back with an even brighter smile.

"I'm wonderful, but I think that mostly has to do with my beautiful dress." She was about to ask how he was, how he thought his party was going and if the Minister was going to attend as rumor had it, when Hannah Abbott went bursting through the crowd, knocking a waiter over as she did.

"Shit," she mumured, then quickly clapped a hand over her mouth. Damn Oliver and his rubbing off on her. She frowned, worried that there might be an undercover Auror in the crowd. She was more worried about Oliver than Hannah, as guilty as that made her feel. She quickly glanced about for Oliver and spied him standing in between Lisa and Hannah. She watched him lead Lisa outside and frowned before turning back to Theo. At least he seemed happy.

"You're enjoying it!" she tried to frown at him, but broke into a soft smile. "It is terrible though, what they're doing to them." She suppressed her smile and moved closer to Theo, keeping her voice low. "I thought the branding's were a rumor at first, but I suppose not. Do you think it's real?" Padma whispered, nodding towards the retreating Hannah. "Or do you suppose it's a clever glamour meant to cause trouble?"

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nott_alone
2008-06-25 02:27 am UTC (link)

"I can't help it, all these people who would've never given me another thought, suddenly this party will be all that's on their lips, it'll get people thinking, questioning, talking," he said with a grin. Theodore paused thinking at her question, normally he would've passed off some lie but Padma deserved his true opinions. "I'm not really sure, but I wouldn't be suprised, frankly I'll be lucky if I make it through the night without getting arrested," he paused glancing around them, but people seemed distracted enough, "The ministry put me through hell and back over my father's funeral and frankly I had to jump through quite a few hoops to get all the muggle stuff in here. I wouldn't be surprised if they rescinded my permits and hauled me off."

"Whether it's meant to cause trouble doesn't matter, it's the thought, what is our government doing to us?" he said with a frown, "What should they be allowed to do to us for our own safety?" Theodore shrugged and glanced away, furious once more at the thought of his father's bruises, the spells, the carefully cleaned flat. He turned back to Padma offering an arm, "Now, you're going to ruin the fun. Tonight's about teasing the Ministry, a thorn in the lion's paw. It should be fun, if all goes as planned."

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pellucid_lotus
2008-06-26 03:21 am UTC (link)

"I doubt an Auror would arrest you after letting Hannah walk free. I dope they haven't ambushed her at the door," she added in afterthought. "I wouldn't be surprised if they threatened you, however. I understand Mr. Pewter has been sent as a liaison to send the Minister's regrets?" Padma took his proffered arm and smiled, despite her worries.

"Well, in that case, I should hope you're going to ask me to dance. This dress deserves at least one turn on the floor."

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nott_alone
2008-06-29 03:33 am UTC (link)

"In fact, the Minister has already tendered his regrets," he said with a roll of his eyes, "Much to my irritation, though he did send some rather good wine over. Mr. Pewter is here as a personal invite of course, I await his comments on the event with baited breath." A downward slant of his mouth indicated displeasure with the entire idea.

But he moved into a smile quickly enough, happy she liked the dress. "My grandmother always said it was the woman who made the dress," he said with a smile, leading her towards the dance floor, "My grandmother also believed that every woman deserved two turns on the dance floor at least, one a friend, one a new acquaintance." A new song was just starting up and Theo inclined his head in a mock bow, eyebrows raised, smile tickling at his lips, "So, in following with her advice would you dance with me Miss Patil?"

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pellucid_lotus
2008-06-29 06:54 am UTC (link)

"He gave you wine?" Padma frowned, but didn't press the issue. However, her silence on the matter didn't stop the icy fingers from tracing over her neck. She took Theo's arm and gave him a smile, but her mind was on the Minister and his gift. Hadn't the Prophet blamed Nott Senior's death on wine? Not that she believed a word of it, but she wasn't as naive to think the Minister sent gifts without some deeper meaning. She wondered what kind of note he had sent with it, she wondered if Theo saw the meaning in the gift of wine as well. Still, if he didn't, she'd hate to ruin his night. He was obviously starting to enjoy it, very much so by the smile creeping over his lips. She gave him a curtsy before accepting his offer and moving into his arms to dance.

"Of course I will dance with you, Mr. Nott. How kind of you to ask." She gave him a polite smile, and though it was sweet and sincere, she was still worrying the thought of the Minister's gift in the back of her mind.

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