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Terence Higgs (justhiggs) wrote in sixdegreesrpg,
@ 2009-05-26 15:03:00

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-1999 may, pansy parkinson, terence higgs

RP: A Hole In The Ground
WHO: Terence Higgs, Pansy Parkinson
WHERE: Terence's flat, perhaps elsewhere
WHEN: Tuesday evening
WHAT: Challenge thread: Like a hole in the ground Pansy decides she's had enough of Terence's unSlytherin-like behavior
RATING: S for Slytherin
WARNINGS: Terence's closet Drama Llama tendencies.
STATUS: Started

He hadn't taken the ring off yet, only used a series of glamors and disillusionment charms to hide the fact that the tacky ring was still around his finger. He didn't even know why he was wearing it--they'd been married only fifteen days, annulled already for half that length of time--and it wasn't like it had been a real marriage. Just a mistake, born of too much alcohol, adrenaline and lust.

But it didn't change the fact that despite knowing annulment was the best, only, option, he couldn't help but think that they'd made a mistake. They had a child together, a history. He couldn't deny the fact that for a good chunk of his teenaged years, his future had been built upon the assumption that they'd be together.

But she'd wanted the annulment. Had asked, with tears in her eyes, for one. Explained that she loved him, always would, but they were destructive together. Always had been.

And he couldn't deny that was partially true. Since he'd known her, he'd always been torn between kissing her and throttling her.

They were different, wanted different things, and the only thing they had in common now was Mickey.

And so he'd signed the papers, and they'd arranged a mutually beneficial custody agreement, and hadn't spoken since, other than to exchange hello's and any news about Mickey when they swapped their child around between them.

Mickey, with the resilience only children had, quickly got over the fact that her parents weren't married, and bounced through life happy that she now had two homes. "Two beds, two sets of toys, and two closets!" She'd exclaimed, hugging Terence's legs, and bouncing off again in pursuit of the dog.

That had been days ago, and he hadn't seen her since, as Verity and her parents were off on some sort of annual family adventure. He'd tried filling his time with work, but the Obliviators were going through a slow period, and most of the time was taken up with paperwork and placing bets on when Newton's good mood was going to fade--Terence had even money on the seventeenth of June, after Hogwarts let out for the season and Muggleborn students thought it was great fun to show off their new found skills to their Muggle friends.

He'd spent hours riding MacHugh hard, until both he and the horse were exhausted and covered in a fine sheen of sweat. His mother had frowned at him when they'd returned, but Terence had ignored her in favor of cooling MacHugh down slowly and pampering him with an hour and a half of grooming in apology.

For the most part though, when he wasn't working or out riding, he was at home. He'd been ignoring everyone, not even bothering with the journals recently, mostly because he didn't want to answer their questions. He was not, however, wallowing, even if he hadn't bothered changing out of sweat pants and a tank top after his after work run. And if he hadn't shaved in a few days, well that was no one's business but his and his face's.

However, even he knew it was only a matter of time before one of his well-meaning but interfering friends stopped by. And, it seemed when there was a demanding knock on the door, that time was now.

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violatricolor
2009-05-26 04:10 pm UTC (link)

Tough Pansy was on nebulous ground with some of those from her former house, there were a few she actually did give a damn about. Yes, they were snakes, and thus prone to rear back and bite each other at a moment’s notice from time to time. But even amongst serpents there was often a certain sense of honor and obligation. With Terence’s sudden silence and disappearance from the journals, there was little doubt in her mind as to exactly what the cause was. Or at least, exactly who the cause was. Honestly, if he was going to sit at home and brood and torture himself, he might as well do so over a woman well worth it. This was Verity DeLuca they were talking about for Merlin’s sake. That’s not to say she thought Verity was the worst choice around. There were several that ranked well under her- but at the same time there were others much more worthy of such woe over losing if Terence was absolutely determined to torture himself over a woman. And it certainly didn’t seem that Verity cared, or she’d stop acting like such a silly little bint and not put Terence through this in the first place. In any event, Pansy would not allow someone who in her eyes was one of the more respectable Slytherin alumni mope about like some forlon Hufflepuff. They have an image to uphold here, dammit. And a well deserved one at that.

There was never really a doubt in her mind as to whether or not Terence would be at home. After all, there were only so many places he could feasibly be, and this was the best place to start. It’s also possible that a certain few mothers had their tongues wagging about a few things and while Pansy was tired of hearing about it she had used the gossip to clue her in on a few things. Her not to be ignored knocking was answered eventually, and she had to blink a few times at the state of the man who answered the door. “Terence, what on Earth are you wearing?” Perhaps not the best beginning to an intervention of this type, but the question begged to be asked.

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justhiggs
2009-05-27 08:17 am UTC (link)

Higgs sighed. He should have known Pansy would be the first. It was typical, and he moved aside to let her in, knowing that she'd just push past him anyway.

"I'm wearing clothes," he said, shutting the door behind her. "What's wrong with what I'm wearing?" He looked down, and yeah there was a little stain on the shirt, and the sweatpants themselves were old and ragged at the edges, but there wasn't anything wrong with that. He scratched his face, feeling the roughness of the almost-beard and resigned himself to shaving tomorrow. If he felt like it.

"What are you doing here, Pansy?" he asked, though he thought he probably knew the answer. "And haven't you heard of the Floo?"

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violatricolor
2009-05-27 05:57 pm UTC (link)

While she did have a very full social calendar, not being occupied with work or school meant Pansy probably did have a bit more spare time than some of Terence’s other friends. And it was a good thing he knew her well enough to know that she would not be ignored. Breezing her way in, she took a subtle look around at the state of the place before turning to Terence again.

“What’s wrong is that you look like a vagrant who just shuffled in off the street.” Maybe that was exaggerating a little but this was ridiculous. “Have you really been moping that badly?” Before he could answer, she shook her head and gave an almost dismissive wave of her hand. Not the question to dwell on right now. Baby steps might be better. “I am here to do my friendly duty and snap you out of this- whatever it is you’re wallowing in right now. You’re better than this, Terence. And you know it. Trust me, that is not something that I say to very many people and it should be taken as the compliment it is.” As grandiose at is sounded that actually wasn’t an exaggeration. There were only a select few people Pansy did think that highly of and to see one of them torturing himself was not sitting very well with her.

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	justhiggs 2009-06-08 09:51 am UTC (link)
	Terence couldn't help but grin. For some reason, no matter how he was feeling, Pansy could always make him smile. Usually with a bit of irritation, and this was no different. "I went for a run, actually, and I'm not moping." He refused to admit it at least. "You didn't have to come all the way over here." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

violatricolor
2009-06-09 08:28 pm UTC (link)

“Yes, trust me, I am so convinced that is why you have not cleaned yourself up yet.” Him not admitting or even touching on the matter that was at the core of all this wasn’t that much of a surprise to her. Even if he was one of the more- ‘reasonable’ – perhaps, members of their former house, he was still a Slytherin and there was always going to be a pride factor there regardless.

“And as you have effectively disappeared from the journals, it seems that I did have to. Besides, I did have a bit of free time today, so why not stop in and see a friend in need? You know how I do love to indulge my charitable nature from time to time.” There was a smile with that. Pansy was certainly not known for her kindness to strangers, or even her kindness to people she knew to a certain degree. That didn’t mean there weren’t exceptions to the rule. “Now, where do we need to start? You do have house elves, don’t you? They should be put to proper work.” Making sure his surroundings aren’t mirroring his personal appearance is a good priority.

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