|Michael Corner (mike_corner) wrote in wished,|
@ 2010-06-29 16:50:00
|Entry tags:||!2003: 06, !complete, michael corner, pansy parkinson|
Who: Pansy and Mike Corner
Where: Their flat
What: Mike's decided that it's time for another conversations about Pansy's treatment of certain Ravenclaws.
Rating: PG-13? Language might be an issue.
Michael was annoyed. He really didn't know why Anthony seemed to think that he'd never spoken with Pansy about how she treated his friends. It wasn't as though Anthony was privy to any of his and Pansy's private conversations when they were alone together and he so wasn't going to tell him about any of those conversations. But frequently they had conversations about such things, such as not using or offering his friends up as house elves, not hexing them and to please keep most of her vitriol confined to Michael instead.
It wasn't his fault that Pansy couldn't control herself at the best of times. She said what she wanted and often failed to have any sort of filter. He was quite certain that just because he was her husband didn't mean he could enforce his will on her and make her do something she didn't want to. It seemed like some thought he should be able to.
Screw it. He'd go on like he did. For today though he was going to be annoyed and he'd have yet another conversation with Pansy about it. And she wouldn't like it. Again. And she wouldn't listen. Again. And his friends would get mad. Again. Such was life.
"Ah, just the person I'm looking for," he called out when he entered the kitchen, spotting Pansy rooting round in a cupboard. He stopped in the doorway and leaned against it, crossing his arms. "I think we might need to have another conversation about my friends and appropriate ways of treating them and whatnot."