Percival Ignatius Weasley (rogueweasel) wrote in attheclose, @ 2011-02-21 23:38:00 |
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Entry tags: | character: audrey weatherby, character: percy weasley, date: 1998 - 02, location: london - other |
Who: Audrey Weatherby & Percy Weasley
What: A date that will not end in tragedy, because they're seeing a Comedy!
When: Monday, 21 February
Where: London
Rating: P for Percy Will Probably Strike Out Again. Or PWPSOA, which, with a few more vowels, would sound like a contagious disease.
Percy belonged to a world where curses were real and immediate, and though he was beginning to think that perhaps the attentions he paid to Audrey were, in fact, cursed, he continued to court her in the dogged, determined sort of way he did everything else in his life. It did not occur to him that this was hardly the sort of attitude one should take with romantic endeavors. He'd have time for romance when he'd succeeded in Audrey doing more than simply agreeing to go out with him without even managing to smile about it.
He'd agreed to meet with her at the Leaky and go from there to Ambassador's Theatre in Muggle London. What sophisticated entertainment there had been in Diagon Alley - meaning something more than a drink or a much worked-over bookshop - had declined greatly in the past few months, and so Percy had used some of his ever-dwindling stash of Muggle money to purchase the tickets for A Midsummer Night's Dream. The Bard was beloved of as many wizarding folk as he was of Muggles, having been a squib - or, Percy secretly believed, a wizard who had chosen a life in the culturally rich world of the Muggle Renaissance - but there were no playhouses left in wizarding England to host his great works.
And so Percy hung about outside of the Leaky, not in the shadows, exactly, but neither was he flaunting the Muggle suit he wore underneath of a dress cloak that would mark him only as eccentric in Muggle London. He did so want to have a nice evening with Audrey, and getting accosted before it had even begun for wearing Muggle clothing was not the start to such an evening.