daphne greengrass is [bulletproof]; (daphne_says) wrote in changedrpg, @ 2011-12-19 12:20:00 |
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Entry tags: | !date: 1997 - december, daphne greengrass, miles bletchley |
WHO: Daphne Greengrass & Miles Bletchley.
WHAT: Vacationing in Greece for Christmas.
WHEN: Monday early afternoon.
WHERE: The Greengrass Villa in Crete, Greece.
RATING: High.
"And down that hall is the changing room, beyond that is patio and the pool." Sighing, Daphne finally sat down on a large white couch, sinking into it slightly as she stared out at the view from the large windows. The Mediterranean had small white caps as a cool breeze came up the cliff side and through the open windows. The weather was cooler than Daphne expected, but the salty breeze was pleasant. With temperatures reaching a comfortable sixty-six degrees, Daphne was content.
"I have to admit, this is far better than spending Christmas in England... in the biting cold and a stuffy house." Even the fact that the villa only housed one house elf, since all the rest were in France and England tending to her parents and her siblings, made Daphne happy. It meant she could have some peace and quiet and solitude from prying eyes. "You know, Miles, a few people were disappointed that I wasn't spending the holidays with them." Glancing over her shoulder, green eyes studied the man that she brought to the villa with her. One person in particular was upset that she didn't invite him to Greece for the holidays. Blaise Zabini was a friend, an old childhood friend, and that's how Daphne planned to keep him. Especially since it seemed that Blaise was attempting to get closer and closer to her. Daphne half wanted to string him along just to see where it would take her, but she had to keep telling herself that Blaise was a friend, and that she really shouldn't treat him any less... or more... than that.
Kicking off her black heels, she tucked her feet under her and turned on the couch to face Miles, "You should feel special that I chose you over everyone else that wanted to spend the hols with me." A cheeky smirk curled on her lips, as she tilted her head to the side. Hopefully this vacation was something that would help lift Miles spirits, and make him feel better. And Merlin knows that they both needed to spend some time together that didn't involve a wrought iron gate separating them.
"So tell me, Mister Bletchley, do you feel yourself giving into your vices and succumbing to my womanly wiles?"