Fleur Weasley (parexcellance) wrote in changedrpg, @ 2011-12-22 22:54:00 |
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Entry tags: | !date: 1997 - december, alexander greengrass, fleur delacour |
Who: Fleur Delacour and Alexander Greengrass III
When: Early evening of December 22nd
Where: An empty muggle park
What: Fleur wants to properly hex Alexander or at least try
Status/Rating: Closed/PGish
Fleur sighed loudly as she tucked her wand into the sleeve of her jacket not wanting to seem too eager. Though, she had to admit the idea of hexing something was rather appealing, even if it was a someone. Lately her thoughts had been jumbled, confused, and upsetting. It didn't help when she didn't get much sleep at night any more because of nightmares either. It made her prone to moodiness and more impatience than even she normally was. Now that the shock of her experience with Demetrius Avery was wearing off, Fleur was starting to find it a little upseting, to the point she really did want to hex something hence what even made her to issue such a challenge, not that she would ever really hex Alexander no matter how much he irked her.
Rolling her eyes, Fleur noticed that there was no one there when she arrived. It made her wonder if he was even going to show up at all. What reason did he really have other than a reason to argue with her some more? That and she probably should have gone right home from work. Being out at night really did unsettle her nerves. It wasn't too much of a different night than when she ran into Demetrius; there was no stars, a slight wind, and a feeling of unease. She was crazy. Now that she stopped to think about it logically she shouldn't be out there alone, it wasn't safe. Fleur ran her fingers through her hair and tried to steady her thoughts and her hands as she glanced around before looking at her watch. How long did it take? Alexander couldn't live that far.
Tapping her foot slightly, Fleur tried to wait patiently but she wasn't a very patient person. It was something she figured she would never out grow so why try? Those that cared most about her had come to expect it from her and did not hold it against her. Again she glanced at her watch and waited....