Clement Max. (maximize) wrote in disorderic, @ 2018-03-27 10:10:00 |
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Entry tags: | clement max, madeline savage |
WHO: Maddie, Clem, Maddie's Grandparents
WHEN: Tuesday 27th March
WHERE: Maddie's Grandparent's House
WHAT: Super pleasant and civil morning tea times
WARNINGS: None
Maddie didn’t like having to stop by and visit her grandparents, but considering a significant amount of her stuff was still there in her old room… here she was. The house elf had seemed somewhat nervous when she’d arrived, which Maddie just chalked up to nerves about her being there at all. Especially since her grandparents seemed to have guests. Tea time, if she remembered the ridiculous schedule the household ran on. She could skip past and just get what she came for, but she’d never hear the end of it if they spotted her. She breezed her way into the parlour, a snappy line on her lips when she froze, staring at the guest sitting with her grandparents. “What the fuck is he doing here?” “Madeline!” “Language!” “We didn’t expect you.” Clement chuckled at Maddie’s reaction to him being there. He hadn’t planned this as a way to rile her up; he had no idea she was coming and despite the (obviously mutual) break up, her grandparents still liked him and he them and it was rude to turn down an invitation to tea. But that she had turned up and was clearly displeased at his presence was an added bonus. “I was invited. What are you doing here?” He shot back, sipping on his tea to hide his smirk. “I had some stuff to pick up.” Maddie scowled, folding her arms across her chest. “I didn’t expect to see the Death Eaters’ biggest fanboy having tea with my grandparents. Not that I should be surprised.” She turned to look at her grandparents, both of whom were holding back their anger better than their granddaughter. “You’re quite happy to sit there silently and benefit from their terror. From them torturing and killing whoever gets in their way.” “Madeline, that’s quite enough,” her grandfather said firmly. “If you can’t manage to be civil then you’ll need to leave.” Clement’s smirk widened, amused that it was Madeline, not him, that was being asked to leave her grandparents’ house. It was nice being the favourite when you weren’t even related. “I’m not benefitting,” he replied, trying to look serious. “I was bombed, remember? The world is a dangerous place for purebloods. We’re being unjustly targeted.” “Tell that to the innocent muggleborns rotting in Azkaban. Or the teenagers being tortured at Hogwarts.” Maddie knew Clement wouldn’t care, but at least her grandparents had the decency to look uncomfortable. “I know, I know, can’t be civil, I’m leaving.” Maddie looked directly at Clement, lips curving into a smirk as she took her parting shot. “Jasper looks way better naked than you ever could.” That had to be untrue! Clement was sure that Williamson had never juice cleansed in his life and that his body was less well taken care of as a result. Maddie’s taste was clearly compromised he told himself, trying to ignore her barb that had stung just as much as she intended it to. “I don’t think we should be discussing your new fiancé’s body over tea,” he replied, keeping his voice even as he gripped his tea cup handle tighter. “Have you announced that engagement to your grandparents yet? I do hope I didn’t spoil anything.” "Oh, well, no one offered me tea," Maddie parried, wondering how she should play this. She and Jasper weren't even close to the idea of marriage, but the looks on her grandparents faces right now… She took a seat in one of the armchair, finding a cup of tea pouring itself for her and floating over to her. She took a seat and smiled blithely at everyone, pretending to ignore the tension simmering. "I suppose it would have come out eventually," she continued. "It is very sudden, of course, but is anything really sudden when you've known someone since you were 11 years old?" Maddie glanced over to Clement before taking a sip of tea, enjoying the speechlessness of her grandparents. "We've been looking at that place in Hogsmeade for the reception. You remember it, don't you Clement? Just a little bit off the main street." Clement’s teacup hit the table harder than he’d meant for it to at the mention of the reception location, hot liquid sloshing onto his hand. “Yes,” he replied through gritted teeth. “It was a nice location, but I didn’t take you as someone who would reuse her ideas. Unless you want to be thinking about me and the mistake you made all throughout the reception. The mistake being marrying him instead of me, of course,” he added quickly as clarification, knowing Maddie liked to claim their whole engagement was a mistake. “Oh no, I celebrate our break up every single day. I was just saying the other day it’s the only good thing to have come out of this war.” Maddie took a delicate sip, working to keep her own temper under control. Clement wasn’t going to win this. Her grandparents weren’t either. “But you’re right, I really should look elsewhere. I know you always found Portree too provincial, but the Savages have lived there for generations. The Death Eaters might have robbed me of my family, but at least I’ll be able to honour them there.” If it weren’t for not wanting to upset Maddie’s grandparents, and the whole not wanting her to know he was a Death Eater now thing, he would have made a vaguely threatening comment about how he hoped that wouldn’t subject guests to the Savage curse, but he held his tongue. “I’m sure you’ll have a happy marriage,” he said instead. “The best part for you must be how you finally get to have a child without taking any time off work to achieve that.” “You know, it’s funny you should mention that,” Maddie replied. “I was just speculating the other day about how if You-Know-Who had never returned, you and I would have been married by now, with at least one kid.” She took a sip of her tea, pushing herself to look as chipper as possible. “Who thought I could find a reason to be grateful to the Death Eaters?” “I’ll be sure to pass on your thank you, since you’re convinced we’re all close,” Clement replied, his hand clenching into a fist under the table despite her assumption being true. “But I don’t think you’re correct. You’d still always choose work over your family so we’d be married, yes, but childless.” “You and Dante are very close. I don’t think I’m assuming anything there.” Maddie put down her now empty tea cup, her gaze moving to her grandparents and almost daring them to say anything more. “And you would have always chosen your pity job at Mungos over family, so it still continues to be a good thing I dumped your ass.” “Dante is family,” Clem pointed out. “And my job is extremely important. Your job doesn’t even exist anymore.” “You’re an administrator. Anyone can do that.” Maddie rolled her eyes at the very idea of his job being important. “My job doesn’t need to officially exist to be desperately needed.” “Your job doesn’t exist because it wasn’t needed,” Clement replied, trying to return his tone to a pleasant one. “But let’s not discuss this in front of your grandparents. We were just trying to have a lovely tea before you stopped by.” “Yes, I was just trying to ruin it for you,” Maddie said pleasantly. She stood, looking at her grandparents again. “Enjoy hearing about how shit they’re treating Ernie and his friends at school during the Easter break. Eat shit, Clement.” Maddie breezed out of the room and back out the front door, having completely forgotten what she’d come from. She’d worry about it later. He watched her go, regretfully, but when he turned his attention back to her grandparents he’d forced an apologetic smile back on his face. “I’m sorry you had to witness that. More tea?” |