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Greg Goyle ([info]goyle_g) wrote in [info]finnigans_rpg,
@ 2015-04-30 14:17:00

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Entry tags:character: astoria greengrass, character: blaise zabini, character: bryony capper, character: gregory goyle, character: harry potter, character: pandora montgomery, character: theodore nott, character: tristan travers

Happy Birthday To Greg
Who: Greg & open to all invitees (please tag your characters!)
What: A party!
Where: 6 Griffin Court, Appleby, Cumbria
When: Thursday 30th April, 7.30pm onwards
Rating: SFW

Catherine Goyle had gone against all her usual instincts to plan tonight's party. This was no stuffy pureblood affair with dance cards and champagne and was instead a genuinely casual evening - or at least, as casual as someone who was raised in that environment knew how to be. 6 Griffin Court wasn't a large enough house to be intimidating or ostentatious, and the front door currently stood open to encourage guests to come straight in from the front garden. Save for the lack of satellite dishes or electric lighting it actually looked much like a well-to-do muggle street, which it very much was not. Just inside the door was a hall with coat stands, and a toilet off to the left. Through the hall was a spacious living room where Catherine Goyle's old record player was enchanted to switch between her collection of wizarding records.

Lisken and Sisken had made all the food and drinks for the party, but were hurried out of sight once the first guests arrived - Catherine didn't want to start a debate on house-elf rights. They had left plates of 'party food' and bottles of decent wine, whiskey and beer in the kitchen for guests to serve themselves.

Since the night was clear, Catherine was urging people to move out into the back garden - which, though tidy, was more functional than decorative. She herself flitted through the party acting as the perfect hostess. She greeted the sons and daughters of her own pureblood friends just as warmly as she greeted the business owners of Monument Alley, despite their generally lesser blood status. She tried not to involve herself in any one conversation too long, conscious that this was supposed to be an event in celebration of Gregory.



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Bryony and Open
[info]goodlight
2015-05-02 07:47 pm UTC (link)
Bryony was only vaguely aware who Gregory Goyle was - and as far as she knew she had never spoken to him. Which made her invitation to his birthday somewhat confusing. Shauna, Allegra and Rowan had been invited as well, so it was probably a family thing. Her elder siblings had declined to attend, having better things to do with their evenings, apparently. Despite her limited social calendar, Bryony likely would have done the same except that she was intrigued by the idea of a 'casual' party with the pureblood society she was used to.

So she'd turned up, in her nicest dress robes, with a present that she allowed to be taken from her as soon as she arrived. She headed straight for the kitchen, thinking she could pick up a glass of wine she could sip at and then do a tour of the main party to see if anyone she recognised was in attendance. While she was there, though, she was distracted by a tray of little peach tarts. Not wanting to be seen eating it so soon after arriving, she glanced around the kitchen to make sure she was alone. She'd just taken a bit and had her mouth full when someone walked in on her.

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