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Blaise Selwyn Zabini (dark_blaise) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

Pansy's statement only served to bring back a flash of memory that couldn't be good for either of them. Deciding it was best to focus on the club and the environment surrounding it. He was rather impressed that a Weasley had been able to create an atmosphere where people were actually willing to wait to enter. Every reaction he'd had with the family had shown hot temper and quick reactions. That was what he'd expected here.

When she steered them toward the front of the line Blaise didn't know what to expect. Yes, Blaise had money and yes he thought he was better than most people but it wasn't something he necessarily flaunted unless he needed to. In his mind this was not one of those situations but he knew how much Pansy hated to wait so he simply followed suit as they approached the front of the line.

"They can't all be gits like Ronald and Percival," he said acting more formal than was necessary for the surroundings as he glanced around. "I'll get our drinks. You find our perch."