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Pansy Parkinson (pans_parkinson_) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

Pansy was not unaware of Gemma's eyes on her legs, appreciated it even. She might not want to fuck a woman, but she'd never deny someone the chance to appreciate fine art. And Pansy was very fine. Everyone except Draco knew it, she thought, then shoved the bitter thought aside.

"I wouldn't worry too much. Ariel has higher goals in mind than the choir," Pansy said, as the fresh-faced young girl started to sing. Pansy had arranged for the girl to do three songs, to show off the full range of her voice. She had a pleasant one, nothing spectacular, but a good voice was only ten percent of what went into making someone a star. Pansy was the other ninety percent, and she didn't know how to fail.

Before long Pansy had a nice glass of red wine in front of her, and she turned on the stool to study Gemma. "How are you, darling? It's been too long since we've had the chance to catch up."