Blaise Selwyn Zabini (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} dark_blaise) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} finnigans_rpg, |
While he'd stood by awaiting the announcements of the raffle winners Blaise took in the sights and wondered who had bid on him. As he did so he couldn't help but notice that Millicent had foregone the blues and greens he tended to see her in. The golden hued dress made it that much easier to find her after all the announcements had been made.
"It would have been poor form to wear house elf rags," he flashed her a smile. "Besides, Alicia wouldn't have appreciated it if I'd showed up looking anything other than my best. You on the other hand," he reached down and took her hand and raised it up so he could get a good look at her, "are a much better prize than I this evening." He then turned his head and took a drink from the glass in his other hand. "It seems to be a red wine of some sort." Blaise shrugged he wasn't one to usually drink anything lighter than whiskey.