Who : Pansy Parkinson and Draco Malfoy Where : Pansy's flat and then the new house When : Mid-morning Why : Because Pansy has to get out of this flat Open : no Rating : PG-13 for now
Pansy had gone out and picked up bagels and cream cheese for breakfast, and was glad she picked up extra. Draco had agreed to come by for a late breakfast, and then they would go look at the house Pansy was thinking of buying. It was a bit odd, but Pansy knew that it was a good idea to do so. It would give them the freedom to live a magical life that they had been raised to live. After all, Pansy was not amused by having to wash dishes like a house elf. Though she had to admit to herself, she did like the telly a bit too much. It was interesting, like watching animals at the zoo.
She was glad no one was home, as she took out her wand and starting preparing tea. She stuck the bagels in the toaster and sat down at the small table to wait. She was wearing a pair of expensive designed jeans, leather boots imported from Italy and a fitted green blouse that she was assured was the height of style in Milan by one of the fashion magazines she picked up. Her makeup was tasteful and light, and she looked just like a rich muggle young woman, which is what she wanted. After all, she wanted this estate agent to take her seriously and treat her as she should be treated. Her only hesitance was how to explain Draco. She mulled it over for a few more moments before hearing a knock on the door. She stood up and went to answer it, praying it was in fact him.