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Pandora's Box Mods (pandoramods) wrote in pandorarpg,
@ 2011-10-26 12:23:00

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!status: complete, ^date: october 31 2003, character: adrian pucey, character: alicia spinnet, character: angelina johnson, character: bianca dunstan, character: cade warrington, character: cho chang, character: dean thomas, character: ernie macmillan, character: hannah abbott, character: harry potter, character: hermione granger, character: jayne dough, character: justin finch-fletchley, character: lavender brown, character: luna lovegood, character: melinda bobbin, character: percy weasley, character: ron weasley, character: seamus finnigan, character: theodore nott, character: tracey davis, character: zacharias smith, npc: kingsley shacklebolt, npc: pandora zurlo

Ministry Gala Event!
Characters: OPEN TO ALL. Please tag with your own character(s) when you comment/they arrive.
Setting: The Ministry Atrium, Level 8, beginning at 7 PM and running until midnight
Summary: It's the Halloween ministry gala/party! Come in costume (muggle or otherwise), in elegant wear, or in dress robes. The event begins at 7PM with refreshments, appetizers, finger foods and cocktails. Desserts are served later in the evening, but the cocktails remain available all night long. There is no full dinner, as it would be quite unwieldy with the amount of people expected to attend. The dance floor is open, a live band is playing, and the atmosphere is almost aggressively pleasant. For safety reasons, wands are being checked (surrendered) at the entrances. Unless your character is on-duty at the party, he or she will not have her wand on his/her person after entering.
Rating: Let's go with R for now, as there will be some dark occurrences later in the evening. We will update as necessary.

The event coordinators at the Ministry of Magic were in fine form in the hours leading up to the start of the gala. Everything had to be perfect, and not just in appearances. The atrium had been decorated in gold and silver, slightly reflective, to capture light and brighten the large, spacious room. The band was in place by 6:30, playing quiet music that set the mood. Off to either side, slightly out of the way, were two cocktail tables, fully stocked. There was also a number of wait staff who would be walking around with trays of red or white wine as well as champagne.

The attention to the decor was due to the head events coordinator, one Ismay Plimpton, who was an absolute perfectionist. With attention down to the very last detail, she was very nearly driving the Minister mad with her questions and comments, not to mention crucial changes. Her voice and general looks had Kingsley Shacklebolt nearly thinking her related to Delores Umbridge, if Ismay weren't so remarkably pleasant and likable.

With his assurance that everything was just fine, Ismay hurried off, gently but firmly reprimanding some poor chap setting candles afloat too low for her liking. The ceiling above twinkled like night stars, and between that, the candles, and the reflective decorations, the room was perfectly lit.

Everything was ready. All they needed now were the guests.

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Zacharias & Kingsley

pandoramods
2011-10-31 02:15 am UTC (link)

Kingsley was more than ready to make his excuses and leave for the night. He'd known public relations were a large part of the job when he'd become Minister, but there were days when he dearly missed being an Auror and the excitement that came with it.

It didn't take very long before Kingsley was grimly reminded that one always did well to be careful what they wished for.

He'd just stepped out of the hall for a moment when he heard the scream. He might be out of the field, but his Auror instincts were as sharp as ever. He had his wand in his hand in an instant and was racing towards the shrill screams.

What he found stopped him cold, heart catching in his throat.

Kingley barely noticed the scantily clad witch now reduced to ugly sobbing. He eyes were fixed on the unmistakable body of Harry Potter sprawled in a pool of blood. And the equally bloody young man next to him.

Kingsley's low voice, usually unshakable, trembled as he held his wand on the young man and demanded, "What has happened here?"

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Zacharias & Kingsley

overlooked
2011-10-31 02:44 am UTC (link)

And just when he was wondering how this situation could get worse. There was the bloody Minister of Magic pointing a wand at him. Zacharias put his hands up in the air, showing that he was unarmed but what did that matter? There he was, sitting in a pool of Harry Potter's blood without a damn thing to say for himself and that said blood literally on his hands.

All of those snarky comments hung heavy on his tongue. What did it look like? Instead he just went with the obvious. "Harry Potter is dead." The moment he said the words, he realized how ridiculous he sounded. Like some big cosmic joke. The start of dry chuckle escaped him because in now way was this his life. Before it could escalate into anything more, he snapped his hand over his mouth to stop any sound from escaping that would only make this worse for him.

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Zacharias & Kingsley

pandoramods
2011-10-31 03:39 am UTC (link)

Harry Potter is dead. The words were like a blow, though Kingsley could see clearly that, with the amount of blood spilled, there was no way Harry could be alive. Kingsley felt a stab of grief, but he hid it behind a stony gaze and a steady wand as he stared down the wizard before him.

The wizard who was apparently trying to stifle laughter.

It took all of Kingsley's control not to do something he'd regret. Instead he cast a complicated spell, locking the scene - and those within it - in a temporary stasis for the time being. The young wizard and the crying witch were left immobile and unconscious of their surroundings, locked in their positions while Kingsley secured the scene then threw up an obfuscating charm to hide it from view until an investigation could begin. Which be about as long as it took Kingsley to get the Gala emptied out and the DMLE notified.

What was already a long night just turned into the longest night of his life, Kingsley realized grimly as he headed back inside to find the head of the DMLE.

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