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Aug. 5th, 2008


[info]sonofawidow

Who: Draco Malfoy and Blaise Zabini
What: Both men have problems to discuss and comfort to seek
When: BACKDATED July 30th, evening (thought I had posted this but I was wrong!)
Where: Draco's Flat
Rating: PG-13 for mentions of sex, affectionate boys, jealousy, and talk of murder
Status: Closed, complete

Can't you just drive this one away, for once? )

Aug. 2nd, 2008


[info]sonofawidow

Heavily Warded Owl to Seamus Finnigan

Heavily Warded Owl to Seamus Finnigan )

Jul. 30th, 2008

[info]helleder

WHO: Blaise Zabini and Neville Longbottom (though Neville is using his pseudonym, Pete Graves)
WHEN: Tuesday, July 29 (before Blaise's owl to Nicolas and Draco)
WHERE: Zabini manor
WHAT: Neville goes to investigate crimes committed by Aida Zabini. Unfortunately, her current flame is nowhere to be found.
RATING: G
STATUS: Closed; completed

"P- Pete Graves? The master will see you now." He followed the house elf into what appeared to be a maze of rooms to an untrained eye, the cathedral ceilings vaulting above the short man to heights that he hadn't imagined being the possession of anyone save a churchman. Neville felt smaller than the elf as the creature left him in a drawing room, still clutching his card, a tattered piece of paper that looked as if it belonged to a criminal, rather than a crime writer.

Murder, you say? )

Jul. 8th, 2008


[info]forgottenson

Who: Nicolas Vaisey and Blaise Zabini (NPC)
What: A morning ride and conversation--and no, not that sort you pervs
When: [Backdated] July 5th 2008
Where: Zabini Manor and Estate
Rating: PG
Status: Closed; complete

And so, if I am willing to overlook such I should think you can do the same. )

Jun. 27th, 2008

[info]apellon

Who: Draco Malfoy and Blaise Zabini
Where: Draco's flat in Islington
When: Backdated; 24 June; night
What: Chocolates, bromance, touchy feeliness, angsty reflections.
Rating: PG-13 to light R for rolling around without much action
Status: Closed; incomplete

I can never decide what I want or who I want or who I want to be and that fucks up everything for everyone around me. )

May. 30th, 2008


[info]forgottenson

Who: Open to all Witches and Wizards
What: A garden party celebrating post-Mathwall times and trying to unite everyone
When: Friday the 30th of May, 2008, 11:30 a.m. until rather late
Where: Vaisey Manor and Estate
Rating: TBD
Status: Open; incomplete

Vaisey Manor and Estate was flourishing in life. Tall trees dotted the lawn, there was a rich walled in garden with a maze beyond, and an open field off to one side clear to the night sky. The house itself was fitting of its surroundings--old brick and dark woods that could have given it an almost sinister appearance if not for the bright lights shining in almost every window.

The rich, plush furniture that normally adorned Vaisey Manor was now transfigured and stored out of the way, upstairs. Wards were put around the upstairs to keep guests out, and only close friends and those accompanying said friends would find a break from the party up there. Wards had also been places in and around the house--anti-theft measures and safety precautions. After Mathwall, nothing seemed too extreme and so he had a number of experts come in and make sure to provide wards that would stay solidly in place. If anything were to happen, the entire house could be locked down if necessary.

Every room, as well as the expansive grounds, were filled with white chairs around round tables covered in sand-coloured silken fabric. In the middle was a single tower sandcastle, a little window carved through it, and an intricate design of summer flowers etches up the sides. Gradually, the etches flowers flowed into the real flowers that separated the base from the tablecloth, almost giving the appearance of it being one whole piece. The flowers were mixes of bright oranges and yellows, purples and pinks, Asiatic lilies and Dutch tulips, irises and chrysanthemums.

Royal lilies, sunflowers, Gerbera daisies, gladiolus, Dendrobium orchids, and hibiscus flowers in similar bright shades seemed to be everywhere--filling tall vases inside, covering lattice work and bushes outside, in garlands in trees. Everything seemed to be about the summer and joy and the richness of life.

Trays floated through the crowds due to house elf magic, providing an offering of finger sandwiches, appetizers, and champagne as well as red and white wines. Whenever a tray emptied, it would quickly be refilled, any dirty dishes left behind would instantly disappear, and messes were gone so quickly it was almost as though they never happened.

Apr. 14th, 2008


[info]sequere_naturam

long road to ruin there in your eyes. . .

Who: Aida Zabini and Blaise Zabini
What: Daily tea
When: 1999, during Draco's trial
Where: Zabini Manor
Rating: G
Status: Drabble, Complete

“How was this morning’s ride?” Aida inquired, voice strong but smooth.

“Nothing exceptional.” Her son’s words were as careful as how he sipped his tea. He dreaded small talk, and they both knew it, just as they both knew there was more on her mind.

After a pause, the question came. “How’s Mr. Malfoy?”

Draco is fine, Mother.”

“There are plenty of respectable wizards your age more deserv—“

Mother,” came the short, warning tone. “My friendship with Draco will not change, no matter what happens to him.”

Aida’s lips pursed, defeated momentarily, not permanently. “How’s the tea?”

“Nothing exceptional.”