daphne (ex_transcend779) wrote in unexpectedrpg, @ 2008-07-27 21:27:00 |
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Entry tags: | daphne greengrass, harry potter |
WHO: Daphne & Harry
WHERE: Home
WHEN: After the ball
RATING: We'll see
STATUS: Closed/complete
She had been pacing since the minute she had arrived home. Harry ushered her out of the ballroom before she even had a chance to find out what was going on. It had been a few hours since she had arrived back home and she hadn't once sat down. And the time just dragged by for Daphne, she paced back and forth and back and forth, biting her nails and staring at the clock. She had arrived back at their house around 10:30 and it was almost 1:00 a.m. It wasn't that she was all that worried about Harry, she knew he could take care of himself, but she wasn't there with him and she heard whispers of the Dark Mark, but was pushed out of the doors before she had seen anything. She scratched the back of her neck nervously, still pacing back and forth, the heels of her shoes hitting the wooden floors hard.
The bottom of her ball gown was probably filthy, as she had let it drag back and forth for this long. Hell, Daphne was lucky she hadn't tripped over it and broken her neck. Her hands met in front of her as she began to ring them out like a wet wash cloth. Bloody hell, she was a wreck all because her husband was a couple hours late from work. Maybe it was nothing and the ball had proceeded without her. That would have been somewhat of a plus, but Daphne had the nasty knot in her stomach that told her that wasn't quite the case. She groaned and began to bite the nails on her right hand again. Fucking hell, she was a mess.