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Christopher Warrington ([info]wagemywars) wrote in [info]veritaserum_rp,
@ 2008-08-23 01:34:00

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Entry tags:christopher warrington, parvati malfoy

Grocery store - Tag to Parvati
Who Christopher Warrington and Parvati Malfoy
Where Save-A-Lot, the grocery store
When Late afternoon
What Christopher is whipped like a whipped butter. Parvati probably does the whipping. Not on Chris, 'cause that'd be weird. And not literally either, or maybe literally. I don't know. And frankly, I don't want to know.


It started out drizzling just after mid-noon, and by the time Christopher stepped out from the Clark and Abel building in this distinctively upscale neighborhood, it turned into a downpour. Behind him, Christopher could still hear the secretary telling him to have a good day as the glass doors swung shut with a muffled thump. Christopher uttered a quick charm to repel the rainwater and hiked up his suit jacket then started down the street toward a grocery store he saw earlier when he was coming. Ever since Sally-Anne returned home, thankfully safely and uninjured, Christopher did most of the housework because he wanted his wife to relax after recent stressful events. Christopher also, admittedly, hovered around Sally-Anne, and despite his probably very valid reasons, Christopher could understand why Sally-Anne found him irritating and, therefore, removed him from her line of sight this morning by making him go to his interview, which he was contemplating to skip. He was glad that he did this interview, the job offered rather swell benefits and paid well for an entrance position- that Christopher was overqualified for.

The grocery shop was large and brightly lit. A couple of mums brushed passed Christopher in rush, children and babies in tow, and Christopher felt distinctively out of place. While Christopher had no qualms about doing household chores, he was no homemaker, and he certainly did not look like one. It was only a while back that he was told- by whom he can't remember- that he looked like a crime lord. Christopher had a nagging suspicion that whoever told him this had never actually seen a crime lord. Anyway, yeah, the interview. Christopher walked through the aisles, red basket hanging from his arm as he looked through cereal brands and wondered if they had milk, and if he should call back to check (no point in having jugs of milk just hanging out). When he left the house, Sally-Anne said that she was probably going to take nap, if she did do that, Christopher did not want to wake her. Beside him, a mother was unsuccessfully trying to placate her screaming son, who was kicking and flailing and generally being a menace to society. Doing his best to ignore the racket, Christopher reached up for a box of wheat things.



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[info]_prettyparvati
2008-09-01 11:40 pm UTC (link)
Parvati had been happily carting ahead when she froze at Christopher's words. Fortunately, her back was to him at the moment, so he missed seeing the look of absolutely murder in her eyes.

Parvati Malfoy hated being thought of as her husband's obedient wife, as if she was one of those pureblood women who required his permission to do anything. Especially if it was over a subject that she would, in fact, need to run by him.

"Pardon me?" Parvati whirled to face Christopher, her expression perfectly schooled into one of pleasantness and properness while her eyes blazed. "I needn't ask Draco permission to breathe, Christopher. Regardless, I am certain he would be fine with it, else I wouldn't have asked." She was talking in the clipped tones of pureblood upper society, meaning that, in short, she was pissed. "Although you clearly aren't, am I correct?"

Oh dear. Parvati's anger would later dissolve into hurt feelings that she would lament to Draco in tears. This would lead to a close to homicidal anger in him. For, in fact, Draco was often quick to indulge her as long as it hadn't anything to do with the Gryffindor trio. He may balk at the suggestion of the double date, may even scold her over it, but he would still go to make her happy. Draco liked Parvati to be happy and anyone who made her unhappy would therefore make a very dangerous enemy in him.

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[info]wagemywars
2008-09-21 03:39 pm UTC (link)
Wow, that's new. Christopher raised an eyebrow at the sudden change of atmosphere as he leveled a steady, blank gaze upon Parvati. The thing was that Christopher was not deliberately trying to be difficult or unkind- well, maybe he was being difficult on purpose- but he never took it well when he was being pushed around (or in this case, verbally coerced). Of course he would bring it up to Sally Ann when he got home, because Christopher was nothing if not reasonable. If she was interested, he was sure they could work something out and compromise. He did not really want to go, to be honest, so perhaps they can leave early or something like that. He would rather it be a compromised consensus and be semi happy than to be completely miserable in something else.

"I apologize, Parvati, if I had offended you. Of course you do not need your husband's approval to do anything," and that was completely sincere, "To be honest, which I guess I should have been in the beginning, I'm not too keen on the idea, but that is just because I am not particularly skilled at social interactions. If Sally Ann wants to go, however, we can work something out, I'm sure."

Christopher knew that if his attempt at damage control was not successful, no doubt this would eventually reach Draco Malfoy (although, if Parvati did that, wouldn't it defeat the purpose of her entire speech? Christopher decided he should not bring that up). To be perfectly frank, Christopher was not afraid of Malfoy, despite all the money and the status (was he going to use all those big guns just because Christopher did not share the same social interest as his wife? A little petty, yeah). The guy was still human, after all.

Yes, Christopher understood that Parvati was probably used to getting what she wanted (and he acknowledged the bias on his part because, really, he did not know Parvati all that well), and that just clashed with Christopher, who had the same pureblood stigma as the Malfoys, but lacked the financial backing. Sometimes, he wished he was not a pureblood, just so he can stop worrying about things like reputation, and image, and focus on providing a good life for his wife.

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