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Draco Malfoy ([info]_dm) wrote in [info]veritaserum_rp,
@ 2012-07-30 00:47:00

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Tonight I can write the saddest lines
who: Parvati and Draco
when: Post-dated pre marriage
What: Parvati runs into Draco, alone at a pub, for the first time after their break up.

Write, for example,'The night is shattered
and the blue stars shiver in the distance.'


It had been the most anticipated acquisition of the year, worth a sizeable fortune. Draco's company was set to buy a lucrative diamond mining company in South Africa, popular among the most elite jewelers because of their exquisite selection of colours and thus wildly popular amongst the purebloods. But that wasn't the reason this company was so highly publicized. They were all over the papers because they had succeeded in organizing the wizarding world's first independent ethical certification system for precious stones. Hence, Draco would be increasing his company's own corporate social responsibility whilst tying itself to a fashionable and cutting edge innovator. It was a win win.

And yet, somehow, along the way, Draco managed to--

"--royally fuck everything up. Give me another," he waved his hand to his bartender. Aside from the badgering he would get at a more popular and posh establishment, Draco chose this pub because he had known the bartender for years and could trust him to keep his mouth shut. Not that he was telling the bartender anything that hadn't already been reported, anyways. The most humiliating part about the news was how arrogant Draco had been in his interviews. He had basically declared the deal a shoe in. But last minute, the company had claimed a different direction, with a different company, would better suit their vision.

The aforementioned pub was in a safe neighborhood, with good, satisfying food, but was unfortunately located underneath a suspicious looking hat shop. Draco was thus the only patron in the place, sleeves rolled up, hair greasy, eyes blood shot.


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[info]_dm
2012-08-02 05:08 am UTC (link)
"A happy Draco would have been a different Draco," he sighed, his anger subsiding. At that moment in time, he felt that not being with her was the best thing he had done for her so far.

As she continued speaking, he heard the resignation in her voice. Without thinking, he stood. He stood, took a step, closing the short distance between them, and held her by the shoulders.

"I..." his hands ran up slowly, so that they were almost framing her face. "I can never be just your friend." Her perfume. He hadn't smelled it in so long. It mixed with his smoke and oak aged liquor. "I..."

Just then, Parvati's mobile began twinkling and bleeping.

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[info]_prettyparvati
2012-08-02 05:29 am UTC (link)
He looked terrible. Pale, wrinkled and a bit greasy. It wasn't his looks that made her knees weak, it was just him. Every component of his being. The effect Draco had on Parvati was epic and endless. He had always been able to cast such an effect spell on her-

Her mobile fireplace began spitting sparks and noise and Draco's spell was broken. Instead another was woven, stepping away from his partial embrace she blew into the contained box of flames and Jacob Brandon's voice came, quiet but discernible by Draco.

"Hey Babe, where are you?"

"Um, just picking up food, it's taking awhile." Parvati's voice was high, her cheeks flushed. She looked relieved to see him. "I'll ring you when I'm home?"

"Sure. Want company? I can floo over when you're back, no meetings tommorrow!"

"Sure, that'd be nice." She fluttered back, a smile on her lips. "Do you want me to pick you up anything?"

"Already ate." Jacob chuckled, "Do you want me to stay on the line till you get back?"

"No, it's okay. Go put on a nice shirt for me, though. No slobs allowed."

"Mean witch." He grumbled, "Alright then, love you."

She smiled, "Love you."

The fireplace went black and for a moment Parvati just stared at it before turning back to Draco with an air of awkwardness.

After a long moment she spoke, her eyes meeting his. "You can never be just my friend, but you yourself admitted, the way we are, we can never be more."

Her takeout had landed on the counter in a wrapped bag (the staff still too scared to come outside). Parvati shuffled in her purse for the money and dropped it on the counter before picking up the bag.

"You are a great talent, Draco Malfoy. And I have faith that you will one day figure out how to be that happy Draco. I couldn't make you turn into him in the past, but you can make yourself that way, I know it."

She leaned forward with all the allure of a beautiful, benevolent princess and kissed his cheek.

"We mightn't be friends, but let's not be strangers. I'm chairing the Dragonpox ball this summer, will you be there? I expect to see you there: on top of the world. Not all -" She gestured toward his destroyed napkins and empty glasses, "You know."

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[info]_dm
2012-08-02 09:12 pm UTC (link)
As Parvati slid out of Draco's grasp to answer her twinkling mobile, his hands fell heavily to his sides, and they curved ever so slightly-- as if in memory of what they had just briefly held, and would not hold again for a long time.

He couldn't bear to watch Parvati as she spoke to her boyfriend, but his ears hung onto every word. It wasn't the Love you that hurt. It was the familiarity that did.

And maybe, just maybe the fact that he hadn't mustered up the courage to tell her how much he still loved her, also hurt a little bit. Not that it would have done much good. But the selfish part of him wanted her to know. So that he could still have some form of tie to her.

But as she stood up with her take away, and kissed him on the cheek, he felt a wave of sickening humility crash through his hazy anger.

"I heard about your ball," was all he replied. "Unfortunately I have an appointment that day..." he trailed off, sitting back down, establishing the distance between them once more before she was out the door.

Too drunk at this point to handle thinking about the beautiful Gryffindor any longer, he decidedly shut her out of his mind as she left the dark, lonely pub. But as he mulled over his actions in terms of the diamond company, he swore he would get them back, and slowly began drawing violent, passionate circles and geometric shapes on the bar napkins scattered around him in light, artful lines.

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