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Who: Draco and Parvati
When: One week after Engagement
What: The newly reunited couple find keeping silent about their engagement harder than it looks. Protecting the ego of the wizard Draco edged out doesn't seem so important in the face of such sparking love.
Summer was the season for purebloods everywhere. It was the season of courting, of meetings and all sorts of scandals. Only two weeks had passed since the Dragonpox Ball, the night of Parvati's event triumph and the evening where her life changed back into a fairytale, and the new couple found themselves at another vast event. The Goldstein's were celebrating their 50th anniversary together and their manor was bright with guests, champagne and lots of entertainment.
Parvati's stylist had had a terrible time with her outfit. First, they wanted to avoid anything white; too much like a wedding dress. Her split from Jacob Brandon was wildly known, as well as his proposal, and they wanted to do everything to turn other's minds from the event. Second, nothing black - it would seem like mourning. Third, nothing red or particularly sexy - with her engagement to Draco soon to be public knowledge they wanted to avoid any chance of negative press.
So, innocent and girlish they had decided on an expensive chiffon gown. Standing demurely beside a few friends, Parvati dared a glance across the room at the blonde man she would soon call her husband. She wondered if he would notice that, with such constraints on what she could wear, she had chosen something that would imply the choice she made a few weeks ago. Green for Draco. His always.
It was so hard to keep her excitement and love in control. Although it had been her request to keep their engagement silent for sometime (in order to help Jacob keep face), she was going crazy not being able to shout it from the rooftops. Thus, Parvati turned to champagne. And lots of it.
An older pureblood witch tittered her apologies at hearing of her broken engagement and Parvati did her best to look both sad and brave - it was hard - that set of gray eyes across the room had her lips twisting upward.
When: One week after Engagement
What: The newly reunited couple find keeping silent about their engagement harder than it looks. Protecting the ego of the wizard Draco edged out doesn't seem so important in the face of such sparking love.
Summer was the season for purebloods everywhere. It was the season of courting, of meetings and all sorts of scandals. Only two weeks had passed since the Dragonpox Ball, the night of Parvati's event triumph and the evening where her life changed back into a fairytale, and the new couple found themselves at another vast event. The Goldstein's were celebrating their 50th anniversary together and their manor was bright with guests, champagne and lots of entertainment.
Parvati's stylist had had a terrible time with her outfit. First, they wanted to avoid anything white; too much like a wedding dress. Her split from Jacob Brandon was wildly known, as well as his proposal, and they wanted to do everything to turn other's minds from the event. Second, nothing black - it would seem like mourning. Third, nothing red or particularly sexy - with her engagement to Draco soon to be public knowledge they wanted to avoid any chance of negative press.
So, innocent and girlish they had decided on an expensive chiffon gown. Standing demurely beside a few friends, Parvati dared a glance across the room at the blonde man she would soon call her husband. She wondered if he would notice that, with such constraints on what she could wear, she had chosen something that would imply the choice she made a few weeks ago. Green for Draco. His always.
It was so hard to keep her excitement and love in control. Although it had been her request to keep their engagement silent for sometime (in order to help Jacob keep face), she was going crazy not being able to shout it from the rooftops. Thus, Parvati turned to champagne. And lots of it.
An older pureblood witch tittered her apologies at hearing of her broken engagement and Parvati did her best to look both sad and brave - it was hard - that set of gray eyes across the room had her lips twisting upward.