RP: The Great Lake At Night Who: Pansy Parkinson, Blaise Zabini, Daphne Greengrass When: April 18th 1998 Where: Beside the Great Lake, Hogwarts What: A walk around the lake. Rating: TBA Open/Closed: Closed
Damn Michael Corner and damn him and his stupid tatty hair and unfashionable jumpers. For the hundredth time that day, Pansy cursed him and wished he was in front of her so that she could hex him herself rather than just wishing for it to happen.
What she needed was to get away from the journals and the comments in them. It hadn't helped that Capper had chosen her journal to comment the equivalent of suicide in or that Pansy had - foolishly - tried to warn the stupid little twit to keep her mouth shut.
Why, Pansy had absoloutly no idea but now that her she'd warned her she didn't give two hoots what happened to her. And if anyone questioned her own reasons, she'd hex them herself before turning the wand on herself. Several times during the past couple of hours, Pansy had contemplated going to the Infirmary to see if she was being affected by a bug or potion but then Blaise had offered the perfect excuse. What more could she want than spending some time underneath the stars beside the lake with a Housemate who ticked all the appropriate boxes?
Which was why Pansy found herself leaning against a tree that overlooked the placid lake. The surface was like glass now that the squid had been removed. It was as though there had never been any creatures underneath the surface. But Pansy knew better.
The same metaphor could be applied to Hogwarts if she was so inclined.
But she wasn't.
Re-applying her lipstick without a mirror, she pressed the coloured lips together and knew that they were flawless. Blaise would be joining her soon and even though she had no plans to do anything with him, she saw nothing wrong with being as flawless as she could. Driving him wild was just an added bonus.