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Blaise Zabini
Life, or something like it
I DON'T believe it!Collapse )

I'm going to be here all weekend...

Current Mood: pissed off pissed off

It's nice to get out of the flatCollapse )

*offers her his arm* Now, I understand we're headed for Paris today...

Current Mood: satisfied satisfied

*wanders out of the kitchen, mug of coffee in hand*

Weekends leave entirely too much time for reflectionCollapse )

Current Mood: lonely alone

Mandy's letterCollapse )

*refolds the already well worn letter back up, and slips it in to a desk drawer before casting complex privacy and locking charms on it*

It's for the best.

*makes himself focus back on the parchment in front of him, returning to his task*

Current Mood: blank blank

*wrapping a towel around himself as he exits the bathroom and pads in to the bedroom* *gaze falls on his writing desk*

I really should reply to Mandy's letter. I've put it off too long and I'm actually going to have to do some legitimate work at the office today. Must watch ones back, after all.

*goes over to the desk and takes a seat, pulling parchment and quill toward him*

Owl to Mandy BrocklehurstCollapse )

*reads the letter over, and nods to himself* *rolls the parchment up and seals it before standing* I'll send this out before headng to work.

*heads over to his wardrobe* But first things first. Time to decide what to wear...

Current Mood: refreshed refreshed

owl me
*props his feet up on the desk as he reads the Prophet*

Utterly incompetant. *sets the paper down as his Mark tingles, shaking his head slightly* I'm going to have to keep that in mind.

*sits in silence for a while before returning his attention to answering his Father's latest owl*

*picks up his quill* I'm definitely going to have to keep that in mind...

Current Mood: thoughtful thoughtful

owl me
*wanders out to the balcony, mug of coffee in hand*

Necessary evilsCollapse )

*planning, eyes drift over the skyline* Not unlike blackmailing Montgomery. I received season tickets to the Falmouth Falcons from him when he "buggered" up the Morelli negotiation. I wonder how long I'll have to wait before I can "request" a pay raise...

Current Mood: contemplative contemplative

*tosses Ministry pamphlets up in the air in frustration*

I give up.Collapse )

So, this is where I start...

Current Mood: frustrated frustrated

*below the villa, sitting on the beach next to Amelia, listening as she reminisces about Etienne while watching the tide ebb and flow in the early morning light*

*heart clenches when she suddenly chokes up, burying her face in his shoulder*

*rubs her hair absently* He's in a better place now, Lia.

I'm sorry you're hurting. I'm sorry I'm the cause of it, but it's better this way. Now he's not able to do to you what he did to me. Now you're safe. Now you'll have a choice and a chance. I'll make sure of that.

*takes her hand after she calms, giving it a squeeze* Come on, let's go have the house elves get some breakfast ready. We can have them make everyone's favourites. Mother and Father will like that, don't you think?

*smiles when she nods, giving him a shakey smile when he thumbs the remaining tears from her cheek* That's my girl.

*helps her to her feet, offering her his arm* Shall we, then?

It'll fade eventually, Lia. The pain will fade. Trust me on that. Someday you'll leave it far behind.

Current Mood: awake awake

owl me
*glances behind him at the house where it happened*

Gains and lossesCollapse )

It's always best to stick to the truth...

*looks out over the wreckage and ruin, wondering how His displeasure over this loss will be displayed*

...to a point.

Current Mood: tired tired
Current Music: rubble being shifted