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CruppieMom89 · 10-19-2020, 12:14 PM

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Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie

Perhaps it was his wrock roots that had him accustomed to the extent of being nearly oblivious to the fact that his presence could cause for a certain type of reaction. Or perhaps it was his grandfatherly side coming in to play and how often he had flustered his children and grandchildren's friends. Specifically their significant others and even more specifically one Lewis Rasting. He really should not be proud of the fact that he had nearly tricked the young man to walk into the incorrect platform at King's Cross but...he still chuckled at the memory. It was a good one. One saved for his personal pensieve and proof that his fatherly instincts had been absolutely spot on.

Speaking of grandchildren too...one of his ought to be here this evening as an escort to one of the newest YATI...

His brilliant blue eyes focused on the adorably frazzled woman before him, doing his best to not look around for his grandson, and offered her an even warmer smile. "Minister will do and thank you. I have an outstanding event planning team that turn any vision and concept into a reality," he boasted with a bit of a puffed out chest. "Though it would likely be a more enjoyable evening from somewhere other than a seat."

He said this gently, of course, and with a very paternal sort of wink and amused click of the tongue.

The Minister’s demeanor was not at all what Ilse had expected. Of course, she had anticipated that he would be charismatic and charming, he was a politician after all, but she hadn’t expected him to be so... friendly? Was that the word she wanted? As he winked at her and clicked his tongue in a teasing fashion, she couldn’t help but be reminded very acutely of her grandfather. At his insistence, she stood up from her chair, being very careful not to stand on the hem of her dress, which she knew she’d trip on at least once this night. ”Yes, of course Minister. I was just sitting for a moment and taking everything in as I’ve never really been to anything like this,” she explained. ”Also, I don’t really know anyone yet...”

Sure... that seemed like a completely acceptable excuse to be a ~~party pooper~~ wallflower.

10-19-2020, 12:14 PM	#19 (permalink)
CruppieMom89 Formerly: Dances_With_Potter DMAC Jobberknoll Join Date: Jan 2009 Posts: 4,153	Quote: Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie Perhaps it was his wrock roots that had him accustomed to the extent of being nearly oblivious to the fact that his presence could cause for a certain type of reaction. Or perhaps it was his grandfatherly side coming in to play and how often he had flustered his children and grandchildren's friends. Specifically their significant others and even more specifically one Lewis Rasting. He really should not be proud of the fact that he had nearly tricked the young man to walk into the incorrect platform at King's Cross but...he still chuckled at the memory. It was a good one. One saved for his personal pensieve and proof that his fatherly instincts had been absolutely spot on. Speaking of grandchildren too...one of his ought to be here this evening as an escort to one of the newest YATI... His brilliant blue eyes focused on the adorably frazzled woman before him, doing his best to not look around for his grandson, and offered her an even warmer smile. "Minister will do and thank you. I have an outstanding event planning team that turn any vision and concept into a reality," he boasted with a bit of a puffed out chest. "Though it would likely be a more enjoyable evening from somewhere other than a seat." He said this gently, of course, and with a very paternal sort of wink and amused click of the tongue. The Minister’s demeanor was not at all what Ilse had expected. Of course, she had anticipated that he would be charismatic and charming, he was a politician after all, but she hadn’t expected him to be so... friendly? Was that the word she wanted? As he winked at her and clicked his tongue in a teasing fashion, she couldn’t help but be reminded very acutely of her grandfather. At his insistence, she stood up from her chair, being very careful not to stand on the hem of her dress, which she knew she’d trip on at least once this night. ”Yes, of course Minister. I was just sitting for a moment and taking everything in as I’ve never really been to anything like this,” she explained. ”Also, I don’t really know anyone yet...” Sure... that seemed like a completely acceptable excuse to be a ~~party pooper~~ wallflower. __________________ It's the way you're smiling at me. It's in the way you hold my hand. It's the way I've watched you change me from a boy into a man. It's a million things about you, and I don't know what it is. I have never known a love like this.