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Disneymaniac · 11-10-2008, 03:26 AM

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Originally Posted by PhoenixRising

Lorraine glanced over at Theo, realizing she had nearly forgotten he was sitting near them as he'd been quite quiet for some time. Frowning, Lorraine narrowed her hazel eyes at the man sitting just a slight ways from her. "Theo. You misunderstood me," she replied charismatically. "Of course I know Syd from Level Two, but just who he is. We haven't had much contact you see, because unlike another department head I know, he is actually doing work rather than spending time in my office."

She sighed woefully as Theo went on about how Reagan did all the work around there; which was quite true. Very minimal contact with the Minister at all; Lorraine always wondered how she was able to put up with it all. That woman had the patience of a saint, evidently.

Though before she could dwell on Reagan too long, Lorraine's thoughts were obstructed by something else. The entrance of a simply stunning young woman entered the courtroom. It wasn't that Lorraine was jealous or anything, but that woman had evidently lost her way! The fashion show was certainly not at the Ministry - even she knew that.

Shaking her head, the next move shocked her most. Theo had risen to the occasion and practically made a fool of himself with her. Stupid men - think they could do anything Honestly; who does he think he is? Prince Charming?!

Before she could help herself, Lorraine rose from her seat as well, giving an apologetic look towards Syd and Kyra, and marched over towards the two. Grabbing Theo's arms, she offered a piercing glare at him. "Theo. Please try to remember your location. We are not at a cocktail party, despite what some might think."

"Then I do not know the point of this tuxedo. I thought it was to make the English looked debonair in the presence of those of higher power than ourselves," Theo shrugged, "I myself believe that we are here representing the British Ministry of Magic. Therefore we should look our best. You are just jealous of Miss Beauvais charm."

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Originally Posted by demented_death_eater

"I 'ave been 'ere for over one year," Vivienne said politely and tried to pull her hand out of Theo's firm grasp. His thumb was still caressing the top of her hand. "My job, er, 'how you zay eet in Eengleesh . . . oh, yes, eet is Mysteriez Department." She blushed because she seemed to have forgotten how to speak English.

"Pardon?" Vivienne asked and she shook her head slightly in defiance at the woman's attitude towards her. "Zis iz 'ow zee French dress when eet iz an event for dignitaries from ozer countries. Did you not read zee memo regarding proper attire?"

"Ah Level Nine. That is why I may not have seen you before. I live all the way up on Seven. I am the Department Head of Magical Games and Sports," Theo smiled.

"Well I think you look beautiful," he grinned. He wasn't sure what to say. He hadn't had to compliment someone's dress in years. Well without lying. "Forgive my colleague here. She gets rather antsy when other women are parading her ground. She is just jealous."

11-10-2008, 03:26 AM	#431 (permalink)
Disneymaniac Plimpy Join Date: Jul 2006 Location: Gallifrey Posts: 15,198 Hogwarts RPG Name: Charlie Tudor First Year x1 x1	Quote: Originally Posted by PhoenixRising Lorraine glanced over at Theo, realizing she had nearly forgotten he was sitting near them as he'd been quite quiet for some time. Frowning, Lorraine narrowed her hazel eyes at the man sitting just a slight ways from her. "Theo. You misunderstood me," she replied charismatically. "Of course I know Syd from Level Two, but just who he is. We haven't had much contact you see, because unlike another department head I know, he is actually doing work rather than spending time in my office." She sighed woefully as Theo went on about how Reagan did all the work around there; which was quite true. Very minimal contact with the Minister at all; Lorraine always wondered how she was able to put up with it all. That woman had the patience of a saint, evidently. Though before she could dwell on Reagan too long, Lorraine's thoughts were obstructed by something else. The entrance of a simply stunning young woman entered the courtroom. It wasn't that Lorraine was jealous or anything, but that woman had evidently lost her way! The fashion show was certainly not at the Ministry - even she knew that. Shaking her head, the next move shocked her most. Theo had risen to the occasion and practically made a fool of himself with her. Stupid men - think they could do anything Honestly; who does he think he is? Prince Charming?! Before she could help herself, Lorraine rose from her seat as well, giving an apologetic look towards Syd and Kyra, and marched over towards the two. Grabbing Theo's arms, she offered a piercing glare at him. *"Theo. Please try to remember your location. We are not at a cocktail party, despite what some* might think." "Then I do not know the point of this tuxedo. I thought it was to make the English looked debonair in the presence of those of higher power than ourselves," Theo shrugged, "I myself believe that we are here representing the British Ministry of Magic. Therefore we should look our best. You are just jealous of Miss Beauvais charm." Quote: Originally Posted by demented_death_eater** "I 'ave been 'ere for over one year," Vivienne said politely and tried to pull her hand out of Theo's firm grasp. His thumb was still caressing the top of her hand. "My job, er, 'how you zay eet in Eengleesh . . . oh, yes, eet is Mysteriez Department." She blushed because she seemed to have forgotten how to speak English. "Pardon?" Vivienne asked and she shook her head slightly in defiance at the woman's attitude towards her. "Zis iz 'ow zee French dress when eet iz an event for dignitaries from ozer countries. Did you not read zee memo regarding proper attire?" "Ah Level Nine. That is why I may not have seen you before. I live all the way up on Seven. I am the Department Head of Magical Games and Sports," Theo smiled. "Well I think you look beautiful," he grinned. He wasn't sure what to say. He hadn't had to compliment someone's dress in years. Well without lying. "Forgive my colleague here. She gets rather antsy when other women are parading her ground. She is just jealous." __________________ It looks like I'm not ginger after all Charlie Tudor - 1st Year Slytherpuff