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Feb. 15th, 2008 08:24 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
There was a lot of pink around, pink doves gently cooing. Lots of pink roses sprouted up like vines, and soft music playing. Also fairy lights that he got on special order from his world. The tables was not yet set, but it will be soon enough. And dinner was nearly ready. He even got some pink champagne for her.
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Date: 2008-02-16 02:36 am (UTC)She doesn't really understand the occasion, a little foggy on when Valentine's Day actually is.
(Surely it can't be today, right?)
Her attention ends up going to the lights.
A moment's hesitation before she asks, "What are these?"
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Date: 2008-02-16 02:51 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-02-16 02:53 am (UTC)"Fairy light?" she asks, turning to him. "Real fairies?"
She's not mad just yet, but she is pretty upset already.
"But why?"
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Date: 2008-02-16 03:08 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-02-16 03:12 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-02-16 03:21 am (UTC)Not that he would know anything about that. >.>
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Date: 2008-02-16 03:23 am (UTC)And now the tears prick at the corners of her eyes.
"Let them go," she quietly says.
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Date: 2008-02-16 03:37 am (UTC)He sighed, "I can't do it here. The fairies here would be confused by them, and not sure if they could survive in your world. I was going to take them back tomorrow anyway."
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Date: 2008-02-16 03:39 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-02-16 03:56 am (UTC)"It's just a custom from home..." He sighed, and went to gather them up.
"Fine. Just wanted to make tonight special for you, and show you how much I love you. Especially since be our first Valentine's Day together. That's all."
And then apparated to where the portal was so he could head into the bar to stop back in his world.
He was gone for a while.
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Date: 2008-02-16 04:03 am (UTC)He, after all, thought it was all right to capture fairies for his garden.
She watches as he takes the fairies back, a few tears still tracing their trails.
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Date: 2008-02-16 04:21 am (UTC)"Dinner's probably cold now. And I cooked."
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Date: 2008-02-16 04:24 am (UTC)"That's what you're thinking about? Cold dinner?"
She'll be touched about Draco cooking some time later. Right now, she can't see why he would even think about that.
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Date: 2008-02-16 06:29 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-02-16 06:34 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-02-16 06:51 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-02-16 06:54 am (UTC)Her features are colder now.
"Keeping living creatures locked up just because they're pretty doesn't sound terribly festive to me. Even those who walk willingly into a cage are still caged."
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Date: 2008-02-16 07:04 am (UTC)"Mia, it's just part of my world, like the house elves. I know you had trouble understanding that as well. It's just how it is there. It's not like what you think it is."
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Date: 2008-02-16 07:12 am (UTC)trouble
understanding?
How did she not understand that? How does she not understand this?
How is keeping fairies as lights different than keeping fairies as garden decorations? How is one less cruel than the other?
And if that's what he's willing to do to fairies and house elves, then what is he willing to do to humans?
Her tears are burning hot on her face and her throat is choking up. She can't find any argument, but what good would one be if she doesn't understand anyway.
And so she ends up saying-
-no, shouting-
-something that she's never said to him.
"I despise you!"
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Date: 2008-02-16 07:26 am (UTC)Draco seemed rather calm, cold. Even though his hands were faintly shaking.
He asked, his tone of voice breaking slightly, giving away how he was affected by this.
"Despise me? For something that's part of my background, my culture? This is who I am. If you don't like it, why did you bother saying yes?"
His face then twisted into a sneer, "Fine. Enjoy the sodding food, the doves, the sparkling pink bubble bath. Don't know why I bother with such trouble if it's not going to be appreciated." He then turned around to leave.
Turning into a fox since simpler thought processes would be easier to deal with right now.
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Date: 2008-02-16 07:31 am (UTC)And she manages to hit his head with the engagement ring before she storms out herself.
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Date: 2008-02-16 07:34 am (UTC)