you're nobody until somebody loves you
A HariPo drabble collection
by mew-tsubaki
Tags: M&MWP.
- ^-^3
He was beneath her. Olympe Maxime might have had her own sordid past, but she was still a lady. And ladies sparkled—they could never deal with dirt.
Igor Karkaroff generously offered her a dance as the Yule Ball commenced, though. Olympe knew it would be in poor taste to turn him down—for decorum's sake—but she still didn't want to touch him. Even if he did appear to have bathed.
Instead, he asked for a chat and a sharing of spirits. That, she could handle.
She just didn't know that a lady sometimes needed to dirty her heels.
