The Millicent Files – Folder Two – The Date
Author: Gilaine
Rating: K+
Disclaimer: Look towards (or rather backwards) to Folder 1 : The L.O.M.L.
A/N: I'm back for a second chapter – what is the world coming to? I have a second chapter! That never happens. Enjoy. This is set just over a week later from chapter one…
Thank you to Little Witch, Daisy Brambleburr, and Shoelia for reviewing! Love you guys!
Millicent – a girl known for her impressive constant frowns that could scare away most lions had to hold back very uncharacteristic giggles as she watched the Weasel's face get so bright that even in the dark he would have set a glow upon the couple's table.
You may wonder why Millicent was present at the very first date of Thea and the Weasel. Blaise was insisting that he chaperoned this romantic liaison (even though he had never chaperoned any of her dates before – and there had been a few to say the least) and as the location was Madam Rosetta's he couldn't exactly go alone and so he'd asked his only female friend (the only one daft enough to remain friends with him – all his other female friends had become girlfriends and subsequently very angry ex-girlfriends – especially angry since he'd discovered sex together with his 'appreciating' gaze towards other girls…). So Millicent; instead of hiding in her favourite book store of Hogsmeade found herself an unwilling date at a place where she couldn't classify what they set on your plate as 'food'.
I will let Millicent to set the scene of that fateful day.
On this fateful day (I know – being overly dramatic) we are in that awful café that I had hoped that I would never cross the fresh hold of and that it had to be with Blaise; I couldn't even say that it was the boyfriend doing the whole romantic thing as I have never had a boyfriend – I'm 18 for goodness sake. Whatever – it was the perfect place for the Weasel to take out Thea on their first date (it was like a Hogwarts Student's Tradition, or something) and Blaise with his network of spies had discovered the time and date of 'D-day RW1' (date day, first date with Weasel) and thought that arriving half an hour into the date would be good aim for interrupting their date. This was very cunning as they would have already ordered their food and almost certainly have already started which would therefore mean that could not leave (because that would just be plain rude) and make things, and let me quote Blaise - 'complicated'.
Approximately an hour earlier…
Blaise had got the idea that if he messed up the very first date between the miss-match then date number two would never enter the minds of the disaster of a couple that sat two tables across. Blaise had even talked one of Thea's ex-boyfriends to enter into the show (one of the select few of her exes Blaise would talk to – perhaps possibly to even call a friend). The Weasel would go running back to Granger's arms with a squeal and a yelp. The Gryffindor would not go out with his sister. Preferably not with any of the Gryffindors but the Weasel was the daftest one of the lot and Blaise and Millicent were including Longbottom in their assessment. Actually, Longbottom wouldn't be too bad – he was relatively highly pure-blooded considering the times.
Millicent sitting down at their table by the window inwardly sighed. Even though the place was horrible and looked like it had come out of a movie filmed in the forties it would be nice to have a boyfriend and do these weird things like eat in the pink mass that was Madam Rosetta's. Thinking about potential boyfriends made her think of the L.O.M.L. and the pointlessness of crushes. Shaking her head slightly she focused on Blaise who was currently shooting bullets at the disgusting couple with the power of eyesight alone.
"Psst! Blaise! Look this way! At least pretend for three minutes so I may order that meal you promised to buy me." She whispered to Blaise, kicking sharply at his shins.
"Ouch! Millie!"
Millicent smirked at Blaise. Blaise frowned at her. "Stop looking like your cousin."
She straightened her face. Blaise didn't like reminders – it had been of ushered rumour amongst the Slytherin sixth formers since that night of the exact nature of Blaise and Draco's relationship. Of course, Millicent knew the truth. The now silent pair looked down at their menus whilst making sure that they kept an ear out for any titbits of information.
Thea and the Weasel were (surprise surprise) having a lovely meal until Thea's overprotective brother and his friend (it was always insisted that she was not his girlfriend) had arrived. The two had found many bases to build a half decent conversation between strangers (like interfering brothers and their love of scrambled egg and bacon in the morning) and well; just basically just getting on although it had been growing obvious that there was not going to be any fireworks, sparks or anything else for that matter being lit and/or exploded between the pair and had agreed in a rare moment of clarity that it would be useless to try and take this new friendship towards anything romantic. It was at this moment that those two had arrived and destroyed the atmosphere and if it was not for them already starting their main meal they would have gone elsewhere. Blaise and Millicent had apparently stopped for a bite to eat, with Blaise declaring;
"Oh, I did not realise that you were having your date here, today of all days? And here of all places? Well, what do you think about that, Millie?"
'Millie' chose not to reply; but to show two rows of very pointy, white teeth in a very toothy grin. Deliciously devilish with eyes all a sparkle. "Lets sit at the window, Blaise, and leave these two little love-birds to their meal? We can act all pompous and portentous."
"Sǐ," replied Blaise and he guided her towards the table with a hand on the small of her back.
Thea whispered to the Weasel (making sure that she couldn't be heard) as she watched her brother guide Millicent's chair towards the table, "Blaise really wants to get into Millie's knickers."
"Thea!" Half shouted the Weasel. Calming his voice he muttered, "you shouldn't speak about your brother like that – besides, you sound like a bloke."
Thea shrugged, not caring. "It is true though! Apparently she fancies someone else – has done for yonks and Blaise doesn't think he can compete with this perfect guy she's got in her head – she's daft; no guy is perfect," at the Weasel's OTT fake gasp Thea added, "not even you, Weasley!"
"Your brother actually told you that? None of my siblings would confide in me like that – me and Ginny are the babies and treated as such."
Thea laughed heartily, and after taking a sip of her wine said, "he never told me – anyway, who else would go out with her?"
"Now, that is really cruel, Thea."
"Have you even smiled at Millie? Said hello?"
Silence.
"I thought so. Do not criticise people without first looking in on yourself."
Pause. "Wise words."
"I'm a wise woman. I can read those two like a book. I have known the pair all my life – Millie's father often dumped her at ours for weeks on end." Thea suddenly clamped her mouth shut, obviously letting something slip that she had been told not to and took a very large bite into her spicy chicken rap. Weasel, for once understanding without having to be told what he was supposed to understand and took a big bite of his spare ribs before he could say anything stupid, turning as he bit down towards the table by the window at the continuous racket of hysterical female laughter.
Millicent couldn't stop laughing at the direction of conversation of the table across from herself. Blaise fancy her? Never in a million years – besides, Blaise knew that she fancied someone else and until she got it out of her system (she was still in the planning stages of her grand scheme) (planning could take many months; even years before a feasible arrangement became practical). "I never thought I would get a good laugh out of this sabotage at your expense, Blaise!"
"What, you would never consider going out with me then, my flower of the lily for my Millie!"
Millicent sniffed the orange juice, it didn't smell like it had been spiked.
"NEVER, you are my best friend."
"I know that, so stop listening to my sister's silly little dreams," tutted Blaise. "Oh, well, I guess I'll have to talk Pansy…" Millicent winced at this declaration. Her pain obvious to the other Slytherin, he spoke reassuringly, "Don't worry – if she turns all crazy on me I know that you will come to my rescue, my heroine!"
"What so you do fancy me!"
"It's not true," he psst at her.
"Thea … giggle … is always … giggle … right … giggle … she … is a …giggle … pro!"
Blaise gasped and was instantly on the defence for his oldest sister. "She isn't a pro – she is merely practicing. Anyway, she is not always right – but I am! It is not true!"
"Deny, deny, denial!" Millicent's giggles subsided. "Denial will get you nowhere."
The bell to the café ran loud as a tall lad opened the door.
"A table for one, dear?" asked Madam Rosetta, very concerned.
"I just need to speak to someone, Madam," a deep voice replied.
Blaise announced the entrance with – "Ooh! Ex-boyfriend number 26 – emerging into the vortex that is this fine establishment!"
Millicent sat up – now the show was really going to get started!
A/N: Did anyone else think Cilla Black? I did once I had re-read my 'surprise surprise' comment…
Question: Does any person out there in cyberspace have any ideas for Thea's ex boyfriend? I'm completely and utterly baffled – I'm not sure about either completely making him up or using a pre-existing character. I am tempted by Crabbe. Hmm. Surely someone has a better idea?
P.S: L.O.M.L Love Of Millicent's Life – a nickname for Golden Boy, created by Blaise.