Disclaimer: Characters and setting belong to J.K Rowling, I'm just abusing them.
Restlessness is discontent and discontent is the first
necessity of progress. Show me a thoroughly satisfied man and I will
show you a failure.
Thomas A. Edison
Chapter 2
The large building was made entirely of glass, the receptionist's desk was located in the atrium, potted plants dotted the sitting area and all around one could hear the incessant buzzing of owls.
"I don't understand why they can't bloody invest in telephones!"
"My, my will wonders never cease Pansy Parkinson wants a muggle invention." Hermione drawled, they were waiting patiently for Draco and Ron to arrive knowing full well neither would show up for at least another half hour.
"So tell me what do you think of our chances?" Hermione pondered the question at length, the case wasn't all that complicated, an employee was suing for being over worked and underpaid. Normally this was something the unions would take up, but the union had negotiated the amount of work they were going to do two years prior they couldn't negate that. "I don't think it'll be all that hard, from the people that I've spoken too, the man was a trouble maker and lazy to boot."
"Hear say darling it won't hold in court."
"We'll put his direct supervisor on the stand then."
"Can't, the bugger agrees with him. Poker buddies" she added by way of explanation.
"Then we need to get creative."
"Now you're talking Granger." Pansy's obsidian eyes sparkled at the idea, the Slytherin in her coming out to play.
"What is that brilliantly evil mind of yours cooking up?"
"I think we should settle out of court. A little birdie told me that our plaintiff has a bit of a drinking problem with a side of mistress to go along with it."
"Doesn't he have a wife and four kids?" Hermione asked skeptically.
"Yep, and Mrs. Lowell doesn't know about Mistress Lowell."
"I wonder if Mr. Lowell wants the missus and mistress to meet." Hermione grinned.
"Also Malfoy Holdings has policy against adultery, it's an automatic dismissal. I don't think Draco took too well to Lucius having a bit of crumpet on the side."
"Alright then, let's call up Donnelly I'm sure he'll want to settle this one. I don't want to be late for lunch with the others."
"Here he comes now," Pansy said as a short stout man waddled up to them.
"Parkinson, Granger." He nodded.
"Donnelly." The women chorused with huge smiles.
"Let's take this to a private room shall we? I think your client might like to hear what we have to say before he takes it to the Wizengamot." The older man groaned, he knew when either one of them said 'private room' it meant, 'I'm busting your balls with a sledgehammer and you will enjoy it.'"
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"Darling a little to the left please!"
"There?"
"Oh yes, perfect, fanbloodytastic!"
"How much longer?"
"Not long now I'm almost done."
"That's what you said two hours ago"
"Quit your whining."
"That's not what you were saying a while ago."
"A while ago you were compliant, now you are not." Blaise gritted his perfect teeth in agitation as he continued to smile for the camera. Why on earth do I carry on doing this? Just then he caught sight of himself in the mirrored walls, Ah yes now I know … I'm a sexy beast oh yes I am. He gave the photographer a charming smile showing off two dimples. Blaise Zabini was under no delusions about his looks, he was perfect, from his unnatural lavender eyes bright against his dark olive skin to his perfectly coiffed mahogany tresses. There was more to him, but at this point he didn't quite care to find out what that more was.
"Right, we're done. You did wonderfully as always now give us kiss and you can be on your way." Colin grinned, puckering up.
"Bugger off Colin you are well aware that these lips only kiss …"
"Those with more than a hundred million galleons to their name." The younger man interrupted, "I know." Blaise swatted him with the towel he was using.
"Mind your tongue Mr. Creevey,"
"I know where I'd like to mind it" Winked Colin before sauntering off. "Same time tomorrow love." He yelled back. Blaise sighed, he was getting bored of this gig, it was time for him to do something other than look pretty and sell clothes. He was hoping the group lunch would bring him some good news. Money wasn't an issue; it was a restlessness that he was feeling that gave him itchy feet. He was twenty seven years old he needed a life … he needed a wife. What? No. Blaise Zabini does not need anything! He quickly banished the thought from his head, but it lingered, and he knew it had been festering for a long time.
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Draco was calmly walking towards his corporate head office when he realized he had a meeting with Pansy and Hermione. After apparating right on top of a middle aged biddy who was quite excited at the thought of such a delectable young man on top of her he scrambled away in horror mustering up whatever dignity he had left. That is the only time you'll have a young body over you too you pervy old coot! He thought darkly, smarting over her pinching his arse. He was further incensed when the receptionist told him that the ladies were in a meeting and could not be disturbed.
"Do you know who I am?" He thundered.
"A spoilt git?" She said plaintively.
"Why you."
"Shut it and sit down, I don't care if you are the prince of Arabia. You will behave with some decorum in this office" Beady eyes glared at him through owl shaped glasses. Her hair pulled back in a severe bun made Draco wonder if she really was a man masquerading as a woman. The gleam in the older woman's eyes told him she knew she had won this round. You wait till next time he glared. He flounced of knowing that if the middle aged spinster didn't want him going through he wasn't going to get through. I wonder where they found this troll he wondered, she was very reminiscent of an angry McGonagall riding the red wave. The thought of McGonagall on her period made Draco shudder.
"Draco darling there you are," Exclaimed an over excited Pansy as she and Hermione made their way back to their offices.
"The Battle Axe said you were in a meeting." He deadpanned. Pansy waved her hand airily,
"She says that to everyone. It's what we pay her for." Draco looked at her with confusion,
"But she isn't your secretary, she works for the ministry!" shaking his head ruefully he added "never mind, I thought we had a meeting?"
"We did it was three hours ago."
"That's right Malfoy, while you were catching up on your beauty sleep; Pansy and I were finishing up, well your unfinished business." Draco grinned, mercurial eyes flashing with glee.
"Now that I would pay to see Granger, I knew you and Pansy were having it off!" Both women rolled their eyes,
"Well someone had to finish the job" Pansy said.
"Finish what job?" Ron said as he entered the front of the building. "Sorry I'm late my girlfriend wouldn't give me a hangover potion." He said pecking Pansy on the cheek.
"Smart girl." Pansy replied.
"What job was Malfoy prattling about?"
"I do not prattle, I articulate." Draco said with a sniff. Fawn colored eyes looked at Draco for a minute,
"You are such a nancy boy" Ron said.
"No dear now you are confusing him with Colin."
"Can we cut this short? I'm hungry" Interjected Hermione. "Plus we have to discuss a settlement with you and we are also meeting the rest of the group for lunch."
"I'm not sitting next to Potter he eats with his elbows out."
"This is why he sits between two men."
"Huh?"
"If you had breats of the protruding kind you'd understand." Hermione said sagely. Pansy snickered and Ron was wondering when his nice bookish best-friend became such a potty mouth. Then grimaced at all that it implied.
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"What do you think?" Ginny asked chewing on her bottom lip. She was currently going over some ideas with Luna about what the Flints wanted done to their house.
"I think Katie is off her rocker, but then again it's what pays the bills, so give her pink polka dotted curtains and anything else her artistically challenged heart desires." Ginny giggled, she had seen the house before Katie had taken it through renovations; the pale gold's of the house were completely obliterated for a more modern white. Ginny was sure this made the older Mrs. Flint roll in her grave but with the amount of redecorating Katie had already done she figured it didn't matter old Mrs. Flint was probably getting rug burn, or would that be silk burn by now.
"Anyway, we can work on this after lunch we don't want to be the late ones again. And Hermione is going to give Blaise the contract this afternoon."
"Are you sure you want a third partner? I mean I like Blaise and all and he would definitely bring in more clients for us, no doubt he has excellent tastes and this would allow us to get a bit more creative with some of our personal projects,"
"Gin love you are rambling, we've discussed this before let's leave it at that."
"I suppose, should be fun having him around, and alrightlet's go. Remind me to ask Malfoy about his father's oils, I think they would look really good with Mrs. Shanks new theme."
"The ones of his aunt Mildred?"
"Yep, those." Luna looked appalled,
"Those things are an abomination on canvass!"
"I know rather like crossing Renoir with Lucy Orchard. Both brilliant on their own combine the two and it looks like a battle between oils and canvass with the oils winning."
"So why use them?"
"Because Mrs. Shanks wants people to see the inner beauty of her home, everything that we do is going to be grotesque." Luna decided not to get further involved as the two women set off for lunch.
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Well this was the second chapter; there is some form of plot coming along not all that noticeable at the moment, but it's there I promise. Thank you for your reviews and for reading this story, I'm glad you find it original and I plan on keeping the humor aspect of it.
I'd like to know what you think read and review please.
