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Caviar and cigarettes
Well versed in etiquette
Extraordinarily nice
She's a Killer Queen
Gunpowder, gelatine
Dynamite with a laserbeam
Guaranteed to blow your mind
Anytime
Ooh, recommended at the price
Insatiable in appetite
Wanna try?
Killer Queen-Queen
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When they returned home from shopping in the late afternoon, Sirius found an owl siting in their bedroom window. He was gone as soon as Sirius untied the letter from his leg.
"What is it?" Hermione asked curiously.
Sirius quickly unrolled the letter.
"Lord and Lady Mapleway,
You are cordially invited to Lord and Lady Blakely's annual Nations Ball at 8:30 pm. We are glad to have you with us.
Lord and Lady Blakely."
"Who are the Blakely's?" Sirius asked once he'd finished.
"Are you kidding?" Hermione exclaimed. "Why, there only two of the biggest Library owners on the planet!"
"Ah," Sirius said.
"Only the smartest of the smart are allowed at the Nations Ball! I mean, I was invited once, but then Viktor Krum asked me to the Yule Ball and-"
Sirius quirked an eyebrow.
Hermione cleared her throat. "And I've always wanted to go."
Sirius laughed. "Go put on something pretty. It's almost 8:30."
Hermione grinned and squealed, very unlike herself, and picked out her favorite dress from the pile Sirius had just placed on the bed. She ran off to the bathroom, presumably so she could use all of the haircare products in there.
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"You must be the brilliant Lady Sapphire Mapleway. It's a pleasure to meet you."
Sirius was surprised how poised and elegant Hermione knew how to be. He stood back with a few other men only there for their Wives, along with Harry and Neville.
"I just might have to ask that Lady Sapphire to dance," said one of the men. "She's quite something, I've heard. Brilliant, charming. Not to mention gorgeous."
"You'd better not," Sirius said, not even looking away from Hermione.
"Why's that?" said the man.
"Because she's MY wife," Sirius replied. "I'd appreciate it if you'd stay away from her."
The man swallowed hard. "I recognize you from somewhere. The newspaper...? What's your name?"
"Ambrose Mapleway, at your service," Sirius said. "I'm sure you'll be hearing of me much more in your future. Good day."
He and Hermione left, then. Sirius didn't know of he could stand another moment of watching other men ogle at HIS wife.
He had to do something about the fact that they weren't really together.
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Hi again! ^^ I plan to post more tonight but I've gotta write a presentation that I was supposed to write a while ago and I screwed off in Spanish class so now I gotta write a Spanish paper and I also have an Algebra project...so yeah. I'll get to it eventually. ^^