Day 19; Californication (dramaxcouture) wrote in midnight_rpg,
Day 19; Californication

Teh Finished RP Log

Who: Daphne and Draco
Where: Around Hogsmeade
When: Like a week ago, I think =[
Rating: PG

Daphne sat outside of her shop on the curb. It was her usual hangout when she didn't feel like staring at piles and piles of clothes. She groaned at the thought of all the clothes she had yet to sort. The food accompanying her today was a large take out container of fried rice and chow mein. She wasn't in the mood for her other stuff. Stirring her food, she picked up her chop sticks and began to eat her chow mein.

Draco was heading to Honeyduke's to procure some more chocolate when he saw Daphne sitting on the front steps of her shop. Changing directions, he headed up to her. "Hullo there."

"Hi Draco," Daphne said, looking up. She beckoned for him to join her, setting her chopsticks back in her food. "Haven't seen you since that disaster dinner a few days ago."

"What can I say, putting a Malfoy and a Weasley in the same room is a recipe for desater," he quipped, sitting down on the step after first making sure it wasn't going to leave dirt on him. "I was trying to be nice."

"I know you were. And Ron was making an effort too. It just wasn't working." She shrugged, picking up her food again and eating some fried rice. "Oh well."

He looked at her, frowning faintly. "Trouble in paradise?"

"No... nothings wrong between me and Ron." She sighed and summoned her bottled water towards her and taking a drink.

"Ah, family problems. Need to talk about it?"

"Euhm, kinda. My familys been owling me... about my ..." she paused, trying to find a word for it, "duties to my family."

He made a face, scowling down the lane at the impressive structure that was Lucius' B&B. "I know that feeling. Are you going to cave in to their demands?"

She shrugged. "No idea, but my brother has invited himself to my cottage this weekend and Ron will be not allowed over whatsoever. I don't know what to do." She put her food down, putting her elbows up on her knees and placing her chin in her hands, staring at the store across the street.

"Would you be safe with him there?"

"It's more of the safety of my mental health, not my physical health." She brought out the owl she had sent him and began to read 'Look Daph, have you ever thought of becoming a DE? I mean, it's practically in your blood. Mum's one, dad's one, I'm one. They're just waiting for you to join us. I mean, you should. It's the right side to choose. I, as your brother, think you should. I'll be coming to visit next weekend, better make your cottage nice for me. And no guys. I don't care to see any of your one night stands or your boyfriend or whatever you have.

Alex' She put that away and looked over at Draco. "The one from my father is a bit worse.

'Daphne Ariana (my middle name, he only uses that when he's serious) Greengrass,

Your mother worries about you. There is no excuse for you to be writing home as little as you do, especially since I'm informed that your shop isn't even open! I'm expecting you to come home in the next 2 weeks, there are things regarding your future we should discuss, such as whose side are you on? My sources tell me you've been a little too chummy with Harry Potter and Ron Weasley. Stop associating with them! Their blood is tainted.

Your father' Daphne put that away and put her face back in it's original position, staring back across the street.

He frowned and and reached over, placing his hand on her shoulder. It was almost as bad as his father, but at least he did not have siblings to pressure him into anything he did not want to do. "Look. It is your life and your choices. You don't have to be what they want you to be because you are your own person. So they are all Death Eaters. It doesn't mean you have to give up your friendships and happiness for kissing the feet of the Dorkness-That-Is-Called-Lord. You do realize that the man is wackers and not only that he is running around trying to emmulate his peers even though he does not have the blood to be oh-so-above everyone else. He is a fucking half-breed like Potter and not only that, he expects us purebloods to scrape at his feet just because he can cast a few curses?
Fuck that. You are your own person. You're going to have your own income with the shop soon. You don't need to rely on them all your life."

"I know," Daphne fidgeted a tiny bit. "But my family has basically ran my life since I was young. I never did anything about it, I never felt a need to. I don't know, I'd feel like I was betraying them if I did anything against them." She sat there with a confused frown, really not knowing what to do. "What you're saying makes sense Draco, I know, but easier said than done."

"I know, but I am still doning it. I love my parents, I really do but they can't live my life for me and they can't tell me how to live my life either. I am in my majority, I am of age to do what I want and while I could have followed father's footsteps, I know that I will never be who I really am if I let them dictate my life." He loooked over at her sighing softly. "Maybe what you need is to go away for a bit, see the sights and pretend to be lost somewhere."

"Maybe..." She smiled sadly. "I guess I need some time to think about everything." She scooted the carton over towards him. "Want some?"

"I'm not that hungry, but thanks anyways," he replied and frowned at her. "I could send you off to visit somef blokes I know in America. They could show you some fashions there and make sure the owls get confused and dizzy."

"I'll think about it. That sounds really good though. Just getting away." She took her carton of food and began to eat again. "How are things?"

"things are going well otherwise. We tend to run out of chocolate at an alarming rate though." He grinned to himself about that then shook his head. "Why don't you do that before your brother comes? I mean just say you had an emergency meeting with a potential client that you can't back out of in terms of loosing money?"

"You two playing kinky chocolate games?" Daphne asked with a teasing grin. She laughed. "I'm kidding, but I can't just leave, that's too abrupt. If I ever did leave, I'd be gone for a while."

He turned a light pink. "Daphne! I'm taking it slow with her!" He sighed and shook his head. "Well, I just hope you will not let him ditate to you what you have to do. Family be damned but somethings you just have to do yourself."

She laughed. "I said I was kidding! Hmm, kinky chocolate games sound fun though," she said thoughtfully. "But, I won't. I mean, I'll try."

Draco eyed her for a moment then nodded. "I guess that is the best we can all do at times."

Daphne sat back and looked at the sky, tired of looking at the shop across the street. "You ever think about the future?"

"A lot more than I used to. Before I imagined myself as a Malfoy stud making more little babies for my father to poison."

"Ew. Malfoy stud and babies. That doesn't even sound like you." She giggled.

He scowled at her. "I know. Yet that is what my father wanted me to do outside of following the Dork Lord."

"Well, at least you decided what you wanted to do with your life eh? I haven't gotten to that point where I've found that spot, my niche. I'm still trying to find what to do, where to do it, etc." She twirled a strand of hair around her finger.

"I know I am going to have to go flying everyday again if I want to," he replied.

"You should. I might play a game with Adrian sometime soon. We just have to set up a date." She saw Honeydukes in view. "The great candy store awaits," she said, finally reaching the door. "This is where I leave you, I'm going home. See you later." She waved and put her hands back in her pockets, then walked off.

Draco frowned at her back before going into the store. He hoped that she would not follow her family's path, but he had a feeling that things are not so easy for others. He headed inside of the store.
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