High-Fashion Hooker

Bonjour! Je m'appelle Angelique Bujold. Je suis l'assistant de Narcissa Malfoy, de la Maison des Black. Née en France, vivant actuellement en Angleterre. J'adore le stylisme de mode, mais mon travail consiste à chercher du café et faire des...

[angeliquebujold]

hereiwasreadymade

“That is the plan.” They’d arrive at the restaurant shortly. He tried to wrack his brains for what they could do after. Walk in the park? He hadn’t been on a proper date in ages. What if things had changed? “Sleep? Read. Actually get to ride my motorcycle. Travel.” Try not to get killed for being a double-agent. “That’s the downside of a job you can’t talk about. Everything else you talk about sounds boring.It’s very distracting in conversation.”

“Sleep is always nice.  My boss is crazy...I don’t usually get much sleep because she’s going to call or text me in the middle of the night--or your sister--and demand something to be done at that moment or in the morning.”  She smiled at the absurdity of it, shaking her head.  “Where do you travel to, then, if we’re not supposed to talk about your job?”  To her, his job seemed frustrating.  She imagined him having to tail a celebrity as their bodyguard.  It might be glamorous--or it might not.  She had absolutely no idea that it was far from the truth.

[angeliquebujold]

Rodolphus, to Lucius, about Cassiopeia ( @crudxlis )

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“Italian, it is.” Was she staring or was he misconstruing normal eye contact? Angelique asked if Erika knew. Ichiro smiled. “That depends. Did you tell her you’d seduce me with a kiss before you came here? Probably not. If I end up being a horrible date, you can complain to her later. If it’s…acceptable to you and you’re interested in a second date. We’ll deal with the Rika explanation when we have to.”

She shook her head.  “No.  Just getting my bag,” she smiled.  The impromptu date was unexpected, as was the kiss.  She had no idea what outside force prompted her to maul him like some two-bit hussy.  But then again, she was a Frenchwoman first and foremost.  Being romantically affectionate, even in greeting, was second nature.  “Let’s see where the night takes us, then.”  She crossed her legs, bag to her side.  Actually, it was placed in between them, a momentary barrier of sorts.  “So, since you and your sister have opposite schedules, what do you do with your time?”

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“I didn’t get to know her very well. Like…panther beautiful. Dark, mysterious, could probably bite your head off. She didn’t talk to me much.I was usually running off to surf or meet up with other people. She and Ichiro would zoom away on their own.“Erika nodded at Angelique’s guess. “Oh yeah, he had it bad. Disappeared for a few weeks. Which isn’t like him at all.”

For all the French beauty she genetically possessed, the girl had doubts about her own adequacy, and wondered if Ichiro still had feelings for this mysterious ex-girlfriend.  “Ugh, I feel like a hacker, prying into information I shouldn’t even be looking at!  Is this what led the two of you to move out here?”

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"You’re not hacking. I’m just giving you access to certain files."She hoped that was the correct term. She knew the basics and how to look up things and watch cat videos,but she wasn’t big on computers. "No. I think he needed a change. I thought he was crazy at first and was trying to convince him out of it, but I think it was the right decision.” She didn’t need to explain ‘joining Death Eaters’ to him trying to take them down. And it was half-way honest.

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“Mm,” she mumbled, looking away and processing the information in her head.  Which, honestly, wasn’t a lot to go on.

The quiet between them had been quickly drowned out by the sound of a phone ringing.  The office assistant line, to be exact (although, to be fair, all phone calls went through the assistant lines before being connected to Narcissa herself).  Angelique quickly rose from her seat and rushed to her desk to answer before the phone got to its third ring (it was considered a faux pas if it was anything after three rings).

“Narcissa Black’s office, how may we help you?” she answered briskly.

“Angelique, is that you?” asked a familiar voice on the other line.  “I’m in the car on my way to the airport.  I need you and Erika to pick up a few things before I return.  First of all, there is an order of fabric at Macculloch & Wallis, and one at Dalston Mill.”

Narcissa was speaking her list while Angelique was scrambling to grab a pen and notepad--her hasty scribbles near illegible while trying to keep up with her boss’ nonstop talking.

“Then I want fresh flowers from McQueen’s.  Anything purple or blue and white.  No, yellow.  Perhaps sunflowers.  Or green.  Hydrangeas are nice.”  The indecisiveness and quick fleeting thoughts were normal when trying to figure out her next color scheme.  Narcissa was always in search of some new palette for the next season to work on.  “I also want macarons.  Pick up a large box from Laduree--all their flavours.  And I’ll need my dinner from the usual place.  It needs to be at the ideal temperature when I arrive home, is that clear?”

“Yes, Narcissa, of course,” Angelique replied, still trying to keep up with her boss’ commands onto paper.

“The shop needs to be dusted and polished for our next appointments.  Also, check all the receipts for whatever else I’ve ordered this month.  I think everything should be done by now.  That includes the shoes, labels, boxes, bags, and notion supplies.  That’s all.”

Angelique was about to reply and had just about formed a word when she heard a click on the other line.

“Well, that’s that, then.”  She turned to Erika.  “Looks like we have work to do.”

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Last month I went to the Tudors exhibition at the Musée du Luxembourg, in Paris. I had a great time, there were so many beautiful pieces and I could finally see Anne Boleyn’s Book of Hours, I can’t describe the feeling I had standing in front of it, thinking she once held it in her hands.

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yeup i went there too but didn’t take pictures because i didn’t want to get kicked out.

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94What's something you like about your body?95What's something you dislike about your body?96What body parts do you find the sexiest?97What was your most recent sexual thought?

(my handwriting is shit for Angie because I haven’t settled on a style yet)

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“My employers value their privacy.” That was plausible. Muggle movies with spies and private security said things like that. “Of course. She’s my sister. And with our parents still in Hawaii. She’s the family I have.I suppose it wouldn’t hurt if we tried finding jobs with the same schedules. My dad was–is– a workaholic so their’s probably guilt in there about laziness somewhere.” He opened the taxi door for her before sliding in himself. “Did we say Italian?"

“Then your employers must be really rich, or celebrities, or both,” the blonde concluded.  Even working with Narcissa, it didn’t make her any less starstruck when someone famous graced their doors with a presence.  “I did not know your parents were still alive.  Your sister doesn’t mention them.  What does your father do?”  Bombarding him with questions--but that was generally the way she was, trying to get to know someone on a date.

She clutched her purse as she got in, smiling lightly.  “I do believe that was the choice for tonight.  I hope you know of a good place, because I can’t give the directions.”

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“Sure. Why not? Talk, dark, and handsome.” Though, finding someone taller than her would be very easy. “Oh. No. Gil, it’s short for Gilbert. That one was my cousin. I meant, since he’s a workaholic his only friends are work friends who aren’t nearly as interesting as he is.”

Erika checked the clock. “I don’t think so unless a customer comes in.” It had been a rather slow day.“We could check our emails for urgent messages?”

She quirked her brows for a moment before it clicked in her head that Gil was her cousin and what exactly Erika meant.  “Forgive me, Erika.  You don’t speak of your family often, so zat was a bit confusing,” she laughed.  “Well, I suppose we ‘ave time to find us both dates for ze Versace gala.  If zere is nothing interesting in our emails, I’m just going to sign us up for online dates and see if anyone good-looking shows up!”  Angie grinned, plainly disregarding the fact that Erika hadn’t said ‘yes’ to this “brilliant idea” yet.  “And Ginny?  Do you think she ‘as a boyfriend?”  Their other coworker was nowhere to be found, although she was scheduled differently most of the time...Angie didn’t know why.

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“Matchmaker. Could be fun.” Erika lit up at the suggestion. “Yes, we should.” Narcissa’s galas could be glamorous, but they reminded her a bit too much of some of the ones her parents had thrown. “Major snore-dom. Tall, dark hair, the rest doesn’t matter as long as they’re not complete assholes.”

“So basically tall, dark, and handsome then?  Duly noted,” she replied, giving a slight nod as she stared at the ceiling.  “But...Gil?  What kind of a name is that?” Angie laughed.  “I would’ve nexted him on the spot!”  She had to mentally go through her little black book--or Facebook friends, rather--to see if there were any local guys that Erika might go for.  “Shit, is there something else we’re supposed to do today?  What time is it?”

[angeliquebujold]

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He checked the window again. “Taxi’s here.” He opened the door and offered his arm. Work. What was he suppose to say to that? “Private security.” That seemed plausible, right? Odd hours. He was trying to make the world safer. Just in an unconventional way.

She took his proffered arm as they left the building.  “Ah, so that explains why the two of you keep different schedules and hardly see each other.  But you do spend time together, right?”  It was hard to picture Ichiro in some kind of rent-a-cop suit.  Or, if he was a bodyguard, a man-in-black suit would look better on him anyway.  “So, do you watch over supercomputers, or celebrities?”

[angeliquebujold]

Harry Potter Characters as Hamilton Quotes

Harry Potter: "If there's a reason I'm still alive when everyone who loves me has died, I'm willing to wait for it."

Hermoine Granger: "You want a revolution? I want a revelation!"

Ron Weasley: "This is not the moment, it's the movement where all the hungriest brothers with something to prove went."

Ginny Weasley: "You strike me as a woman who has never been satisfied."

Luna Lovegood: "I am inimitable, I am an original."

Neville Longbottom: "I am not throwing away my shot!"

Cho Chang: "Love doesn't discriminate between the sinners and the saints, it takes and it takes and it takes and we keep lovin' anyway."

Draco Malfoy: "I am the one thing in life I can control!"

Fred Weasley: "I may not live to see our glory, but I've seen wonders great and small!"

George Weasley: "I'm just like my country, I'm young, scrappy, and hungry."

Dean Thomas: "I’m runnin’ with the Sons of Liberty and I am lovin’ it! See, that’s what happens when you up against the ruffians!"

Seamus Finnigan: "Yo, let's steal their canons!"

Lee Jordan: "Turn around, bend over, I'll show you where my shoe fits!"

Cedric Diggory: "We're gonna teach 'em how to say goodbye."

Fleur Delacour: "I came from afar just to say “Bonsoir!” Tell the Dark Lord “Casse toi!” Who’s the best? C’est moi!"

Oliver Wood: "Can we get back to Quidditch?" "Please?!"

[angeliquebujold]

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“We could leave her a note if you needed to ask her something. I have envelopes and paper.” He wasn’t surprised Erika hadn’t mentioned she lived with her brother. “I live here. Maybe she’s dancing or she took my motorcycle out again.” Without asking. Again. “We have different hours so missing each other happens sometimes.”

“No.  I’ll see her in the office on Monday.  She widened her eyes at his confession that he shared the apartment with Erika.  Angelique didn’t expect it, the way Eri always talked about her brother--but having different hours made sense in a way.  “Hey, so where do you work, anyway?”

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“No, he was great.Not in the industry. We were in the States then. But we were more friends than romantic. He was getting over a girl…We tried not serious. But after a while, he was honest, and respected that I didn’t want serious. Then, he had to go home. We lost touch.” And then he died, but Angelique didn’t need to know that. “Boyfriend? I’d have to know them better. My cousin keeps trying to set me up but all he knows are people who work in government. Real workaholic, Gil.”

“Well, that sucks,” she scoffed, resting her head on her fist--and her arm propped on her knee.  “Maybe I should set you up instead,” Angelique suggested.  “And you and I should try to go clubbing when we’re not having to deal with boss lady’s galas and business functions.”  She was grinning.  They definitely needed to have another girls’ night out and Erika probably needed to get laid or something.  The blonde was already planning club night in her head  “So if not people working for the government--which can probably be major boredom--what kind of guys do you fancy?  Tall?  Short?  Fair?  Dark?  What is it?”

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"So different. Weather. The cold. The accents. But I mean, Oahu’s tiny. There’s only so much to explore. And then once you see the other islands… It was time I think."  She finished her drink, left the cup on the table, and plopped next to Angelique. "I dated someone from here before… Not date exactly. And it depends on what you mean by like.”

“Well, who was he?  And judging by the way you were avoiding the subject, I take it that he wasn’t that great?  Is he in the industry?”  Industry meaning the fashion world in which they worked.  Through Narcissa, they’d been introduced to a lot of professionals--Angelique having gone out for drinks with a few of them, only to not hear from them afterwards.  Is there anyone you think you’d want as a boyfriend?” she nudged lightly.

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“Don’t worry about my sister. She’s a big girl.” Erika would probably ask him a bazillion questions later. Ichiro called the restaurant and asked if they had tables available. Then, he called the cab company. “They’re fifteen minutes out.” He walked to the window. “We’ll be able to see them when they arrive.” He turned away from the window. “What was the plan, anyway? Were you just looking for Erika?”

“I was,” she replied.  “You being here was an added bonus.  But Erika’s not here, so there’s not much we can do about that,” she shrugged, seating herself back on the couch.  “I wasn’t expecting to see you.  What’re you doing here anyway, and where’s Eri?”  Angelique was under the assumption that the two siblings lived in separate apartments.  Erika never told her otherwise, and Angie never thought to ask.

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"You’re not hacking. I’m just giving you access to certain files."She hoped that was the correct term. She knew the basics and how to look up things and watch cat videos,but she wasn’t big on computers. "No. I think he needed a change. I thought he was crazy at first and was trying to convince him out of it, but I think it was the right decision.” She didn’t need to explain ‘joining Death Eaters’ to him trying to take them down. And it was half-way honest.

“Do you like living out here?  It’s very different from Hawaii, I take it.  A lot colder.”  She hugged herself, curling up on the couch, having kicked off her shoes (Narcissa probably would freak out if she saw).  “And, well, have you dated anyone here?  Or met someone you like?”

[angeliquebujold]

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“Italian, it is.” Was she staring or was he misconstruing normal eye contact? Angelique asked if Erika knew. Ichiro smiled. “That depends. Did you tell her you’d seduce me with a kiss before you came here? Probably not. If I end up being a horrible date, you can complain to her later. If it’s…acceptable to you and you’re interested in a second date. We’ll deal with the Rika explanation when we have to.”

She chuckled uneasily, brushing a stray lock of hair from her forehead.  “N-no, I don’t think that was part of the plan.”  Her cheeks felt hot.  “Yeah, you’re right...we should see how tonight goes.”