@iamberkleymacbeth
Berkley might’ve said she wasn’t sure she was going to the event but lo and behold, there she was! She might not want to talk about the fact that they were betrothed-gag- what an archaic standard, whatever. They were engaged to be engaged since they were fifteen according to the contract created between their fathers, in secret of course because his father was an overbearing arse with control issues. Oh, she would have thrown a fit, both of you would have if you knew... Like he wasn’t throwing a fit now? He didn’t want this, he barely knew her other than what he could remember from her years at Hogwarts. She had basically started ignoring pureblood males when he came along according to the rumor mill. This was what he had to look forward to? If they would talk, maybe get their hands on the contract to look for holes; if they could just maybe work as a united front he might just get out of this unscathed. Straightening his dress robes made his way over to her, she wasn’t going to get away with ignoring this. “Decided to come or is this some way of rebellion?”
