#renegade.event

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this is an event starter call !! like / comment on this this for an event starter from narcissa malfoy.

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           **starter call! like/comment for a personalized starter from severus snape

((i’ll probably be posting an open later too))

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         -- starter for @bvllabitch

there were a lot of people at this ball that severus wasn’t fond of. in fact, his feelings for the majority of the room ranged from mild distaste to utter loathing -- and that included the various death eaters who looked down on him for his blood status. Blood status was the point, he supposed, eventually, but at this stage in the war loyalty needed to be formed from allegiance. And there was no pureblood in his allegiance that he respected more than bellatrix lestrange.

honestly, he’d go as far as saying that he liked bellatrix. to him, she had a sharp wit and a realness that was uncommon in people of her status. their friendship -- if he could even call it that, more like a solid acquaintanceship -- was fun for severus.

he had no qualms in approaching her, when they made eye contact from a few meters away, and spoke confidently. “having fun bella?” he couldn’t help but smirk as he finished off his drink. “i imagine any chance to show off is...well...pleasing for you.”

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           --starter for @rxmusjohn

severus didn’t exactly hate remus lupin, he tried to save the word hate for people who actually deserved it and -- as much as he didn’t want to admit it -- lupin was not one of those people. that wasn’t to say that he liked the lycanthrope, far from it. ((actually, he secretly feared the boy still, a shiver ran its way up his spine when he thought of that “prank”)) but severus got pleasure in having something over him and made a mental note not to avoid him this evening.

when he finally caught lupin alone, seemingly abandoned by his friends for a moment, he couldn’t stop himself from walking up and starting something. “what are you here for lupin? open bar?” he raised his eyebrow in mock question and leaned closer, speaking lowly, to finish, “or to keep up the masquerade that your kind belongs here?”

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closed starter for @benjyfens

               — “ excuse me, just what do you think you’re doing ? ” narcissa was doing her very best to keep her voice soft, not wanting to draw attention to herself and the odd boy who was leading her towards a throng of dancing couples. to her left, a giggling group of other teenagers stood, eyes glued to the strange pair as the blonde woman tried her hardest to pry her hand from his without seeming too obviously confused.“ i don’t remember accepting an invitation to– ”

               — dance. while narcissa loved dancing, dancing with strangers was not on her list of things she wished to do tonight. maybe if she had consumed more champagne before being whisked away she could have accepted it with a lighthearted laugh but that was not the case. as the music slowed to a waltz she found herself moving stiffly along to the sounds of violin, her nails now digging into the boys shoulder. “ who are you ? is this a strange game of some sort that i don’t understand ? ”

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closed starter for @siriusffs

               — possibly the worst thing about these parties ( the worst on a long list of other terrible things ) was the large amount of estranged family members narcissa was bound to run into. she was certain andromeda and her home wrecking husband were around here somewhere, and she prayed she wouldn’t run into either at any point. one person she could stomach, though, was sirius. despite his views which conflicted with her own, the two had always gotten along quite well. not as well as her and regulus got on, but still, they were civil. she figured this may be her only time to catch up with him — possibly forever, given the current political climate — and with the hopes her parents weren’t eyeing her like hawks, she approached him, lightly tapping on his shoulder to get his attention.

               — when he turned around and her light eyes met his dark ones ( he had inherited the black family eyes that seemed to skip her ), she felt a pang of regret. it was doubtful he would want to speak with her, especially with her recent marriage ( her ring felt heavy on her finger ), but it was worth a shot. 

               — “ hello, dear cousin, ” she kept her tone smooth, though her voice wanted to shake. these were the people her family was fighting to destroy. children who still looked silly and gangly in dress robes. it was saddening. “ how have you been ? ”

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closed starter for @sev---prince

               --- narcissa’s thoughts on one severus snape were not the highest. the young man, while being a key part of everything her family was fighting for, was not somebody she deemed trustworthy. his years-long friendship with the well-known muggleborn lily evans made her question his loyalty to the cause he was serving ( although she was in no place to question his allegiances when she was, at this point, unsure of her own ). lucius seemed to trust him, though, which meant she would have to as well. that wouldn’t make her feign excitement when he approached her, though. she did her best to smile, raising her flute of champagne to him before taking a small sip.

               --- “ you look . . . well, severus. ” she would have gone with handsome, but she didn’t want to lie. “ are you enjoying the party so far ? ” a strand of blonde hair was soon tucked behind her ear by gloved fingers as she saw lucius standing only a few meters away. she would have to indulge this boy in conversation for his sake. “ the decor is simply lovely if you ask me. ”

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closed starter for @isabellaflvme

               --- sadly, being from a prominent family, narcissa was unable to decline her invitation to the ministry ball. she had been far from interested in going, preferring to spend new years eve at the home of her sister rather than in public and surrounded by order members no less. the night had barely begun, and she was a glimmering pillar in the corner of the massive ballroom, nursing a flute of champagne to hopefully make the night easier. she preferred people-watching over socializing any day. however, at functions like this where eyes were always on you, drifting around the outskirts of the party was frowned upon, so narcissa searched the crowd for a familiar face. someone she could talk to without feeling forced. when icy blues landed on isabella flume, she nodded to herself before making her way over to the other blonde.

               --- “ isabella, ” she purred, a soft grin etching it’s way onto her lips, “ i should have known you would be here. the flumes not being invited to a society function would just be scandalous. ”