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January 1st, 2009

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10:06 am - 12 Days of Christmas Challenge: Day 7: Odd Careers: Post 4/4
Written for the 12 Days of Christmas Challenge

Title: Prologue to Draco and The Green Carnation Club
Author: Localfreak
Fandom: Harry Potter
Ship: Gen.
Summary: Prologue to 'Draco and the Green Carnation Club' which takes place some time after the first in the series, Percy and the Green Carnation Club (http://localfreak.deadjournal.com/524803.html )



The door to the teashop gave a hearty ‘ding’ of welcome as Draco Malfoy walked in. He didn’t need to go to the counter, simply chose a table nearest to the kitchen and presently a plate of soft, fluffy scones and a knob of butter was brought before him.

“Hello, Greg.”
“Draco.” The other nodded, and sat down opposite, dusting his floury hands on his apron. “You need to stop moping around like this.”
“Your scones are to die for, Greg, you know that.”
“Don’t try to distract me,” Goyle replied, doggedly, “Ever since you got back-“
“From my honeymoon” Draco hissed scornfully, breaking off a piece of scone with his fingers in a distracted manner.
Greg raised an eyebrow meaningfully, “Just because you’re married doesn’t mean it’s the end of the world.”
”How dare you-!”
“No, you listen, Draco, how’s business? How are those stocks doing? How long has it been since you read the paper?”
Sullen silence. Draco pretended to be fascinated with his plate.
“No? How about this: How’s Blaise? Have you heard he’s nearly qualified for his magical veterinary license?” Draco flushed tellingly. “You’ve got to stop ignoring everything; you’re just making yourself more miserable by wallowing.” Goyle pushed. Silence. He heaved a heavy sigh. “Fine. I have to get back to work. I’ll send a pot of tea along.”
He paused, but as no reply seemed to be forthcoming turned to leave.
“Greg?” Draco’s voice was low and awkward, “Thanks.”
Goyle’s expression softened. “You’re welcome, Draco.”
He pushed through the kitchen doors and Draco caught the sound of him bellowing “ROGERS, WHERE ARE THE ECLAIRS? WHAT DO YOU CALL THAT? WHERE’S THE CREAM FOR THESE FRENCH HORNS?” before the doors swung shut and the silencing spell muted the noise.

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From:[info]sabethea [livejournal]
Date:January 1st, 2009 - 03:34 pm
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I'm not sure this is odd so much as INSPIRED! Goyle running a cake shop. *is happy*

Granted, my sister plays the French Horn and I'm worried about what might happen to her music if she put cream in it, but I knew what was meant and was merely being obnoxiously frivolous :)
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From:[info]localfreak
Date:January 2nd, 2009 - 02:47 pm
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*grins* I'm glad you like it. I've been baking a lot recently and I think it shows.


>< I have...just turned the whole 'cream in the french horn' thing into a TERRIBLE INNUENDO. I deserve to be punished.

*scrubs at brain*
From:[info]lycoris [livejournal]
Date:January 2nd, 2009 - 03:00 pm
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*cracks up* I love it. Goyle runs a cake shop! IT'S PURE GENIUS! And he yells like a REALLY REALLY ANGRY CHEF. Brilliant and lovely. :D
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From:[info]localfreak
Date:January 2nd, 2009 - 03:02 pm
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lmao. I think pure genius may be an exaggeration, but then, who am I to complain? *preens*

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