Post by lovingthissite on Oct 31, 2009 15:52:23 GMT
However long it was Zane read in his room, is at a loss, he really never paid attention to his reading time, he threw his book across the room and it vanished, he sighed looking through his clothes, he had stayed in his Proffesor like clothes all day, and now he wanted somthing comfertable, he looked around and spotting his never worn silk black shirt he threw off his shirt and slipped it on over his musclar build, leaving the two buttons up top loosened, he also dressing in warm dress black pants and so newer converse he had manged to buy, he might be older but he never grew out of those.
Walking out of his apartment he headed for his, drink, meeting, date, whatever it shall be refered to as with Hermione Malfoy, that was the interesting part.
Zane sat a table in a darker corner of the The Three Broomsticks, he had already ordered somthing and waiting on its arrival, including the arrival of Mrs. Malfoy, he was still slighty jarred from her last comment, I don't intend to sleep with you or anything Mr. Shames, it's just a drink, he sighed rolling his eyes, well atleast he managed to get a smile from the women. He felt bad for her, the husband she had wasn't the best role model you could pick.
Zane sighed smoothing out his silk black sleeve, of his shirt, he had dressed up slighty, might as well look nice for a drink, for once. He pondered what to ask her firt, maybe about her children, yes that would be best perhaps, but if he wasn't careful she might see through him and ask what he really wanted to know, so he should be a tad bit careful, she was smart.
Walking out of his apartment he headed for his, drink, meeting, date, whatever it shall be refered to as with Hermione Malfoy, that was the interesting part.
Zane sat a table in a darker corner of the The Three Broomsticks, he had already ordered somthing and waiting on its arrival, including the arrival of Mrs. Malfoy, he was still slighty jarred from her last comment, I don't intend to sleep with you or anything Mr. Shames, it's just a drink, he sighed rolling his eyes, well atleast he managed to get a smile from the women. He felt bad for her, the husband she had wasn't the best role model you could pick.
Zane sighed smoothing out his silk black sleeve, of his shirt, he had dressed up slighty, might as well look nice for a drink, for once. He pondered what to ask her firt, maybe about her children, yes that would be best perhaps, but if he wasn't careful she might see through him and ask what he really wanted to know, so he should be a tad bit careful, she was smart.