Where We Are Today
A HariPo drabble collection
Note for all chapters: The Harry Potter characters belong to J.K. Rowling, not to me. :[ However, Zacharias/Parvati is a Mew & Mor Weird Pairing, so I'd appreciate a nod if you used the pairing (and visit my profile for more on M&MWPs ;} ). These are 50 linear drabbles, exploring my head-canon for this OTP of mine—so read, review, and enjoy! :3 Boot camps used: OTP Boot Camp Challenge, HeadCanon Boot Camp Challenge! (both in the HPFC)
Prompts used: acrid (OTP), Yule Ball (HeadCanon)
Word count: 656.
Timeline: Fourth year.
1: A Girl
Maybe the Weasley twins were at it again. All Zacharias Smith could smell was burnt pastries and firewhiskey as he stood by the food and punch table while his schoolmates and their visitors danced the night away.
Zacharias growled. He really didn't want to be here, in this place, at this "Yule Ball" that all the girls were fawning over. McGonagall had yelled at all the Hogwartians in attendance to be on their best behavior—something Zacharias supposed was meant to show Beauxbatons and Durmstrang that Hogwarts had an ounce of class…something with which Zacharias didn't fully agree.
There was no point to the dance, in his opinion. Sure, he liked that the Triwizard Tournament was getting everyone out of exams for the year, but still…
"Are you going to dance or aren't you?" Justin prodded him. Justin wasn't dancing either, but he was smiling and humming along with the music as he sipped a drink.
"I don't really want to," Zacharias replied.
"That's a shame." Justin tugged on his dress robes, which looked a little out-of-place for the Wizarding world, because they were shorter than that of most other wizards in the room. "I'd like to, but I feel kind of funny, dressed like this. I've never had to put a tux on, y'know."
"What's a tux?" Zach asked.
Justin gave him a funny look. "A tux—a tuxedo. You know, the starched white shirt and the black jacket and pants…"
"You mean your dress robes."
"These aren't dress robes, Zach, I told you and the others that already."
Zach nodded and tried listening to his friend go on about yet another difference between the Wizarding and Muggle worlds, but the smell of the burnt pastries from before was acrid enough to make Zach blink several times, and he finally excused himself, interrupting Justin's chatter to step away. Zach wasn't sure where he was going, but then he thought that perhaps it was high time he return to the dorm and call it a night. In fact, if he moved quickly enough, he could be asleep long before any of the other blokes were up, because Ernie was having a great time with Hannah, and Wayne had managed to convince Susan to at least one dance that in actuality had ended three songs ago…but Zach couldn't blame them, since they at least were having fun.
Speaking of which… Zacharias caught sight of Potter and Weasley as they sat dejectedly at an empty table with their dates, the Patil twins. Zach didn't exactly care for Potter and his lot—Cedric deserved to be Hogwarts' champion, after all, and he'd win for sure—but he wondered what the Patil twins were thinking to have agreed to go with the likes of Potter and Weasley.
He didn't know the Patils especially well, though he knew his father and their parents ran in some similar half-blood circles. The thought introduced a bit of curiosity, for he'd never thought before about talking to them or fraternizing with them.
Of course, then came the idea of which one to chat up. The Ravenclaw one—Padma—looked a little too let-down for his tastes. He didn't want to spend the rest of his night trying to cheer the witch up. On the other hand, the Gryffindor, Parvati, looked a wee bit ticked, and Zach had to wonder if it'd be wise to approach her when she looked so ready to strike. Well, maybe we can be sour together, he thought as his feet took him in her direction regardless.
But his pace slowed as someone else, a boy from Beauxbatons who was much handsomer than Zach ever would be, asked Parvati to dance, and she agreed without a moment's hesitation.
Whatever, Zach thought stubbornly as he retired for the night, walking past Parvati's empty seat without so much as a glance her way. She's just a girl, like any other.
A delightful start to what promises to be loads of fun. -w- Reading up on these two has made me think some more about them and their relationship…wonder what drabbles I'll cook up next? ;]
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