Post by amandahleigh on Sept 24, 2005 12:08:13 GMT -5
Blind Date
Summary: It's Valentine's Day, and Minerva lets her friends set her up on a blind date. I suppose it would be pg13 for innundo.
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Minerva McGonagall did not like being set up on dates. Her best friends had often tried to find her “just the right man,” and it always turned out to be a disaster. So why did she agree to this? Well, simply put, she was a little desperate. It was Valentines Day and the thirty-four year old witch had not had a date in over a year. It wasn’t that she was unattractive, or had a rotten personality, or was of very limited intelligence, quite the opposite. She was just busy…that’s all. She decided to wear a tasteful powder blue blouse with a scoop neck and dark blue skirt that fell to below her knees and a strand of her mother’s pearls, a pair of black dress boots with a two inch heel and pearl earrings. She had chosen a light blue robe to wear over the dress, and her hair was braided with an off-white ribbon securing the end.
She was to meet her dinner date at seven-thirty at the Three Broomsticks (it is always good to meet a new person in a public place!) and continue on to dinner from there.
It was six-fifteen when she was startled by a knock on her door. She answered it only to find her friends and colleagues Rolanda Hooch, Pomona Sprout, Poppy Pomfrey, and Cicely Sinistra gathered in the hall.
“Um, hello.” She said pleasantly. “Come to make sure I’m really going to meet this ‘wonderful man’ the four of you dug up?”
“Don’t be silly!” said Poppy with a chuckle as the quartet entered. “We simply wanted to make sure you look…right.”
“Well, how did I do?” Minerva inquired, and there was a pause.
“Pearls?” Asked Rolanda. “Are you the Queen Mum?”
“And that blouse?” added Pomona. “Are you a librarian?”
“I like the boots,” stated Cicely. “But can’t we add more heel?”
Minerva sighed. “Fine then, fine. Make me over.”
The four friends grinned and immediately got to work. When they were through, Minerva looked at herself in the floor length mirror.
“I look like a hussy.”
Poppy laughed. “That is only because you are not wearing your robe yet! Wear the black one, but the nice black one, with the silvery threading and the crimson trim.”
“This dress makes my chest look huge.”
“Good,” said Rolanda wickedly. “Men like that.”
“And I don’t know whether I can walk in four inch heels.”
“Hey, I did a fine job transfiguring those boots, Minerva,” Cicely insisted. “Enjoy them.”
Minerva looked herself over again. The dress they’d brought for her was sort of old fashioned looking, but very modern too. It had black spaghetti straps that held up a tight bodice of scarlet red. The skirt part of the dress was black and long, and there was an intricate black pattern over the red of the top. Truth be told, she looked amazing…but still she felt rather awkward. Pomona had taken Minerva’s hair down and let it flow freely over her shoulders, using small diamond hair pins to pull it away from her face.
“I don’t know if I can do this,” said Minerva nervously.
“Trust us, Minerva, we know him!” Poppy assured her. “He’ll love it!”
“Who is this mystery man that you all know that I apparently have never met?” asked Minerva, but the four refused to tell her.
Soon, it was time to leave. “Don forget the rose pinned to your robe, Minerva!” Cicely reminded her, “Or else he might not know he’s supposed to be meeting you. And he will be carrying a red rose from the same bunch as this one, so look for that. Enjoy!”
“Have fun!” called Pomona with a grin.
“Lots of fun!” called Poppy with a laugh.
“Not too much fun!” called Rolanda with a wink.
“And tell us all about it tomorrow!” called Cicely.
Summary: It's Valentine's Day, and Minerva lets her friends set her up on a blind date. I suppose it would be pg13 for innundo.
-- -- --
Minerva McGonagall did not like being set up on dates. Her best friends had often tried to find her “just the right man,” and it always turned out to be a disaster. So why did she agree to this? Well, simply put, she was a little desperate. It was Valentines Day and the thirty-four year old witch had not had a date in over a year. It wasn’t that she was unattractive, or had a rotten personality, or was of very limited intelligence, quite the opposite. She was just busy…that’s all. She decided to wear a tasteful powder blue blouse with a scoop neck and dark blue skirt that fell to below her knees and a strand of her mother’s pearls, a pair of black dress boots with a two inch heel and pearl earrings. She had chosen a light blue robe to wear over the dress, and her hair was braided with an off-white ribbon securing the end.
She was to meet her dinner date at seven-thirty at the Three Broomsticks (it is always good to meet a new person in a public place!) and continue on to dinner from there.
It was six-fifteen when she was startled by a knock on her door. She answered it only to find her friends and colleagues Rolanda Hooch, Pomona Sprout, Poppy Pomfrey, and Cicely Sinistra gathered in the hall.
“Um, hello.” She said pleasantly. “Come to make sure I’m really going to meet this ‘wonderful man’ the four of you dug up?”
“Don’t be silly!” said Poppy with a chuckle as the quartet entered. “We simply wanted to make sure you look…right.”
“Well, how did I do?” Minerva inquired, and there was a pause.
“Pearls?” Asked Rolanda. “Are you the Queen Mum?”
“And that blouse?” added Pomona. “Are you a librarian?”
“I like the boots,” stated Cicely. “But can’t we add more heel?”
Minerva sighed. “Fine then, fine. Make me over.”
The four friends grinned and immediately got to work. When they were through, Minerva looked at herself in the floor length mirror.
“I look like a hussy.”
Poppy laughed. “That is only because you are not wearing your robe yet! Wear the black one, but the nice black one, with the silvery threading and the crimson trim.”
“This dress makes my chest look huge.”
“Good,” said Rolanda wickedly. “Men like that.”
“And I don’t know whether I can walk in four inch heels.”
“Hey, I did a fine job transfiguring those boots, Minerva,” Cicely insisted. “Enjoy them.”
Minerva looked herself over again. The dress they’d brought for her was sort of old fashioned looking, but very modern too. It had black spaghetti straps that held up a tight bodice of scarlet red. The skirt part of the dress was black and long, and there was an intricate black pattern over the red of the top. Truth be told, she looked amazing…but still she felt rather awkward. Pomona had taken Minerva’s hair down and let it flow freely over her shoulders, using small diamond hair pins to pull it away from her face.
“I don’t know if I can do this,” said Minerva nervously.
“Trust us, Minerva, we know him!” Poppy assured her. “He’ll love it!”
“Who is this mystery man that you all know that I apparently have never met?” asked Minerva, but the four refused to tell her.
Soon, it was time to leave. “Don forget the rose pinned to your robe, Minerva!” Cicely reminded her, “Or else he might not know he’s supposed to be meeting you. And he will be carrying a red rose from the same bunch as this one, so look for that. Enjoy!”
“Have fun!” called Pomona with a grin.
“Lots of fun!” called Poppy with a laugh.
“Not too much fun!” called Rolanda with a wink.
“And tell us all about it tomorrow!” called Cicely.
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