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[lissomely]

Who: Louis Weasley & Lucius Malfoy
What: First.. meetings..
Where: A teahouse in Diagon.
When: 5 September, 1500.
Warnings: Potential grossness.

[ it's like he said, really-- louis isn't difficult to spot when he comes strolling up to the front of the teahouse. he's beautiful in a way that's clearly a little unnatural, and he deals with the considerable attention he receives from those around him by ignoring it. for anyone who knows much about veela, well, it's probably clearly a veela's supernatural draw.

he's smoking as he peers at the menu posted outside the building, long fingers ashing the cigarette with a gesture full of casual elegance, as if he doesn't even have to think about it. maybe it's just part of his nature, or maybe he learned a long time ago how to make his beauty a weapon.

either way, he's silent as he turns to lean against the wall to finish his cigarette and wait for 'armand'. ]

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[malificence]

[ It's true; the boy isn't hard to spot as Lucius steps up to the teahouse. Fairer than Lucius is - and that's indeed a rare thing - and with an air about him that has almost every eye in the place going to him, then away, then back again. Veela, he thinks; he's spent enough time on the Continent to recognize it.

He's left his Ministry robes in his office, replacing them with his everyday robes, robes that are certainly more elegant and expensive looking than the average. There's a smile on his lips as he pauses next to the menu and slants a look over at the silvery haired boy next to him.]

Waiting for an Armand, darling?