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「ℳeredith → ℱielding」 ([info]mymeredith) wrote in [info]valesco,
@ 2008-07-19 18:07:00


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Entry tags:davy gudgeon, derek dobbs, elspeth bell, meredith fielding, phoebe smethwyck

Open to all invited!
"I'm glad you could come!"

Meredith waved to one of the many people whom she recognized and took a sip out of the glass she was holding. She looked around, surveying the people who had come--this party had definitely been a good idea, just look at everyone who had shown up! It was almost as good as the parties that those rich Slytherin girls threw, except that none of them were there. Which was alright, she told herself, because they were rude anyway, but how cool would it have been if a party she and Phoebe threw had actually attracted one or two?

There was a big bonfire blazing a few meters away and Meredith went over to place herself down in the sand around it. She leaned back on her hands and stretched her legs out, watching the silhouettes of her feet as she wiggled her toes. It was going to be murder to get all of this sand off of her at the end of the night, but none of that mattered right now. This was awesome and nothing was about to spoil her night.



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[info]mymeredith
2008-07-21 01:59 am UTC (link)
Meredith's face turned redder with each new word that came out of his mouth, and none of it was embarrassment over his assumptions about her. Okay, most of it wasn't. But either way, it was more or less wholly anger over the fact that he was trying to turn this around on her, and annoyance at the feeling she was getting that he might actually have been telling the truth. She was, however, a prideful teenager--and a slightly tipsy one at that--and those two things thrown together did not generally make for the best judgment.

It didn't help that she totally couldn't stand this guy and was not about to tell him, all upset-like, 'oh sorry, sir, right away, sir!' Oh no, he was not about to get that sort of satisfaction.

"You want the alcohol?" she asked him, her hand gripping her cup tightly. What she was about to do was potentially really stupid, but Merlin would it make her feel better right about now. So Meredith stopped thinking about it, and just did it. "Have it." With that, she threw the contents of the glass at him and turned around to storm off once more.

He could fucking arrest her, but he deserved that.

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[info]bigd
2008-07-21 02:08 am UTC (link)
It took him a second to comprehend what happened.

For all the Hit Wizard training and the honed reflexes and split-second reaction timing he had mastered, he could honestly say, without a doubt, it was the first time a girl had ever thrown a drink in his face.

And he had to say it was not the most refreshing feeling in the world, because alcohol stings.

"Oh, no you don't, Miss!" Derek, face, neck, and upper chest rather moist, lunged after her, still a little bit unaware of exactly what was happening.

When did doing this job get so bloody ridiculous?

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[info]mymeredith
2008-07-21 02:18 am UTC (link)
Meredith had no time to think before she hit the sand. She hadn't been expecting it, and had only gotten a few steps before she felt a body throw itself against her---and suddenly there was sand in her hair.

In her hair.

This bastard was going to pay.

"GET OFF OF ME!" she screamed, writhing and rolling around and trying to do anything necessary to get away from him. "YOU CRAZY ASSHOLE, GET OFF!"

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[info]bigd
2008-07-21 02:25 am UTC (link)
So she was a lot easier to stop than he thought she would be.

Derek thought she'd at least put up a little bit of resistance, but she was tiny and he was a bit mammoth. He also probably didn't need to lunge at her as hard as he did.

Well, it wasn't that hard.

And then there was rolling and sand (sand in so many places-- bad places!) and a lot of screaming in his ear which was when he made a concentrated to stop and looked down at her partly confused and mostly annoyed.

"I'M NOT TRYING TO BE ON YOU," he yelled frustratedly. "I WAS JUST TRYING TO DO MY JOB!"

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[info]mymeredith
2008-07-21 02:36 am UTC (link)
"YOU'RE DOING A SHITTY JOB OF IT!" Meredith retorted loudly, not really thinking to lower her voice because of their close proximity. She was really fucking mad now, and even if she hadn't been---well, even if she hadn't been, she probably could have cared less if she had made him deaf or not.

She grabbed at his arms and made and effort to loosen and pull them away from her, but Derek was strong. Hitwizard training, she guessed, and if she hadn't hated the prat so much, she might have been enjoying this a lot more, the whole being in the arms of a really gorgeous, really---

---Oh for fuck's sake, what was she thinking!

"I HATE YOU SO MUCH!"

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[info]bigd
2008-07-21 02:41 am UTC (link)
"WELL, I HATE YOU MORE," he shouted back, somewhat desperately.

This was ridiculous, he was in a shouting match with a girl whom he was currently pinning and straddling in the sand, on a beach, whom he was, technically supposed to be arresting rather than wrestling.

Not to mention he was really in very close proximity to her, probably more than was proper, and they were still shouting at each other.

In an effort to calm himself, Derek steeled his voice. "I am not doing a shitty job of it, I'm actually doing very well and in addition to cheeking me, I believe there is a potential charge of assault somewhere in there."

He pressed firmly on her arms. "And I will need to confiscate all the alcohol you haven't already thrown at me."

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[info]mymeredith
2008-07-21 05:07 am UTC (link)
Well, I hate you more? What was he, five years old? Even Meredith was too mature to yell back something like---well, no, given her current situation, she probably wasn't too mature for much. But it still sounded stupid coming out of his mouth!

Despite the fact that she knew she couldn't win, Meredith was not about to stop fighting against him. If she could just---reach, she would have---kicked him in the----auuuugh! There was no way that he hated her more than she hated him! No bloody way, not with the red that she was seeing right now.

"You're a fucking prat, you know that!?" she yelled, although her voice was lower now. People were really starting to stare at the two of them, and she was beginning to get worried about what everyone would make of this particular spectacle. "You're going to charge me!? You're the one who threw me down into the fucking sand and are currently sitting on me in a rather inappropriate manner! I should take YOU up on charges of sexual assault!"

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[info]bigd
2008-07-21 06:33 am UTC (link)
Derek scoffed. "Inappropriate manner? You practically gave chase after assaulting me!"

But he did take in their current position and the stares the two of them were attracting and move, kneeling beside her.

"And I am not a fucking prat, you're the delinquent one throwing a party that caused complaints about keeping the peace and underage drinking! You're lucky I'm deciding to go easy on you lot because do you know how irritating it is to have to come all the way down here, me, a seasoned Hit Wizard, and tell the lot of you off? I mean, if you're going to break the rules, at least do it quietly!" He looked around and added quickly, "And sans the alcohol!"

Merlin, but she was a fiery little thing. He wouldn't mind tossing a few drinks at her if he wasn't sure she would literally take him to the ground.

Not that having Meredith throw herself at him would be entirely unwanted.

Oops.

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[info]mymeredith
2008-07-21 06:44 am UTC (link)
"Did you see me run away? Did you see me run away!?" Because she fucking hadn't, she'd fucking walked away and that was hardly giving chase and he was just making shit up, ohhh she really wished she could get a hand free to smack him or something. "And seriously, let me GO!"

Meredith then did the only thing she had left to do to possibly get free and dug her nails into his wrists as hard as she could. It was a fucking shame, she had just gotten a french manicure and now she was wasting it on him, but at least she could cause him a little pain while she was at it.

"If this is all so irritating for you, then why don't you actually stop the party instead of wrestling me in the sand!"

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[info]bigd
2008-07-21 06:55 am UTC (link)
Derek yelped slightly when her nails dug into him. "You little minx!" he called, rubbing his wrist. "I was in the process of moving!"

Making it a point of moving deliberately, he made a face at her. "I don't actually want to stop the party, but, as I have repeated myself constantly for the past five minutes, you have to keep it down if you want to remain out here and sorry, my Meredith, but you've got to give up the alcohol. Public property and under-aged drinking and all."

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[info]mymeredith
2008-07-21 07:07 am UTC (link)
Meredith felt a hint of satisfaction when he got up, even if it might not have been just because she'd resorted to violence to get there. Of course, there was that thought in the back of her mind that asked when she was ever going to have such a gorgeous man sitting on top of her---which was quickly wiped away because that was ridiculous, oh she hated him so much.

She stood up and brushed her hand against her hair, shaking an obnoxious deal of sand out. He should really pay for that, the jerk. "I already gave you the alcohol," she told him with a defiant glare. "And if you want the music to come down so badly, you can go to the wireless and turn it down yourself."

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[info]bigd
2008-07-21 10:18 pm UTC (link)
"No," Derek said, annoyed. "In fact, I'm going to make you get up and turn it down since it is, I believe, your party."

Balls. That's what this was, this was completely ridiculous, for crying out loud, she was about three years younger than him! And he was having a shouting match with her.

"And don't even think about tossing another drink in my face," he growled, ushering her in the direction of the Wireless. "Now go! March!"

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[info]mymeredith
2008-07-21 10:39 pm UTC (link)
Well, now she really wasn't going to back down. Meredith crossed her arms over her chest and continued to give Derek a defiant glare.

"Actually, I don't believe I have to do a single thing," she challenged once again. She had never thought she'd be smarting off to a hitwizard in her wildest dreams, and here she was flat-out refusing to follow the directions of one who had just tackled her into the sand. Then again, before meeting Derek, she had also thought that all hitwizards were respectable human beings.

Meredith pointed a stiff finger at him, poking him in the chest. "Let me tell you something, Dobbs," she said. "First off, there are no underage witches or wizards at this party in the first place, because I didn't invite any. It's right on the invitation, if you don't believe me. Secondly, if you're ordering me to turn down the music, which is obviously not going to happen, then you really must not want it that much. So once again, do it yourself."

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[info]bigd
2008-07-21 10:49 pm UTC (link)
He grabbed the finger she was using to jab into his chest. Ignoring the few struggling movements the hand made, Derek looked straight down at her.

"Meredith," he said, calmly, soothingly, even, in the manner that Hit Wizards were trained to use when one of their captives was crazy enough that they could be brought down with a little calm, slow talking, "now, be reasonable. I need you to check for me if anybody has crashed this party and is underaged, and I need you to quiet down the party because if people actually realize that I'm a Ministry figure, there could potentially be a panic with the people here, which would be exactly what we're trying to avoid. Can you do this for me?"

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[info]mymeredith
2008-07-21 11:20 pm UTC (link)
She had to admit, Meredith was taken aback by his sudden change of tone and mood. Was he... trying to trick her or something? She wouldn't put it past him, but either way, whatever he was doing was enough to stop her for a moment; long enough to listen to what he was saying. Which... made sense, strangely enough, and she found herself nodding before she knew what she was doing.

"Uh... right," she muttered quietly. "Look, but I---I really don't think anyone has crashed." Besides you. "I know everyone here."

In the back of her mind she knew that if she went to follow his instructions and turned the music down now, though, that he would win. And that she didn't want that. But now he was asking nicely, and that tone of voice was---"Hey, wait! What the hell are you trying to pull on me?" Meredith shook her head, her tone once again suspicious. No, something was weird here. "I know you're not this nice, so drop it."

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[info]bigd
2008-07-21 11:27 pm UTC (link)
He looked genuinely taken aback. "Not nice!"

Not nice.

She said he wasn't nice.

That was ridiculous.

That was bollocks, actually, because he was super nice.

He was so nice.

Who was she to call him not nice, look who was talking! She was the she-devil.

She was the one who tried to puncture his wrist with her sharply-shaped nails.

All he did was tackle her.

"I am nice!" Derek insisted, looking slightly disbelieving. No, seriously, he was perfectly nice!

"And I just asked in my very nicest voice if you could turn down the Wireless so I don't make my presence known and, because I am so nice, I am taking you for your word that there is no irresponsible behavior happening."

Of all the nerve.

Not this nice.

Ha!

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