Pansy Parkinson (love_is_idle) wrote in only_power,
Pansy Parkinson

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In the 'Smoking Room'

Pansy propped her feet up on the ottoman and leaned back. Ah, relaxation was good. She nursed the last of her whiskey in a small glass - it was the last of any alcohol she could find, which was a problem.

The room looked wonderful, though. Because of her, and Pansy smiled and gloated to herself. It was even done in a tasteful green and brown motif - which had better count as inter-House compromise. There were three or four of the old, used armchairs gathered around a fireplace (she assumed it had been used for cauldrons. This hadn't been her potions classroom, but maybe in years past that had been its use.), and a big heavy rug. And of course, her ottoman. Her Smoking Room was certainly more private than the Common Room, which was nice. Maybe she would start calling it Pansy's Parlor. She laughed, but the word Parlor did have a nice ring to it.
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