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Par for the Curse - Issue 2

Okay, okay.  I know all of you are anxious for the latest gossip, but before we get into any of that, can we talk about what’s been on the cover of literally EVERY tabloid for the past two days?  You know what I’m talking about.  That very public kiss between Blaise Zabini and Millicent Bulstrode that they didn’t seem to care if anybody saw.  What does it mean?  Are they official again?  To be fair, they haven’t put a title on their relationship since we were back at Hogwarts (that’s right kids, I know them) but since then they’ve always played the ‘just friends’ card.  Just friends don’t usually make out in public like that, especially when their respective parents were in the general vicinity as well.  We’ll be keeping an eye on these two and be sure to bring you the Bulini updates as they come in.  

Anybody who’s anybody was at the hippogriff races last weekend, antiquated and barbaric as the sport may be (thank you, Hermione Granger, for that firewhiskey fueled lecture at two in the morning during the official after party, we all really needed that after losing our money), the event’s never actually been about the actual race itself.  Everybody knows it’s about the outfits and the tailgating that goes with it!  

We’ll start with the attire.  Florals were in this year, big time, and no surprise that Daphne Greengrass showed up in the latest from the Rosier runway before it’s even available to the public.  Nepotism at its finest at work there, but I honestly can’t blame her. She looked absolutely stunning, and the bright colors did much more for her complexion than the washed out florals her sister Astoria chose to wear.  Both Greengrass girls are stunning, there’s no doubt about that, but one of them came poised to be the center of attention and the other came poised to blend in.  Kind of makes you wonder why Astoria was the one with the crowd of men around her all night long, including Marcus Flint, who apparently didn’t get the owl I sent him with the private invitation to the pregame in our tent, but that’s beside the point.  We’re not bitter about that at all.  

Ginny Weasley came dressed to impress as well, though Gin, it kind of looked like you used Umbridge’s office as your outfit inspo on that one.  I know you must have a huge shopping budget now, owl me, I’ve got you with this.  That, or get your girl Demelza Robins to take you shopping wherever she grabbed her outfit because she was serving a look.  Sure, it might have been to get your big brother Charlie to take her home with him (we hear your mum makes everybody waffles in the morning… and clearly assume you all still live at home with your parents), but that exposed midriff looked amazing, and I’m not just saying that because my dress also had an exposed midriff.  Kudos to the florist to be one of the only girls not wearing flowers as well, I love someone who dares to be different.  Not to mention, watching her and Weasley make out in the stands was a lot hotter than it should have been.    

Besides, as much as we hate to say it, Gin, especially because we know how dreadful he is to date (I still have Yule Ball PTSD, just saying), Harry Potter seems to be anti the ‘flowers-puked-al-over-my-dress’ look as well.  Am I saying that because it seemed like he spent the better part of the night getting completely wasted with my twin sister, who wore a beautiful nude gown that was admittedly a little too formal for such an event (seriously, Padma, I told you to let me dress you for these things) instead of pining after you like he normally does?  Yes, yes I do.  Then again, he did also spend quite some time with Luna Lovegood, who wore the floral sheets I had on my bed when I was nine and a hat that seemed to be made out of loo roll, but that oddly looked… good.  

Do I even need to mention that Pansy Parkinson killed it?  Dressed to stand out without looking like a complete idiot for overdoing it, she was the epitome of class and poise, as always.  Her mother, on the other hand… not sure what that monstrosity on her head was, but kudos to whoever turned it into a hot air balloon mid-race, we about pissed ourselves laughing over it and taking bets on when she’d notice.

Speaking of bets, I suppose congratulations are in order to the Greengrass family, as their Hippogriff Gaits of Hell came in first place and won a substantial purse for those who bet on the 11 to 1 odds. Honorable mentions to second place winner Sunset Serenade and the Weasley sponsored Hippogriff Cactus, who came in third  place.  Side note to Goyle:  I’m not sure why my sister forced me to wager on your Hippogriff, David, but your family should really consider retiring him, he looked to be in a massive amount of pain throughout the entire race, and seemed far too old to have even qualified.

Back to the outfits though, remiss as I am to admit this, it seems as if Draco Malfoy is the only bloke who’s ever been to a derby before.  Gents, we’re well aware of how fit you all look in your dark suits (Marcus especially), but derby day is for pastels, not power suits.  All of you did, admittedly, clean up quite nicely, but Malfoy dressed so well that Hermione Granger apparently considered befriending him, as they were seen watching the races together.  I might have been hallucinating at that one though, because one second it was happening and the next, she was back in the Potter tent.  Noticeably missing from the event?  George Weasley.  Could things be picking up with the mysterious muggle he’s been rumored to be seeing?  We’ll update you as soon as we have any news!

In other news though, Malfoy was seen dining in a private room at Le Gavroche with none other than Daphne Greengrass last week.  I figure Daph heard all those rumors going around about his date night with her little sister and either got jealous, or took him somewhere private to make sure he wouldn’t go near Astoria again.  That could explain why the sisters didn’t so much as look at one another at the derby, even during pictures in the winner’s circle.  Come to think of it, has anybody actually seen Astoria lately?  It’s like she’s up and disappeared to some remote island or something.  

As far as I’m concerned, she can stay there, because as soon as she disappeared for a bit, Theodore Nott came out of the shadows and talk about a glow up.  Marcus, you may have competition.  Or… I mean.  Threesome?

Finally, Congratulations to Morag MacDougal on her upcoming nuptials to Stephen Cornfoot! Not sure why you opted to have Pads as a bridesmaid instead of yours truly, but as long as you throw me the bouquet, we’re even!

Until next time, darlings!