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Post by Alloy Alloy on May 13, 2006 8:46:10 GMT -5
Draco Malfoy, dressed in a pair of black slacks, black silk long sleeved shirt, and black dress shoes, walked into Gringotts. He was greeted by a few of the goblins that were there, and he just smirked in response while making his way over to the service counter.
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Post by Chrissy on May 13, 2006 23:32:23 GMT -5
A girl was turned away from him aruing with a goblin in their language and repeatedly said the same thing over and over until the goblin finally got the hint and got back to work. THe girl not even looking up at the person. "One moment Sir, some of the goblins are being difficult." The girl wore a pair of smart glasses, had her black hair was in a messy bun held up by chop-sticks. Her white button-down blouse was very sophistocated, and her grey knee-length skirt showed very little.
She looked back down in the book and scribbled something down, before she turned to the person and nearly dropped everything she had in her hands. "I'm sorry sir, please excuse me about not noticing it was you, Mr Malfoy." She looked almost scared and yelled behinde her in latin, when that didn't work she went to italian, then french that finnally got a goblin to come up front.
"I'm Rebecca, an intern, how can I help you Sir?" She said, hoping he would not yell at her for her negligence.
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Post by Alloy Alloy on May 14, 2006 9:10:27 GMT -5
He was annoyed with not getting service right off the bat, but ignored it. "Making a deposit." he said, placed five bowling ball heavy sacks of gold on the counter.
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Post by Chrissy on May 15, 2006 20:11:13 GMT -5
She nodded her head like a suck up. She then started telling the goblin what to do in a cross between Italian and latin. He colled over a few other goblins and together they got the sacks. She called over to another goblin who brought her a book of transactions and other information for each account.
"OK sir, which vault would you like it placed in?" SHe showed him the book to choose because most of the vaults he had were full.
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Post by Alloy Alloy on May 16, 2006 4:48:42 GMT -5
"Put 'em in one of my vaults that's close to full." he ordered. His expression on his face told you that he was becoming annoyed once again with everything. He didn't have time for this, he had other things that needed to get done before his wife came home that day. He wasn't a sucker for romance, but Pansy enjoyed it, so he only did it to make her happy so she'd shut up. Sometimes he wondered why he even married her, but then remembers that he was drunk at the wedding. Why doesn't he just get a divorce?
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Post by Chrissy on May 16, 2006 19:50:15 GMT -5
She nodded her head. The urge to be bitchy barely being held back. "Yes sir. Of course sir." She said then spoke quickly in the goblins tongue feeling anxious at the thought of this powerful man being iritated at her. A moment later the goblin said a few quick words and she turned to him looking flushed. "'tis taken care of sir. Sorry for the delay." She said in her thick italian accent.
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Post by Alloy Alloy on May 17, 2006 5:40:16 GMT -5
He nodded with no much as a "thank you," and headed toward the door of the bank.
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Post by Chrissy on May 17, 2006 13:10:34 GMT -5
"Happy annerversary Sir." She called out to him before she turned and started talking to a goblin.
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Post by Alloy Alloy on May 17, 2006 15:07:18 GMT -5
He stopped, and turned to look at the gril. "I know my family is rich and famous, but how the hell is my private occassions getting out?"
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Post by Chrissy on May 17, 2006 17:31:32 GMT -5
She laughed lightly. "My mother was at your wedding sir. I'm sorry for.. intruding..."
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Post by Alloy Alloy on May 17, 2006 17:38:47 GMT -5
"Your mother?"
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Post by Chrissy on May 17, 2006 17:42:42 GMT -5
Rebecca Zambini smirked the slytherin smirk and looked up at him. "Yes, my mother. Malarie Avery-Zambini, attended your wedding."
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Post by Alloy Alloy on May 17, 2006 17:49:31 GMT -5
"Obviously she must not be a fellow friend of mine because I have no idea who you're talking about, girl."
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Post by Chrissy on May 17, 2006 17:57:36 GMT -5
Rebecca rolled her eyes. "Blaise Zambini's pure-blooded italian cousin. On the fathers side." She thought for a moment. "My mother was invited because her cousin and her were good friends. Also she knows the new Mrs Malfoy." To be honest Becca wasn't surprised that Mr. Malfoy didn't know who her mother was.
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Post by Alloy Alloy on May 17, 2006 17:58:29 GMT -5
"Well, I don't much care about Pansy's friends. Why would I anyways?"
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