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27 April 2009 @ 01:42 pm
Three Men and a ...  
Justin sighed loudly as the house-elf led him into the sitting room where Draco Malfoy was already waiting. He was being fitted for his groomsman robes. They all were. Honestly, Justin would rather have a tooth pulled.

"Finch-Fletchley. You're late."

Justin glared at Draco. "Some of us have real jobs, Malfoy. Where's Zabini? Can we just get this over with? Yes I have today off, but I am fresh off a sixteen hour shift, and I am tired."

Blaise grinned as he walked up behind Draco. "Aww. Is someone not looking forward to this? This is fun! Isn't it, Draco? We used to love getting new clothes. I'm sure you'll come around. You want to look nice for Hannah's big day, right?"

Justin just glared at him. Hannah had told him to be nice, so he was going with that old saying that everyone knew and not saying anything at all.

Draco hopped to his feet, all excited. He was like a fourth year girl shopping for the Yule Ball.

"Where are we going?"

Blaise sighed. "I jumped between Spain and Italy, before deciding on the good homeland. Italian suits are the best anyway." He turned to Justin. "Ready to see how real people dress?"

Justin just sighed and followed them. He'd really rather not. He hoped Hannah appreciated what he was enduring for her. He did not care about a suit. He had four that he wore to work and laundered. They were all black, and he'd gotten them at Gladrags in Hogsmeade.

They apparated to the place and stepped inside. Justin let out another sigh.

Blaise let out a content sigh when they were immediately led to the back and had their measurements taken. He'd missed this. "Draco, what style should I get? Classic dress robes? Or the more modern tuxedo cuts?"

"I don't think Hannah really cares so long as you look nice and show up. I look stunning in either, but I do think Finch-Fletchley would do well more modern, and since we all have to... bloody buggering fuck."

Justin blinked and looked in the direction Draco was glaring.

"She's like the bloody plague. Everywhere."

Blaise turned to where Draco was looking and immediately ducked. "What the hell is she doing here?" He pulled Draco down with him. "Is she stalking me or something?"

"Why are you asking me," Draco whispered. "I only just met the bitch."

Justin looked at them. "What are you two? Third year girls?"

"Will you just get down here?" Blaise snapped. "She's probably done research and know what you look like. Merlin knows what she knows." He tried to see through the clothes racks but couldn't make anything out. "Is there anyone with her?"

Justin was watching. He didn't like the idea of someone he had no clue about knowing anything about him. Then she looked right at him. Justin scowled.

"She just looked right at me," he said quietly out of the side of his mouth. "I can't duck now. It'll look suspicious. Bugger. She is heading this way. I repeat, heading this way."

Blaise glared up at Justin even though he couldn't tell it. Had Ella really done her research. He waited until he could see her heels through the bottom of the rack. He winced when he heard her take a breath.

"I've been staring at you since I entered the store. How much more obvious do I have to be? I'd like some help please," Ella snapped as she looked around the store. "Where the hell is everyone in this damn store?"

Draco popped up like a jack-in-the-box. "My guess is avoiding you, tits."

Justin blinked at the open hostility. Malfoy was usually more subtle.

Blaise's eyes widened and he slunk off around the rack of clothes to the other fitting rooms where Ella couldn't see him. He didn't want to be near this explosion.

Ella let out a small scream and jumped around, a hand to her chest. "Draco," she said, her tone sarcastically sweet. "Aren't you just like a little cockroach. You just seem to pop up everywhere and won't die no matter how many times people step on you. What the hell are you doing here?

She turned to Justin. "You let him in your store?"

That was when Justin snorted with laughter. He looked at Draco.

"She's cute," he said with sarcasm. "Of course you know her. Who is she? And why does she suspect I work... here?"

"She's Blaise's ex. One of many." Draco looked at Ella. "He doesn't work here, brain trust. Gods, it's a good thing you're pretty and have that to fall back on."

Blaise decided to step in before Draco and Ella attacked each other. There would have been hair pulling galore. "Ella!" he said loudly, getting her attention. "What are you doing here? In Italy? In this store?"

She smiled at him, completely ignoring Justin and Draco. "Hi, sweetie. I'm here with Christian to get a suit. We have a fancy dinner coming up and he wanted a new suit. This is the best place to get them, right? What are you doing here?"

"Getting my robes for my wedding. Since you're obviously here with your boyfriend," he said with a glare at Draco, "we'll just let you be."

Ella smiled at him. "Have fun. Oh! And if you ever want to look at the old plans from our wedding, let me know. I still saved them."

Draco and Justin both snorted loudly.

"Hannah has that well under control," Justin remarked pleasantly.

"And in case you haven't noticed," Draco snapped. "She's not you."

He stalked away and bit and started pacing muttering about bitches and tits and setting things on fire. Justin watched with raised brows.

"Blaise," he said, not calling him Zabini. "I don't believe myself and your old friend here have been properly introduced."

Justin gave Blaise a tight smile, hoping he mentioned who Justin was to Hannah - basically her brother.

I'm never going to make it through my wedding Blaise thought as he sighed and walked over to them, glad that Draco wasn't there as well. It took all of his control to not give Justin a nickname.

"Justin, this is Ella. Ella, this is one of Hannah's closest friends, Justin. He's in the wedding. If he was female, he would have been the maid of honor, but as he's not, he's stuck on my side."

Ella wanted to scream. If she had known this was not a worker but one of Hannah's friends, she would have been much more polite and completely ignored Blaise's idiot of a friend. "Ah, well then I apologize for assuming you worked here. Ella Armida. Blaise and I have known each other for years and I'm just recently back into the country."

"Oh she's that one," Justin said with a grin at Blaise.

She struck him as the type who liked to be in control of a situation. Him knowing anything about her when she obviously did not know him did not put her in control. Truth be told, Justin did know some things - from Kristen. Kris had A LOT to say about Miss Ella.

"Been talking about me, Blaise?" Ella asked, looking between him and this new man she had to watch for.

"Not at all, Ella. He must have heard it from Hannah. Or some of the girls at the bakery. They just love talking about you. I'm going to go help Draco before he destroys something." Blaise quickly made his way over to Draco.

"Salazar, I hope he kills her. Or makes her disappear," Blaise mumbled.

Justin just smiled a tight smile at Ella. "It was Kristen. Hannah's too polite to talk trash."

He was just smiling. In his mind he was thinking of how best to hurt her if she did anything to Hannah. There was something distrustful about her, something false.

She didn't know who the hell Kristen was, but she was definitely steering clear of her. Her eyes narrowed at Justin. "I don't know what you've heard. But Hannah and I are fine together. I told her I'm not hear to steal Blaise away. After we called off our wedding, we split amicably. I'm with my own man right now and I have been since Blaise set us up. I've done nothing wrong."

"Yet," Justin replied, still smiling. "You don't even know who Kris is, do you? Well, maybe you should do your research a little better. Then Blaise wouldn't have had to introduce me. Not that you would have found much."

That was always the case with Unspeakables. There just was not a lot in public record to find.

"I'm not researching Blaise's life. I don't need to. I'm gone in three months. As far as I'm concerned, all the negative talk I'm getting is something I don't even deserve."

Draco snorted, having caught the end of that as he walked back up. "Your flying monkeys are looking for you."

Ella glared at him. "Oh go f-"

"Ella!"

She spun around with a smile on her face. "--Finally! Baby, that took forever." She motioned her boyfriend closer. "Christian, you'll never guess who is here. Blaise!"

"You're kidding," Christian said with a grin as he looked around. "Where is the old dog? I've gotta say hi to him."

"Right here," Blaise said with a wry smile. This was turning out to be a very eventful day. "Christian. It's been a while. I can't believe you're still with Ella."

The two men shook hands. "Well, you were with her for three years. I don't see why I can't try to beat your record."

Draco sat down next to Justin, eying everyone. It was rather unfortunate they had not gotten what they needed as of yet. He'd really like to set Ella's head on fire and take off.

"Well, now that you're done, we can head out. We have that meeting with the new photographer and we have to pick up your equipment," Ella said with a grin.

"Don't forget your fitting for next Thursday," he replied promptly.

"Thanks," Ella said before turning back to Blaise. "Well, I hope you find what you're looking for. I'm sure I'll see you later. Nice to meet you, Justin."

Ella took Christian's arm and they both left the store.

Blaise let out a large sigh. "Why now? Of all times, she shows up now."

"I could call in a favor and have her... misplaced until after your wedding," Justin said in a bland tone.

Draco looked at him sharply. "You can do that? You?"

"You aren't the only one who knows people, Malfoy."

Blaise seriously considered it. "No. If someone makes her disappear, you'll have a war between the Ministry and the fashion industry. Trust me. They fight very dirty."

"If she disrupts the wedding, I am taking her out," Justin remarked.

Draco snickered.

"I've given Magpie full killing rights if she even breathes wrong. You can get afters."

Justin smirked. "Well, I would hate to deprive Mac of doling out a well-deserved beating."


{SUMMARY} Blaise, Draco and Justin go to get outfitted for the wedding and run into Draco FAVORITE ex girlfriend of Blaise's. Justin's not too keen on her either.
 
 
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