Blaine's House

Holly apprehensively stepped into the nicely sized home of Blaine Bradford, gazing around at the many, many people she didn't know. Sure, she'd been to parties before, but at least she had known someone those times. Just find the tall Asian man, she thought to herself, slipping through the clusters of people to find Blaine. Or drinks, either one.

In fact, there he was. Just chatting with some awesome friends of his. Of course, he invited the ENTIRE Auror office except for Nicolas and Eric. Just for the fun of it. And so, he was there, drinking and talking do some equally tall and as hot guy, but with light brown hair and light blue eyes. He was laughing at some joke Blaine had just said, who was doing that awesome smirk of his.

Holly felt herself smile warmly when her eyes landed on the tall beauty that was Blaine. Hmm. He was hot. And that smirk? So cute! she thought as she approached the two. "Hey, Blaine!"

Blaine looked down at little Holly. Mmm. She was so pretty! He'd love to do her. But, of course, he'd have to do it nice and slowly. He knew she wouldn't put out easily. "Hey, Holly! Meet my friend Jared. Jared, don't you have stuff to do?"

The tall guy understood the message and left instantly. He was very smart, just like Blaine.

Blaine looked down at Holly with his oh-so-perfect smile again. "So, I'm glad you could come.. Here, have a drink." He poured some of the punch for her and handed her the drink slowly.

"Thank you!" Holly said, and took a sip of the drink. Ahh, party drinks were always great. Just like Blaine's smile... "You're too nice, you know."

"Really?! You know, you're too nice, and pretty. I mean, is your hair naturally like that?"

Holly unconsciously reached up and twirled a finger through her curls. "Mostly. I do a little of it myself, but... yes." She felt herself turn a little pink underneath her blush. She hadn't gotten this giggly around a boy since before she and Fry had started dating. Maybe because she was starting to be held under the influence of alcohol?

Blaine grinned. "Do you like the music?"

"Yeah! I do!" Holly went and re-filled her cup. It was red plastic like all party cups are. "Is it some Muggle band or something? I've never heard this song before."

"Yeah, it's becoming really popular, I guess. My friend brought it in. You know, the guy who we were talking to?"

Holly scrunched up her brows, trying to remember his name. "Julian, was it?"

Blaine, getting a bit drunk, began to laugh. "I don't remember!" He said loudly, over the music. He took her hand. "So, tell me about yourself! Hey, you finished your drink already?"

Holly downed the rest of her drink, and gave it to him. "Yes! Refill it, if you would, please. Well, as you know, I'm Holly, and... that's about it!" She smiled cutely. "I'm an accountant, too."

He laughed, and refilled her drink again. "Wow, careful, you might finish the whole bowl!" he said laughing. "Really? I'm an auror. One of the best in my office."

"What? It's only my third." Holly said, just holding her drink now. She'd downed the first couple too quick. "I... think I know someone who's an Auror. Or an assistant, anyway."

Blaine nodded slowly. "Really? Never would have thought." He shrugged. "Hey, we should find somewhere quieter, it's so loud.."

"Okay, sure!" Holly followed him, to wherever they were going. Outside, she thought, as she said hello to the people they passed.

Blaine instead lead them into a bedroom, and closed the door. "Yeah, I was getting a headache. My friend put the music up too loud... So, what's it like being an accountant?" he asked sitting down on the bed.

"Well, there's lots of numbers, and you sit at a desk all day, and there are all sorts of funny, cranky-ass customers. It's fun," she concluded, leaning against a wall.

[THIS DOES NOT COUNT]

Blaine nodded slowly.

[[How does it not?]]

"You know, you're really quite the charming person," he said winking.

"Thank you," Holly flushed. "You are, yourself, you know."

Blaine smirked. "Really? That's... meaningful."

"Good!" she declared, perhaps a bit too loudly. "Good, that's good. Really nice. I'm happy."

He stood up, then and went up to her. "You know, I'd also really like to kiss you." He laughed nervously. "Oh, sorry, I'm drunk." He lied.