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Madam Rosmerta has cleared away most of the usual tables and booths. There are still a few small tables scattered around the large room, and a cheery fire is crackling in the fireplace. Along one wall are long tables loaded with tea sandwiches, scones, petit fours, candies, biscuits and other rich treats. On the opposite wall there is tea with all the accoutrements, a fountain type punchbowl, and coffee for those who prefer it to tea. Butterbeer is also available on request.
The tables hold bouquets of early spring flowers -- snowdrops, narcissus, and crocus in pink, yellow and white. There are soft yellow, pink, and white ribbons on the candle sconces, as well.
In a back room, the models from Gladrags are bustling around, changing into the various cloaks and robes they will be showing the attendees. They can't be seen, but it is possible to hear their indistinct chatter.
After checking the arrangements with Madam Rosemerta, Ginny stands near the door, nervously waiting for Emma to show up, and worried about whether the party will come off well, and very excited about her friends meeting each other. She's dressed in an aqua green Muggle dress with small yellow flowers, and wearing the new silver snitch necklace Harry gave her.
((While screened for female characters under the age of 30, the Three Broomsticks is a public facility, so it is possible for other characters to crash the party. It'll be a lot easier if they're disguised as a female under thirty, though. *wink*))
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Date: 2006-03-16 09:40 pm (UTC)"WIFE and servant are the same,
But only differ in the name :
For when that fatal knot is ty'd,
Which nothing, nothing can divide :
When she the word obey has said,
And man by law supreme has made,
Then all that's kind is laid aside,
And nothing left but state and pride :
Fierce as an eastern prince he grows,
And all his innate rigour shows :
Then but to look, to laugh, or speak,
Will the nuptial contract break.
Like mutes, she signs alone must make,
And never any freedom take :
But still be govern'd by a nod,
And fear her husband as a God :
Him still must serve, him still obey,
And nothing act, and nothing say,
But what her haughty lord thinks fit,
Who with the power, has all the wit.
Then shun, oh ! shun that wretched state,
And all the fawning flatt'rers hate :
Value yourselves, and men despise :
You must be proud, if you'll be wise.
"I now ask for your responses regarding this poem." She waits, feeling at home at the center of attention. She had missed the time she ruled her social circle like a queen.
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Date: 2006-03-17 02:03 am (UTC)any more than is good for him."Re: J.A.I.L.B.A.I.T. Continues
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Date: 2006-03-17 02:19 am (UTC)I did put my name on him, though. With a scalpel. If that counts.But thank you--- he really is wonderful.Most of the time. When he's not being incomprehensible. But I love him even then."((OOC: I think River and Stephen hadn't yet gotten engaged by the time of the J.A.I.L.B.A.I.T. meeting--- actually, they got engaged (http://community.livejournal.com/hogwarts_hocus/292740.html?thread=14311812#t14311812) right after the meeting (http://community.livejournal.com/hogwarts_hocus/292740.html)--- but now River will definitely have to send Emma an owl to tell her! :D))
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Date: 2006-03-17 02:25 am (UTC)"Well, I trust you to your guidance. Obviously you appear to be aware of the qualities one should seek in a husband... but if you ever require advise to ensure your engagement, please feel free to approach me after the meeting."
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Date: 2006-03-17 02:29 am (UTC)"Thank you--- that's really thoughtful of you."
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Date: 2006-03-17 02:58 am (UTC)What an odd poem. That's nothing like my Mum and Dad!
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Date: 2006-03-17 03:31 am (UTC)Emma sniffed. "That is why, my dear child, we must depend on each other to know of our future husband's habits and personality. But you are right to say that marriage is a risk. That is one of the reasons I never intend to marry. But many of the ladies here do not have the luxury of my income."
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Date: 2006-03-17 03:37 am (UTC)*feels very bad for upsetting her friend so much* But I wouldn't do that, I promise. And I don't think it has to be that bad. Besides, what if you do find someone who really loves you and you want to have children with them, or something? Wouldn't you marry them, then? I mean, money doesn't always have anything to do with it. *doesn't want to mention how poor she is herself*
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Date: 2006-03-17 03:46 am (UTC)Love is not everything, Ginny. You should love the man you marry, of course, but most women love many men throughout their lives. You should at least marry one that will be kind for you and provide for you and your children. And of course marrying a man with an excellent reputation is also required.
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Date: 2006-03-17 03:57 am (UTC)Love many men? Not like them, but love them? *absolutely cannot imagine loving anyone other than Harry, ever* Well, yes, I suppose I'd want him to be like that. I'm sure, um, when the time comes, errr, ... *is a bit flustered now*
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Date: 2006-03-18 04:23 pm (UTC)Susan herself, of course, had not felt any particular pressure to marry, and who would she marry, anyway? She listens to Emma's poem with not a little amusement. "The poet has a point, I daresay," she observes, "and it's true, no woman should value herself so little that she would throw herself away on the first man who came along and let herself in for a life of misery. Although I find the blanket condemnation of the male sex a bit ... overwrought."
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Date: 2006-03-18 09:44 pm (UTC)"Although I enjoy this poem as a cautionary tale concerning foolish marriages, I have also met many husbands who were complete gentleman, such as Mr. Weston, Mr. Knightley, and of course my own father. But I believe, considering the amount of pressure a husband might place against his wife's autonomy, it must be known the considerable risk a lady takes when being married. That is why decisions on courtship is best left to be advised by women more wise in the ways of husbandry."
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