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Harvey Landsdowne [ Healer-in-Training ]
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[monte carlo] luck be a lady. [tag; nathalie]
« on: July 16, 2017, 09:46:25 PM »
let's keep this party polite, never get out of my sight
stick with me, baby, I'm the guy that you came in with
luck be a lady tonight, luck be a lady tonight.



She was late.

With a heavy sigh, Harvey waited outside. He reclined against the wall, his eyes looking up at the thickening cloud and pulled a face. He honestly thought Nathalie Wilkins was the Devil incarnate. She continually blew hot and cold and he thought Lorin was a lot to handle.

It was ten past seven in the evening as he looked down at his watch as he rolled back his sleeve a little to better see the timepiece. The suit that Harvey wore was obviously expensive. It fit him like glove, the material skimming his broad shoulders and hugging his waist. The light colour of his suit contrasted wildly with the grey and fierce frontage of the building where he was waiting impatiently for his date for the evening.

Technically, Nathalie had been the one to ask him out but as usual, he was doing all of the running round after her. Heaving a sigh, he folded his arms across his chest, the material of his shirt stretching across his muscles as he tapped his brown oxfords against the cracked pavement. Was she being deliberately obtuse? Had it been anyone else, he would have offered to pick them up at her house. But it was Nathalie and she'd give him the wrong address because she was a heathen.

"There you are," Harvey replied as he straightened up, slipping his large hands into his pockets as he offered a slow grin as his dark eyes fell on her figure. By now, he was familiar with it and even if she tried to hide it in boring suits, his practised eye knew those ill-disguised curves. He didn't say she looked beautiful because she knew she was. Instead, he gave her a slow and deliberate once- over, starting from her ankles, up her legs, stomach and chest before resting on her face and giving a noncommittal shrug. "Not bad," Harvey said, being deliberately rude. Turning on his heel, he began to walk away from her and down the street a little, click-clacking as he went. "Come on, poppet," he threw over his shoulder.

Turning to head into a side alley, he reached out and took her hand before he tiled his head. "Ready?" He asked her and without waiting for a response, Harvey apparated away. A few seconds later, they landed, his hand still in hers to steady her. They'd arrived in Monte Carlo, a small, sun soaked part of the French Rivera. The place oozed glamour. Everything from yachts to beach bunnies to designer bags and people with more money than sense.

The sea was a deep, intense blue which cast the pale white buildings into high relief. In a contrast to London, the weather in Monaco was beautiful. A cloudless blue sky stretched for miles, the sun still high in the sky with no sign of setting, despite being early evening. To anyone who wandered by, he and Nathalie looked like the ideal picture of a young, glamorous couple.

"Shall we?" Harvey asked, letting go of Nathalie's hand and leading her up the long, sweeping path towards the impressive building. They took their time. Harvey enjoyed the warm sunshine and the topiary and the large fountain. Not before long, they passed the smartly dressed doorman and stepped into vast room and he stopped, genuinely floored. Like the Hall of Mirrors in Versaille, the place was gilded. Vast and sprawling, it was golden and magnificent. A vaulted ceiling and a plush carpeted floor, the place was positively dripping in opulence. "Don't you dare think about stealing the champagne flutes, sugar bear," he told Nathalie in a voice loud enough for the doorman to hear who promptly threw them a scandalised look. Harvey offered an apologetic smile to the man as he draped an arm around her shoulders and steered her away swiftly. "She's a recovering kleptomaniac. We're just taking it one day at a time."

They were headed to the casino. It was a grand and well known venue that also housed the national ballet and a gallery. Harvey sniggered as they walked down the corridor quickly. "Your face!" He howled, snorting with laughter as he shook his head, taking his glasses off his face so he could wipe his eyes before replacing them on his face. "So," he said briskly. "What's first? Blackjack or roulette?" He asked innocently, sliding his hand down her spine to rest just above her behind before he wiggled his eyebrows at her.


@Nathalie Wilkins
 

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Re: [monte carlo] luck be a lady. [tag; nathalie]
« Reply #1 on: July 20, 2017, 08:12:21 PM »

Harvey Landsdowne [ Healer-in-Training ]
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Re: [monte carlo] luck be a lady. [tag; nathalie]
« Reply #2 on: August 25, 2017, 04:18:56 PM »
"Surprise?"

Harvey asked with a grin, hands in his pocket as he watched the look of shock cloud her pretty face. This was different now. It was still bright here and the place was buzzing in the summer heat. He tilted his head as he watched Nathalie's thought process. She was a skilled actress but sometimes, when he caught her unaware, he got a glimpse of what she was really like. "Wonderful," he said briskly as he clapped his hands together with a smug smile. "Better than a trip on the Jubilee Line, right?" He joked. He liked three things in life; carnal pleasures, alcohol and shutting Nathalie Wilkins up.

It was a pleasant walk along the sun-drenched coast. There were a lot of fast boats and even faster cars. Harvey didn't skip a beat as the tall woman flinched, not pausing in looping an arm around her waist protectively. To anyone else, they looked like a young couple. He assumed they were pretty common around these parts. They looked like they'd just stepped off a boat and had possession of daddy's platinum credit card.

"We can go shopping later," he told Nathalie as he gave her hand a swift yank to pull her along behind him. Harvey was kidding, of course. He'd categorically much rather have his teeth pulled than go shopping. Unless they were going for fancy dresses or even fancier underwear. Once upon a time, he'd correctly guessed her bra size which leaded to a clandestine tryst in the Potions classroom. In this gilded city, anything was possible.

The cool air-conditioned space greeted him instantly as they stepped inside. He frowned. "Well, yeah," he said casually with another shrug of his broad shoulders. He wrinkled her nose at her rudeness whilst secretly adored being told off by her. Looking up at the beautiful ceiling, he offered Nathalie a smile. "Surprisingly, the drinks are cheaper here," he said, as though that was the sole reason they were here. Nathalie was probably bored with dinner in London. While it was a beautiful and vibrant city, dinner was always the same. But gambling? Even if she lost at poker, it'd be better than partaking in stale conversation over pretentious food.

"Oh good," Harvey said softly, steadfastly ignoring the way the hairs on the back of his neck stood to attention as Nathalie spoke softly, his hand automatically sliding down her spine. "What?" He asked distractedly. "No don't --" She was gone. His fingertips only had time to brush the ruffle on her dress before she disappeared. Momentarily, he was speechless. With a huff, he folded his arms across his chest grumpily, like a petulant child. This wasn't fair. Nathalie Wilkins didn't fit into his life and he meant that metaphorically, she'd fit in quite nicely into his bed. No. He tended to categorise people and put them into certain boxed marked family, friends, lovers et cetera. But she refused to fit comfortably in any of them. They weren't friend and hooking up once didn't qualify them as lovers and so, she remained stubbornly her.

Harvey's bright eyes widened considerably as he hurried forward, partly to help her but mostly to hide the amount from the security guard who had decided not to like him. "What the Hell?" He whispered, his eyes flicking from he chips up to her face. She told him not to ask where she'd gotten them from. Unable to help himself, he snorted and shook his head. "You are unbelievable," he added, sounding awestruck and he dumbly followed her inside.

The room was dimly lit and smelt faintly of tobacco as they took their seats, taking the number up to eight. Harvey exchanged smiles with those already seated. He and Nathalie were the youngest here by at least twenty years. The table, surprisingly, consisted of what he assumed were couples. There weren't any singles seated at the table as far he knew. He took a handful of chips and passed them to the croupier, who in turn, gave him the amount back in green chips. Slytherin green. He rolled his eyes, trusting his companion would not miss the symbolism.

Like a gentleman, Harvey divided the chips equally between himself and Nathalie. He scanned the table, as though he knew what he was doing. He didn't. As far as he knew, it was just chance, luck. You picked a number and if the ball landed in the corresponding pocket, you win. He had noticed that when he'd smiled at the other players, not a single one smiled back at him. Rude. He chewed on the inside of his lip as he thought. He assumed this was French roulette, though he had no idea what the difference between it and American roulette was.

The number seventeen caught his eye, which was unusual, considering his lucky number was usually four. "Here goes," he said softly to Nathalie as he placed a handful of green chips on the number seventeen. Instantly, he regretted it. The number seventeen was a black number when really, he wanted to bet on red. Nathalie had green chips so he wanted red numbers. House pride and all that. His hand hovered, about to change his mind when the croupier declared no more bets.

Harvey pulled a face as the white ball was dropped, clattering around in the opposite direction to the roulette wheel. Despite that, he felt the excitement rising as he bounced from pocket to pocket, clinking and gradually slowing down. "Seventeen wins," the smartly dressed gentleman declared as he pushed a substantial amount of chips towards the pair and his eyes almost boggled. "Shit the bed," he said to Nathalie very softly, the shiny chips glinting in the light.
 

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Re: [monte carlo] luck be a lady. [tag; nathalie]
« Reply #3 on: September 25, 2017, 11:26:01 PM »

Harvey Landsdowne [ Healer-in-Training ]
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Re: [monte carlo] luck be a lady. [tag; nathalie]
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Harvey Landsdowne [ Healer-in-Training ]
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Re: [monte carlo] luck be a lady. [tag; nathalie]
« Reply #6 on: January 16, 2018, 08:36:16 PM »
Monsieur wins. Again.

At that moment, Harvey's heart fall out of his arse. He sat rigidly on his chair, eyes wide and he held onto the table's edge so tightly, his knuckles turned white. He winced at the noise the spectators made and he hastily got to his feet, shielding Nathalie as one of the man's henchmen seemed to want to take a swing at him. He was glad no one at the table was able to read minds because all he could think was a rather colourful string of swear words.

What had she done? She'd bet big, hoping to placate the man but it had backfired. In a big way. In a bit of a daze, he blinked at the floor manager. Automatically,  Harvey extended his hand and offered a rather limp shake. "No thanks," came the rather weak reply as he offered the other man a tepid smile and hastily followed his date out and away, walking rather quickly. Never mind getting out of the casino, he wanted to get out of the damned country. Fast.

"Not at all," Harvey whispered as he answered the other man's question, his eyes impossibly wide as he watched the machine flick out notes. His head was spinning. He squinted at the floor manager, faintly alarmed to see that he looked a little bit blurry. Did he want to play again? No. High rollers? European championships? High stake games? Fuck no. Wife? He gave a snort of laughter which he promptly turned into a hacking cough as he caught the back end of Nathalie's glare. "I think we'll just cut and run," Harvey said politely as the bag of cash threatened to pull his shoulder clean out of his socket. There would be no next time. He returned the handshake eagerly. "Bye!"

Harvey walked swiftly but it wasn't long before he was running like the blonde was. Once outside, the fresh sea air hit him and he suddenly felt ill. His handsome face paled as he wobbled on the spot, his eyes impossibly wide as they watched her park her bum on the bonnet of a frighteningly expensive car. "I think I'm gonna vom," he told Nathalie as he pressed a clammy palm to an equally clammy forehead. "Why are you laughing?" He blurted out incredulously. The adrenaline was wearing off and he suddenly remembered just how angry with her he was. "Did you think that was funny? We could have died!" He howled at her, upsetting some nearby seagulls who took flight with alarm.

"Sorry!" Harvey exclaimed in a shrill falsetto, waving his free arm around manically. "I knew you were trouble, Wilkins, I swear I did," he panted as the shock was trickling away and the realisation that they had a sack full of money sunk in. He watched her with guarded eyes as Nathalie took his hand gently, a scowl creasing his face momentarily. Oh right. Yeah. This was supposed to be a date, he remembered that now. "Yeah?" Harvey asked with trepidation. "Oof," he replied as he slipped after her quickly. "And you've got to stop yanking me around like a rag doll."

Inside of this actual palace, the air was cool and quiet. The tinkering of an unseen piano drifted through as he stood, like a lemon, right in the middle. It smelt clean, like polish and champagne and his initial reaction was to shirk. Harvey knew he couldn't even afford to pee in this place.

He turned his head in time for Nathalie to kiss him. As if on autopilot, a large hand reached up to cup the side of her cheek. Despite the shock, his hormones would always find a way through. He did not like those words. Confused,  he watched Nathalie storm off and he scratched the back of his head. She was too far away to hear what was being discussed and he squinted and strained before giving up and plopping himself down on one of the little chairs on the marble floor.

Harvey suddenly felt tired and emotionally battered. With a groan, he pitched forward, forehead on his knees as he folded his hands over the back of his head like a makeshift cocoon. Around him, the hotel was bustling. He could hear laughter and chatter, snippets of conversations in a number of languages, the chinking of champagne glasses and the tinkle of jewellery.

All he could hear was his blood pounding in his ears. The light sheen of panic-induced sweat was starting to cool and he felt a bit chilly in the fiercely air conditioned dominion. Harvey stood up at the exact moment Nathalie chose to look at him. Confused, he offered a shrug and his face clearly said what's your problem? If anyone saw the bag of cash, they didn't comment. He assumed everyone here was finely trained in the skill of diplomacy and selective hearing.

It felt like a magical mystery ride and not the good type. Harvey didn't say a word as Nathalie forged ahead with her mad plan and he found himself shooting upwards in a lift and then escorted down an eerily quiet corridor by a man in a crushed velvety suit.

For the second time that night, Harvey almost passed out.

He felt like a bit of a tit as he lingered by the door, his mouth gaping open as he looked at the white and pristine surroundings. Monaco was spread out before them, glinting in the evening sun. They had a balcony. The bath was big enough to swim in. There was champagne and flowers and --- a mirrored ceiling?

Unable to speak, he offered the bellhop a weak smile. The door was shut and they were alone. It took a few minutes before he could actually form words. He could hear the cry of seagulls and the lazy lap of the waves against the shoreline. Harvey hadn't realised he'd been shaking. Lifting his hands to his face, he dragged them downwards, mirroring Nathalie's expression of utter bewilderment. He shook his head gently before he gave a snort of laughter. "Insane," he whispered as he spun around in a circle, hands on his head, the tails of his suit jacket flapping in the breeze created.

"No, I mean it," he said swiftly as he addressed Nathalie. "You're absolutely pissing mental, Nat," he replied, sounding awed. Crossing the space to her in three long strides, he threw his arms around her in a bear hug. Squeezing her tightly, he spun her around in a circle as he lifted her off the ground. In that moment, he didn't know whether to strangle her or kiss her. As it was, he went for the latter. Setting her down, Harvey tangled his hands in her hair as he kissed her soundly.

He forced her backwards, pressing her back against the cool glass doors as he ran his hands up the curve of her spine. "Don't tell me how much this costs," he said in reference to the room as he trailed his mouth along her jaw line softly before he stopped. "I'm starving," Harvey announced suddenly as he let Nathalie go and stepped outside on to the balcony. He placed his hands on the wall and leaned over, closing his eyes and inhaling deeply.
 

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Harvey Landsdowne [ Healer-in-Training ]
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Harvey Landsdowne [ Healer-in-Training ]
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