Post by dom on Sept 1, 2011 15:20:06 GMT -5
Dominique Rose Weasley skipped down the halls of the castle. She was in a very good mode after last weekend. Last weekend she had a nice night to herself. It was something that she needed after the whole crazy summer she had. Her dad had got her with some random guy in her room. She had no idea that he was home at all. So her father had taken her shopping, she got all new clothes, books, a dinner at an expensive restaurant every night that weekend. She had on a pretty emerald dress that went well with her eyes. She knew she looked good. She wouldn’t deny it. Dom had a way about her. She loved dressing up to make herself look better than usual. She loved flirting with guys especially older guys. She loved to party. Her flaming red hair had been straight with her bangs fixed just right so they would be over her brow but not hanging in her eyes. She wasn’t dressed for anything in particular. She just liked to dress up a lot. Plus there were a lot of cute guys around Hogwarts.
So things had gotten a little crazy since the term had started. There was something about Dom that no one really knew. Something brainy and deep about her and that was she loved to write. She wrote all kind of stories. She went to the three broomsticks and sat down at a table. She ordered a drink. She took out a notebook and her quill and ink. This notebook held her most recent story. Her quill scribbling across the piece of parchment as the ideas flowed from her mind. She smiled when her drink came. She thanked the waitress and started to write again. She took another sip of her drink. It was more of a story than anything. The writing continued. Minutes passed by as the young red head wrote. Her quill stopped scribbling across the parchment for a moment and ordered a chicken salad as she was getting hungry. She started writing again as she waited for her salad. She took another sip of her drink. She finally got her salad after a while. She ate her salad while writing in her notebook. She smiled as she reread what she wrote.
When she finished with her lunch she packed up, paid, and then walked back up the grassy lawns to the school. She was walking through the halls when she saw the professor that she fancied. It was hard enough to go to his class without thinking about him. She blushed with embarrassment every time she saw him. She had no idea if he even noticed. Dom was pretty much a party girl who loved drinking, smoking, and sex. So why did she blush every time she saw him. He was just a man, her professor in fact. How could he have that much control over her? She ducked into a classroom since it was the weekend and they weren’t being used. She really hoped he hadn’t seen her. What if he wanted to talk? She knew she did horrible on the first paper he assigned them. She stayed there with her eyes closed hoping he hadn’t seen her.
TAG: * James Murphey
WORD COUNT: * 540
NOTES: * mhmm simon baker as james....awsome plottage
MUSE: * ah nothing
LYRICS: * Bubbly-- Colbie Caillat
CREDIT: * template credit to radiax @ caution 2.0. [/i][/size][/font]