Post by Luigi on Mar 31, 2004 16:45:34 GMT -5
When in Rome..........
Sirius: *Sings* When in Rome...
James: Is--is that a song?
Sirius: I'm just flat-out drunk, 's what I think...
Summary: Hermione Granger is the youngest daughter of one of the oldest noble families of England.
Remus: No she isn't.
She lives in London working as a privet tutor
Remus: She tutors shrubs?
and shares a flat with two other girls. When her prince charming comes and sweeps her off her feet he does it in a big way, sending Hermione’s life, as she knows it in to a whirlwind.
Disclaimer: I don’t own any of the characters they all belong to JK Rowling!
Chapter one:
When is Rome...
Fred: Dunno, about 2:30?
do as you always do.
Fred: If you're Roman.
A woman no older then 20 was sitting at the kitchen counter in a fluffy gold robe sipping a cup of tea. She had warm, sparkling chocolate brown eyes, shiny, smooth, dark chocolate hair
Sirius: Mmmmmm....chocolate.
Fred: Let's eat her!
that cascaded down her back in soft curls.
James: Chocolate curls.
She was beautiful, and with a little make up she’d be gorgeous. The door opened and banged shut, the woman looked over a smile forming on her face.
“‘Morning, Dria how’d was your night?”
Remus: "How'd was your night?"
The question seemed pointless since she knew how’d it had gone, the normal swanky partying at popular nightclubs, then she’d shagged all night and crawled out of his bed not bothering to tidy herself up and left. She looked positively disheveled but a content smile was spread across her face. Her mini dress was riding up around her thighs, her hair looked dreadful, her makeup was smudged. Dria was short for Alexandria, Alexandria Sheridan Halliwell. She’d met Dria during boarding school though they were and always will be polar opposites you’ll never meet closer friends then she and Dria. Dria was a socialite; she lives for the nightlife, parties, sex, shopping and her reputation. Hermione also came from a noble family
Remus: Her parents are dentists.
Sirius: Who says dentists can't be noble?
but her sisters Hayden and Raquel had that covered. She was perfectly content with her life devoid of balls and galas.
“‘ello Hermione.” She sidled over to the refrigerator and emerged with a cucumber and cream cheese.
Sirius: Is that innuendo or--
Remus: No
She sat across from her best friend, took her cup of tea out of her hand and started to drink it.
“Hangover?”
“Ugh.” That meant yes in Dria Hangover speech.
“Was it worth it?”
Alexandria just moaned in ecstasy
Sirius: Is that innuendo or--
Remus: No.
Sirius: Not even with the cucumber thing--
Remus: No.
as she remembered the previous nights exploits.
“I’ll take that as a yes?” she said smoothly grinning slyly
“OOOOH yeah.”
“Ooooh sounds like the male model may make a reappearance?” came a tired but playful voice from the hall entrance behind Hermione and Dria. They looked over to see their other roommate Avery Keira Kensington.
Fred: Avery Keira minus Very and Eira plus 47=AK47!
Avery had bright blue eyes, long black hair with bangs that often fell in her very pretty face, she was very slim to the point were Hermione was getting worried.
They had met Avery at a dinner party in honor of something 3 years ago. Avery though not the wild child like Dria or nor in she the pretty smart girl like Hermione she was in between. She elegant, witty, and sophisticated Avery works in
Remus: Twitch twitch
advertising and is often on 2-day travel trips around the globe. She’d been dating Marcus Hathaway, from what she’d told them he was a very well renowned polo player he’s only second to the Prince of England and Some other bloke she couldn’t remember his name.
A low purr of pleasure sounded from Dria’s throat as the events of last night again reappeared in her mind.
Remus: We did not fully MST this chapter.
Sirius: *Sings* When in Rome...
James: Is--is that a song?
Sirius: I'm just flat-out drunk, 's what I think...
Summary: Hermione Granger is the youngest daughter of one of the oldest noble families of England.
Remus: No she isn't.
She lives in London working as a privet tutor
Remus: She tutors shrubs?
and shares a flat with two other girls. When her prince charming comes and sweeps her off her feet he does it in a big way, sending Hermione’s life, as she knows it in to a whirlwind.
Disclaimer: I don’t own any of the characters they all belong to JK Rowling!
Chapter one:
When is Rome...
Fred: Dunno, about 2:30?
do as you always do.
Fred: If you're Roman.
A woman no older then 20 was sitting at the kitchen counter in a fluffy gold robe sipping a cup of tea. She had warm, sparkling chocolate brown eyes, shiny, smooth, dark chocolate hair
Sirius: Mmmmmm....chocolate.
Fred: Let's eat her!
that cascaded down her back in soft curls.
James: Chocolate curls.
She was beautiful, and with a little make up she’d be gorgeous. The door opened and banged shut, the woman looked over a smile forming on her face.
“‘Morning, Dria how’d was your night?”
Remus: "How'd was your night?"
The question seemed pointless since she knew how’d it had gone, the normal swanky partying at popular nightclubs, then she’d shagged all night and crawled out of his bed not bothering to tidy herself up and left. She looked positively disheveled but a content smile was spread across her face. Her mini dress was riding up around her thighs, her hair looked dreadful, her makeup was smudged. Dria was short for Alexandria, Alexandria Sheridan Halliwell. She’d met Dria during boarding school though they were and always will be polar opposites you’ll never meet closer friends then she and Dria. Dria was a socialite; she lives for the nightlife, parties, sex, shopping and her reputation. Hermione also came from a noble family
Remus: Her parents are dentists.
Sirius: Who says dentists can't be noble?
but her sisters Hayden and Raquel had that covered. She was perfectly content with her life devoid of balls and galas.
“‘ello Hermione.” She sidled over to the refrigerator and emerged with a cucumber and cream cheese.
Sirius: Is that innuendo or--
Remus: No
She sat across from her best friend, took her cup of tea out of her hand and started to drink it.
“Hangover?”
“Ugh.” That meant yes in Dria Hangover speech.
“Was it worth it?”
Alexandria just moaned in ecstasy
Sirius: Is that innuendo or--
Remus: No.
Sirius: Not even with the cucumber thing--
Remus: No.
as she remembered the previous nights exploits.
“I’ll take that as a yes?” she said smoothly grinning slyly
“OOOOH yeah.”
“Ooooh sounds like the male model may make a reappearance?” came a tired but playful voice from the hall entrance behind Hermione and Dria. They looked over to see their other roommate Avery Keira Kensington.
Fred: Avery Keira minus Very and Eira plus 47=AK47!
Avery had bright blue eyes, long black hair with bangs that often fell in her very pretty face, she was very slim to the point were Hermione was getting worried.
They had met Avery at a dinner party in honor of something 3 years ago. Avery though not the wild child like Dria or nor in she the pretty smart girl like Hermione she was in between. She elegant, witty, and sophisticated Avery works in
Remus: Twitch twitch
advertising and is often on 2-day travel trips around the globe. She’d been dating Marcus Hathaway, from what she’d told them he was a very well renowned polo player he’s only second to the Prince of England and Some other bloke she couldn’t remember his name.
A low purr of pleasure sounded from Dria’s throat as the events of last night again reappeared in her mind.
Remus: We did not fully MST this chapter.