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Post by jayden on Jun 9, 2009 16:02:04 GMT
For most, graduation meant one thing: freedom. But for Jayden it meant so much more. Not only was he free from that horrible prison of a school, but he was now able to be his own person and live his own life. Freedom was much more than just being able to choose what you wanted to do and when you wanted to do it. Freedom was a gift that he was eager to accept. It was a ticket to the rest of his life of luxury and pleasure. After all, Jayden's motto to life was that if you weren't having fun, then you weren't living at all.
Buttoning up his neatly pressed white shirt, Jayden finished getting ready for a night he had been looking forward to for a while now. His parents had given him all the luxuries needed for a night on the town with Seana on his arm. It was a graduation gift, and he was more than ready to let the fun begin. There were at least five different top class magical dance clubs that they had reservations to, preceded by dinner reservations at one of London's most renown restaurants. No expenses had been spared, and Jayden was more than excited for the big night. With all the alcohol he could drink, unbeatable first class treatment, and multiple dance floors calling his name, how could he not be looking forward to this? Not to mention, even with Seana at his side, it didn't mean he couldn't have a little fun with some of the beautiful women he was sure to encounter.
Before long, he and Seana had finished dinner, leaving almost a table full of food yet to be eaten, and they were on their way to the first stop of the night. Arriving by floo, they quickly used their wands to dispel any remains from their transport. Taking Seana by the hand, he smiled brightly as they entered the club, pounding music surrounding them as other high-class patrons danced and laughed in groups across the club. "Shall we?" he asked, pulling Seana to the dance floor where they continued their night of celebration. Now this was what the freedom of graduation was all about.
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Post by Seana Melling S7 on Jun 17, 2009 15:29:26 GMT
When Jayden Andrews had told Seana they would be having a night on the town in celebration of finally finishing school she was thrilled. It was going to be the perfect night and as such she had to look her very best. The black skirt hugged her hips before flowing out; giving an elegant and rich look to her, though one would rarely use the word elegant to describe Seana Melling. However in this case it was the perfect word to use. She wore a white button up blouse, with puffed short sleeves that hung just barely on her shoulders. The material was light and see-through, accenting the lace and flowers that gave it a more artistic design. Underneath you could see the curves of her body, the soft skin of her abs and flesh. The black lace bra was visible but in a playful manner that suggested the night would end without much of anything on either her or her boyfriend, well if she got her way that’s how the night would end.
The moment she arrived she knew she in for a treat with Jayden. Her arm wrapped around his, her long dark tresses tumbling down her back as he took her to an upscale restaurant. This was really the dream life, being with Jayden, going to the best of the best. It was like all her life had been hinged on this moment, waiting for everything to fall into place. Jayden really was all she could ever want in a man. He controlled her in ways that no man ever could, perhaps that was why she could never tire of him. His presence was always soothing and yet always made her giddy and happy. Seana may have been a bad girlfriend, but it didn’t mean she didn’t love Jayden in her own demented way. Dinner was perfect to say the least, perfect food, perfect company, perfect service. The night however was not over.
It wouldn’t have been a night on the town without the roaring sound of the club scene. It was no secret that Seana adored this kind of life and was usually the first to start the dancing. Of course with Jayden by her side she was probably the luckiest woman in the club and most assuredly the best dressed. She twirled around Jayden for a moment, letting the skirt lift as she wrapped her arms around his neck lightly brushing her lips along the curve of his chin. “You spoil me,” she whispered in a low seductive voice. Her hands slide over his back, fingers tapping along against his shirt before sliding back around to the front pressing against his chest. She was already feeling the familiar emotions rising in her body, her flesh tingling with the energy that seemed to fill the room, setting it ablaze with sexual tension. This was what it was supposed to be like, the perfect night out on the town.
After a few songs the burn began in the back of her throat…a drink was sorely needed. She brushed her lips against Jayden’s neck, her hands pulling him down enough so she could get close enough that he could hear her over the music’s roar. “Time for a drink,” she said as she smirked, fingers wrapping into his as she started off toward the bar with him in tow. The night was perfect…some would probably say too perfect. Everything was going the way it was supposed to be and perhaps that’s why fate took an interest in the couple as they traveled toward the bar, through the throngs of high-class witches and wizards. All Seana could be sure of later in life was that this night had sparked the beginning of the end.
“WATCH IT!” Seana yelled as a tiny blonde stepped back into her path, colliding with the taller brunette. “What do you think you’re doing? You bloody stupid pikey watch where you’re going!” Seana stopped short as her the girl turned around already muttering apologies until she saw Seana. It was Mikayla Moon…the Gryffindor mudblood that Shanna had always tried to terrorize but usually failed due to Mikayla’s connection with the Blackfire’s and the Fallon’s. Seana noticed however that Cassandra was nowhere in sight. Leaving this poor mudblood by herself. “What are you doing here you filthy little mudblood? I didn’t think your grandparents could even afford their little shack of a house let alone for you to go partying. Or maybe you’ve found a better way to finance your little outing.” It was fairly obvious that Seana was referring to prostitution as she smirked coldly at the girl who was shorter than her, if only by a few inches. She narrowed her eyes at the girl, her hand instinctually tightening around Jayden’s as she waited for the girl to get out of her way or challenge her to a duel…one in which Seana would undoubtedly win, as she was a pureblood.
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Post by Mikayla Moon on Jun 25, 2009 10:05:03 GMT
Mikayla laughed heartily as her and Mandi Aspden headed down the walkway. The streets were lined with people, but none of them were wizards or witches. Fortunately for the lot of them, Mandi and Mikayla were oblivious to this fact. Neither of them cared one way or the other, both being born into the muggle world, Mikayla completely and Mandi half way. The two had become friends a long time ago and beside Cassie, Mandi was probably one of the only girls Mikayla truly connected with. That’s why when the Leaver’s Ceremony was over and the Hogwarts Express came that one last time the two of them knew they had to make that night special, which was exactly what they were doing. Mandi had gotten them into some of the top of the line wizarding clubs, how she had done it Mikayla didn’t know…nor did she care to know. It was one of those things Mikayla was pretty sure would turn into some self-sacrificing story, one that she was sure Mandi would save for another occasion, right now they both just felt like enjoying themselves.
As they stepped through the door to another one of these elite dance clubs Mikayla laughed outright. Her normally curly blond hair, held very little wave to it as it tumbled down her back. Her bangs pulled back to form a small rise on the top of her head, like they would do in older times, though not nearly the amount of vertical. She was wearing a brilliantly red halter-top that set her light skin tone off in an almost perfect rosy tone. She wore crème colored dress pants that flowed like water down her legs, leaving her in a free moving outfit. Finishing it all off she wore a pair of red high heels and string woven bracelets her grandmother had made for her as a Leaver’s present. She didn’t normally feel comfortable in clothes that showed off so many of her curves, but there was just something about that night…or maybe it was the fact that she was now out of Hogwarts that made her feel more feminine. She actually wanted to be thought of as a woman and maybe, a part of her wondered, she was finally ready to have some sort of commitment. The inner thought made her laugh. That wasn’t happening…she was far too young to get involved with anyone, at least that’s what she’d always thought.
As Mikayla and Mandi stood together near the dance floor trying to yell in each other’s ears over the music Mandi muttered something about drinks and Mikayla nodded. She watched her go toward the bar as someone tried to slide between them. A quick step backward collided her with a taller brunette. As soon as she turned to apologize her face fell, eyes narrowing and for the first time in a long time Mikayla felt tense and ready for battle. She recognized Seana Melling…well that or Shanna, but considering Jayden Andrews was on her arm it had to be Seana. Mikayla didn’t care which one was which, she just knew that either one was trouble. She still had a few scars on her from where Shanna had taken to torturing her over the last few years. Immediately a battle seemed to be brewing as Seana called her a mudblood and then referred her as a prostitute. Patience is a virtue, Mikayla’s conscience shouted to her as she felt her hands fist into balls. This was not how she wanted to remember this night…not how she had pictured any of this actually, but that didn’t seem to matter much as she stared at the girl. “You know Melling…I thought maybe one day you’d grow up, but I see that’s fairly impossible for you to do, those diapers just keep you debilitated for so long. Maybe you should look into a more durable brand or I’m sure they have some upscale wizarding doctor that could help you with that problem,” Mikayla said with a sweet, innocent smile. Her attention turned to Jayden…Jayden Andrews who was easily one of the most attractive men in the club that night and probably one of the more attractive ones Mikayla had really known. She nodded at him, even though he was dating Seana, Mikayla didn’t really see him as a threat. Maybe it was because he’d never made Slytherin…his brains too much for that lot of backstabbing jerks. “I’d say it was nice running into you, but that’d be a lie.”
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