RP: Dancing Queen
Date: September 29, 1998
Characters: Katie Bell, Everyone in the Wizarding World (please add your tag when you come in).
Location: The Limping Thestral, Knockturn Alley
Status: Public
Summary: Katie celebrates her 20th birthday.
Completion: Incomplete
Katie twirled in her bedroom. She felt giddy and silly and very girly in her new party frock, but she loved it. Ang and Al would take the piss, but she didn't care. She picked Fife up off the bed and held him against her chest, holding his paw in her hand and dancing about the room.
"Frankly, muh dear, Ah don't give a daymn," Katie drawled at him in a horriblely mangled Southern American accent. Fife did not look impressed and he hissed, trying to escape from her clutches. "Nooo Rhett!" Katie cried dramatically, as he broke free and ran under the bed. She turned to look at Áine, who ruffled her feathers and gave her a disdainful hoot. Katie shrugged and went back to her mirror, making sure she looked okay. She'd curled her hair before putting it up, so long shiny curls trailed down her back, but didn't cover the lace-up detailing on the back of her dress.
She slipped on her heels and stowed her wand in her handbag before apparating to Knockturn Alley. She stood in front of the Limping Thestral for a few moments before stepping inside, happy butterflies dancing in her tummy.
Characters: Katie Bell, Everyone in the Wizarding World (please add your tag when you come in).
Location: The Limping Thestral, Knockturn Alley
Status: Public
Summary: Katie celebrates her 20th birthday.
Completion: Incomplete
Katie twirled in her bedroom. She felt giddy and silly and very girly in her new party frock, but she loved it. Ang and Al would take the piss, but she didn't care. She picked Fife up off the bed and held him against her chest, holding his paw in her hand and dancing about the room.
"Frankly, muh dear, Ah don't give a daymn," Katie drawled at him in a horriblely mangled Southern American accent. Fife did not look impressed and he hissed, trying to escape from her clutches. "Nooo Rhett!" Katie cried dramatically, as he broke free and ran under the bed. She turned to look at Áine, who ruffled her feathers and gave her a disdainful hoot. Katie shrugged and went back to her mirror, making sure she looked okay. She'd curled her hair before putting it up, so long shiny curls trailed down her back, but didn't cover the lace-up detailing on the back of her dress.
She slipped on her heels and stowed her wand in her handbag before apparating to Knockturn Alley. She stood in front of the Limping Thestral for a few moments before stepping inside, happy butterflies dancing in her tummy.