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Post by milena radeva ivanova on Jun 14, 2012 20:52:07 GMT -4
The night had fallen quickly, a peaceful quiet blanketing the castle as Milena's peers retreated to their common rooms. As she walked through the corridors, the crowds of students steadily thinned and the slight smirk on Milena's lips grew with each passing moment. Aside from the early morning, this was her favorite time of the day. She enjoyed the quiet; it gave her a break from the high-pitched voices of the stupid girls and the laughable attempts of childish boys trying to get in her pants. If it weren't for the multitude of attractive boys around Hogwarts and the impeccable education, Milena may have thrown it all to the dogs a long time ago. But she was determined to make something of herself, something beyond her family name that carried memories of her father along with it. Already she was a powerful witch and with time, she would grow even stronger.
She wandered the corridors aimlessly, not particularly caring that curfew was fast approaching and that the prefects would soon begin their rounds. Bothers really, that's all they were. Most of the prefects had learned long ago not to mess with her. If they served her with a detention, Milena quickly got her revenge. Now, for the most part, she could roam around after curfew for a reasonable amount of time. It certainly paid to be the biggest bitch in town. Besides, Milena had discovered long ago that the boys worth screwing were the ones that weren't afraid to break the rules. Staying up past curfew was a surefire way to catch them and seduce them into bed...or any unlocked classroom they happened upon.
When Milena finally bothered to pay attention to her whereabouts, she discovered she'd somehow found her way up near the Gryffindor common room. The moon shone brightly throw the tall tower windows, casting it's light over Milena's dark features and ensemble that screamed anything but bed time. This is the time of night when Milena is really in her own. She continued forward, a gentle sway in her step and a twisted smile on her lips. All she needed now was for the bad boys to come out and play.
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