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Post by ruby olivia warrington on Sept 29, 2011 21:24:43 GMT -5
 Ruby was out of work, free from the iron fist of the Ministry, but only for the weekend. It was more than enough. She was going to let loose tonight, release all of the stress. She was going to drink up and dance the night away, maybe meet up with a few of her old friends from school. Ruby had changed a lot since then. Up until graduation, this redhead was a wild child, one that would be at every party. Now she could barely find time to get a decent amount of sleep. Her life was taken over by her job and she was on the right path. Her nearly perfect scores on her OWLs and NEWTs had gotten her far in life. It had put her on the right path, as opposed to becoming a stripper, which was a high possibility at that time.
The ginger stopped at home to wash up and change out of her work clothes before heading out to the clubs. Ruby was going to dance her ass off tonight, live life like nothing mattered. She was almost twenty, stuck in between being a teenager and an adult. Though childish behavior was not tolerated in her household. This girl had many sides to her; the hardworking side, the wild party girl side, the motherly side and the laid back side. The hardworking side surfaced the most seeing as she had no time anymore to act like a teenager.
Ruby headed down the stairs to the fireplace and took the Floo Network to a station in Diagon Alley. She was off to The Deathly Hallows, one of her favorite nightclubs. They made the best drinks and played some pretty good house music. Ruby had no issue entering the club because she was known as part of the Ministry. She walked passed the groups of people, waving to the few of them that she knew from school. The best part about this club was that not many other Ministry workers knew about it. She didn’t want to drink and then do something irrational around her coworkers. As for old friends, they didn’t care. They’ve seen it all. Ruby headed straight for the bar and sat down on a stool. She sighed heavily, “I’ll take your strongest mix.” The girl watched the bartender scurry off to create the drink and scurry back. Ruby knocked it back, barely giving the liquid enough time to let the alcohol burn her throat. She ran her fingers through her pin straight red hair and put the glass back down on the counter. Let the night begin.
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Post by william on Oct 1, 2011 8:56:13 GMT -5
 William just finished marking music quizzes from this afternoon, he was tired but wanted to go out; get his mind off of work and just relax. He heard about a club in diagon alley, Will was always up for checking out new clubs in the wizarding world. Will had alot on his mind recently and it was stressing him out harshly, to the point of daily aniexty.
He stood up from his desk and looked around the empty classroom, just a few hours students were practiceing Motzart's The Magic Flute; he loved classical music more than anything and was quite pleased with his job as a music professor, ecspecaily since he was at Hogwarts.
But being a teacher has it's flaws; the rude students, headmaster breathing down his neck and putting up with the stalker students. Really in all honesty,
Will needs a drink!
An hour later, the twenty-two year old was in fresh clothes and felt good; Will was always up for parties as a teenager, still today he parties hard and loves it.
Will carefully stepped into his ashy fireplace taking the floo network to diagon alley. A few moments later, Will found himself at his destination.
It didnt take him long to find the club, you could hear the music all the way near Gingotts. Will walked into the club with ease, looking around noticeing a few familiar faces, a few students that obviously snuck in, but Will didnt care tonight; he was more focused on getting a drink.
He walked towards the far end of the bar.
" whiskey, sour? he asked the bartender, who nodded; will turned and looked for more people that he knew, it wasnt until he spotted a familiar red head.
Will walked over to the woman and stood beside her,
" Suuuup?" he said, then looked ahead as if he didnt say a word, he liked messging with old friends.
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Post by ruby olivia warrington on Oct 1, 2011 14:24:22 GMT -5
Damn, that drink was strong. Two or three more of those and Ruby would be out cold. She was already beginning to feel the slight buzz of the mix. Why did she come to the club by herself? There was no way in hell that she would be able to get herself home later in one piece. Last time she had tried that, the red head landed in Brazil, quite far from home, not that she didn’t mind some extra shots of tequila. Ruby called the bartender over and handed him her card, “Can you call a cab for me before I get kicked out or do something insanely stupid tonight?” The guy nodded, chuckled and took her card, walking away to stow it somewhere. Alright. Problem solved.
“Suuuuup?” Ruby heard someone say to her. She looked up, but no one was looking at her. Her green-ish blue eyes caught sight of an old friend. “Heeey, Will,” her eyes lit up in the slightest. The two of them were pretty close back in Hogwarts. They were in different years, but the same house, so they saw a lot of each other. After school they veered their separate ways. He became a music teacher and Ruby began working for the ministry. “How’ve you been?”
The girl ran her fingers through her red hair. To order another drink or to dance until her legs couldn’t hold her up anymore? It was a difficult decision so why not to both? Ruby ordered another drink, and strutted out onto the dance floor with it. She turned and started swaying her hips to the beat, using her eyes to ask Will to join her. Who needs words when your eyes can say it all?
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