Central Park

[Lily Cliffeton]

It was not in the nature of one Lily Fossil to be wearing uniform. Even though she had had classes it was not something she wore. But by the demand of the Ballet schools, Lily was to achieve some form of grades to show she was not just dance, but also had some brain. It was an annoying chore for the young brunette. If it were up to her she would leave the school with nothing at all. And dance her life away, but the schools demanded it, so Lily was trying. Her uniform was not exactly satisfactory. Her short skirt which was justnlong enough to cover enough, and her short sleeved shirt with her tie half way down her front and the top bottoms undone. Even Lily had to admit she looked a little slutty. But for the 13 year old, this was no more than what any other person would wear if they had the body. Lily, being a dancer was thin for her age and height. The amount of pressure she put her body under while she practiced meant she had a small appiete and a smaller body. Her curves were only starting to appear, but thin was all that could be seen. Lily had gone to the first Defense Against the Dark Arts lesson. It had been a boring one. She wondered why she had even bothered to go. It just seemed logical at the time. But now she wondered the hallways, looking for something to do. Her heels filled the hall with sharp piercing sounds that alerted most that someone was coming. Lily had tied her hair up in a high ponytail, and was bonoucing from side to side with each step. For the Slytherin this was more boring than class. It was then she noted the door to the empty classroom. Thinking that it would not have someone in it, since it as supposedly abondoned, Lily decided to go see it.

Lily's eyes linger on the door knob as she turned the handle and walked inside. She closed the door quietly behind her and turned to face the room. It was then she noticed a group of little first years giggling away. Little Hufflepuffs. Lily walked straight over and told them bluntly to f@#k off. Lily had a naturally harsh and cold tone which showed no emotion or warmth, it was because of this that the little children did not hesitate and scramed. Out of the class room. Lily smiled to herself before taking a seat by the far side of the room. She sat down upon one of the class chirs and from her bag pulled out a small bottle of black nail varnish and a magazine all about dancing. Lily began to slowly apply the varnish on to her long finger nails. She liked the colour black on nails. Although very dull, it was the perfect colour. Lily was almost finished the one hand when the doorknob to the room turned. She groaned loudly and stared at the door. "And I was under the impression this was an abondoned classroom not the student f##king lounge." Lily said loudly before getting back to her nails, clearly not even wanting to acknowledge who was coming the room.