Author's Note: This is the first story that I wrote. Please Review. I know that there is a chapter of this on harry potter fan fiction, but I didn't steal it since that's my account also. The story on there I think will be slightly different than the one on here. This chapter is short and a little confusing, but its part of the story and will get better and longer. Enjoy!
Quietly, she slipped out of the bedroom. Knowing exactly what to expect when she arrived at her destination, she quickly took her bag and clothes and slipped out of their huge flat. She ran down the dirty streets that twisted and turned, until she arrived at her daily night time destination. She knew that it was silly to walk there since she could apparated, but it was really refreshing and calmed her down. If anyone were to see her, they would not have known it was her. She held a mysterious aura that anyone could get lost into. She tapped her wand on the brick wall and muttered an incantation. The wall opened up to reveal a huge club and the usual masked guy let her in.
"Still here I see,"
he said jokingly.
"Of course, I've been coming here for
awhile, why would I stop?" she sneered.
"I would hurry
up, you're gonna be late. Wouldn't want that to happen would we?"
he smirked.
" Shut it, you know it's gonna be your fault if I
am," she joked.
Her long, tanned legs lead her into her usual dressing room, where she quickly got dressed into her usual attire, which included a golden mask that suited her fair skin perfectly.
She walked gracefully onto the stage, joining the other women there that she had come to call friends. You couldn't see their faces due to the masks that covered their faces, but you could tell that they were gorgeous. The music started playing a song that had a strong beat, the lights started flashing and they, including her, started dancing on the stage. She looked around the room, taking in the familiar and unfamiliar faces and the smell that engulfed the room. The room was huge, filled with tables, a dance floor near the stage, couches in front of the stage, balconies on the second level to see the stage, and a bar nearby.
The men stared at the stage with lust apparent in their eyes. It used to scare her and her friends, but they all got used to it and now took it as a compliment. She suddenly felt eyes burning into her head, and a familiar tingling feeling in her body. She looked up and stared into a pair of mysterious eyes filled with lust and passion. She smiled and after a couple songs ended, she walked down the long, slightly narrow hallways that lead to her dressing room.
Suddenly, she was pushed into the wall and a pair of lips found themselves on hers. She responded hungrily leading him into her dressing room. Soon, his lips were on her neck.
"I
was wondering when you were going to come," she whispered into his
ear.
"I always show up don't I?" he stated, "we've been
doing this for months now, can I finally know the lady behind the
mask?"
"Sure, only because we have been doing this for
awhile, but we still can't tell anyone. At the same time, promise?"
she asked.
"Promise," he promised, "3, 2, 1..."
They
both slowly took off their masks, and gasped at who it revealed.
