Dumbledore's Angels
by Gin N. Tonic
disclaimer: Harry Potter and co belong to J.K. Rowling and Warner Bros. I own Courtney Kerose.
Ginny entered the large, dimly lit room quietly. Courtney was standing quietly in the middle of the room with her hands about her head. Without warning she flew into a front flip and landed right in front of Ginny.
"Hey, Red," she said smiling. She pushed a few strands of strawberry blond hair out of her face.
"That's not my name," Ginny moved toward a large, burgandy couch in the corner of the room. She plopped down next to Hermione who was deeply involved in a book. Gabrielle Delacour was standing by a full-length mirror brushing her waist-length hair.
Remeus Lupin walked in the room. He was holding a peice of parchment. He looked around at the four girls.
"Your first assignment."
Gabrielle was by far the prettiest girl in the group. Both her sister, the French ambassador to England, were part veela which made them irestible to men. Courtney Kerose was from the Salem Witches Institute. She had a fiery temper and a problem for getting in trouble, but she was always finding a way to get out of trouble. Unlike Gabrielle, Courtney was very reserved like she was keeping some kind of secret.
Gabrielle was wearing a white silk gown. Her hair was pulled up into a bun. Courtney was was wearing a hot, red number with a slit of to her waist. Half of her hair was pulled back by a barette. Both were on a mission.
Hermione knew many of the people at this party. They were former classmates those that had dropped out of school to pursue a future in the dark arts. Courtney was making her move; she was heading to the host. He was a tall, thin blonde barely older than sixteen. His name was Draco Malfoy.
Ginny was almost too scared to enter. The giant warehouse loomed out in front. From the outside it looked dark, but she knew inside young deatheaters were celebrating and planning. She walked toward the door, but it was too late. It was already open.
"Hi," Draco had turned to face Courtney. Score! This is going to be so easy, thought Courtney. Hermione watched from the corner in an invisibility cloak. Crabbe and Goyle were heading toward Malfoy dragging a large, canvas sack behind them. They moved between Draco and Courtney. The crowd was moving around them.
Hermione was loosing sight of them with all the people surrounding them. The crowd cleared and Courtney and Draco were gone.
A/N: I won't write any more if no one responds or emails me. Thanx! _Gin
by Gin N. Tonic
disclaimer: Harry Potter and co belong to J.K. Rowling and Warner Bros. I own Courtney Kerose.
Ginny entered the large, dimly lit room quietly. Courtney was standing quietly in the middle of the room with her hands about her head. Without warning she flew into a front flip and landed right in front of Ginny.
"Hey, Red," she said smiling. She pushed a few strands of strawberry blond hair out of her face.
"That's not my name," Ginny moved toward a large, burgandy couch in the corner of the room. She plopped down next to Hermione who was deeply involved in a book. Gabrielle Delacour was standing by a full-length mirror brushing her waist-length hair.
Remeus Lupin walked in the room. He was holding a peice of parchment. He looked around at the four girls.
"Your first assignment."
Gabrielle was by far the prettiest girl in the group. Both her sister, the French ambassador to England, were part veela which made them irestible to men. Courtney Kerose was from the Salem Witches Institute. She had a fiery temper and a problem for getting in trouble, but she was always finding a way to get out of trouble. Unlike Gabrielle, Courtney was very reserved like she was keeping some kind of secret.
Gabrielle was wearing a white silk gown. Her hair was pulled up into a bun. Courtney was was wearing a hot, red number with a slit of to her waist. Half of her hair was pulled back by a barette. Both were on a mission.
Hermione knew many of the people at this party. They were former classmates those that had dropped out of school to pursue a future in the dark arts. Courtney was making her move; she was heading to the host. He was a tall, thin blonde barely older than sixteen. His name was Draco Malfoy.
Ginny was almost too scared to enter. The giant warehouse loomed out in front. From the outside it looked dark, but she knew inside young deatheaters were celebrating and planning. She walked toward the door, but it was too late. It was already open.
"Hi," Draco had turned to face Courtney. Score! This is going to be so easy, thought Courtney. Hermione watched from the corner in an invisibility cloak. Crabbe and Goyle were heading toward Malfoy dragging a large, canvas sack behind them. They moved between Draco and Courtney. The crowd was moving around them.
Hermione was loosing sight of them with all the people surrounding them. The crowd cleared and Courtney and Draco were gone.
A/N: I won't write any more if no one responds or emails me. Thanx! _Gin