Hermione Granger ([personal profile] smartestone) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2008-01-19 12:21 pm

Third floor common room, Saturday afternoon

After waking up this morning, Hermoine went intop the common room. She didn't like anyone because of her rebellious nature, but they all seemed to love her so she thought she should give them what they wanted until she got bored. All the girls were jealous because they wanted to be here and all the guys wanted to be with her and no one could evar tame her.

She took a seat on the sofa that wasn't worthy to be sat on, but whatever, and started flipping through channels using magic. The remote stayed on the table. She had learned new magic that meant she didn't need a wand or anything,a nd she could just do stuff. Because even if books were stupid she was just street smart.

Hermoine stopped when she got to one of the MTV channels that played music. They were playing her FAVORITE MCR song.


[Hermione Sue is back! In a different, Bitchiwitch incarnation, but she- and the typos involved- should still turn my brain into liquid. Open!]

[identity profile] practicaldevice.livejournal.com 2008-01-19 08:32 pm (UTC)(link)
Anathema had been reading in her room and hadn't noticed anything weird. "Good afternoon."

[identity profile] practicaldevice.livejournal.com 2008-01-19 08:39 pm (UTC)(link)
Anathema glanced over at Hermione. "All right. What's on?" She started looking around for tea.

[identity profile] tatooine-doofus.livejournal.com 2008-01-19 08:41 pm (UTC)(link)
The Joker--after waking up on the floor of some room he didn't recognize--was out searching for evil schemes.

Or food.

Either would do at the moment.

"Salutations!"

[identity profile] minnesota-teen.livejournal.com 2008-01-19 08:43 pm (UTC)(link)
Amber was wandering the halls and floors. Headache gone, she thought she would continue on with her meeting new people spree.

Hearing the music, she stepped inside, and smiled, glancing at the girl sitting on the couch. "Hi!"

[identity profile] practicaldevice.livejournal.com 2008-01-19 08:47 pm (UTC)(link)
Anathema paused in her search and tried to figure out how a band could "get" someone. "Never heard of them." She said and re-started her search, now looking for hot water.

[identity profile] minnesota-teen.livejournal.com 2008-01-19 08:51 pm (UTC)(link)
"Huh?" Britney who? On the downstairs of what? Who was this girl who rolled her eyes at her?

[identity profile] practicaldevice.livejournal.com 2008-01-19 08:52 pm (UTC)(link)
Anathema gaped. "Back in a moment." Then she ran back to her room for her camera. Handwave, handwave, not the droids you're looking for, handwave

[identity profile] practicaldevice.livejournal.com 2008-01-19 08:53 pm (UTC)(link)
"Nice to meet you." Anathema said dryly, finally having a cup of tea. "And then don't. No one's making you."

[identity profile] tatooine-doofus.livejournal.com 2008-01-19 08:54 pm (UTC)(link)
Oooh, a surly one.

He loved the surly ones.

"I don't believe we've met," he said. "I'm the Joker."

He waited for her to recognize his name.

[identity profile] tatooine-doofus.livejournal.com 2008-01-19 08:55 pm (UTC)(link)
"Ah, a fan!" Joker said, laughing.

[identity profile] practicaldevice.livejournal.com 2008-01-19 08:59 pm (UTC)(link)
Anathema was back, camera in hand. "Something like that, yes." She said and snapped a few shots.

[identity profile] minnesota-teen.livejournal.com 2008-01-19 09:05 pm (UTC)(link)
Great. Another Becky Leeman. Just great. Hopefully she wouldn't have to pull her hair out.

Amber just smiled and glanced over at the TV. "What are you watching?

[identity profile] tatooine-doofus.livejournal.com 2008-01-19 09:07 pm (UTC)(link)
"I thought so when I picked it," Joker agreed.

[identity profile] tatooine-doofus.livejournal.com 2008-01-19 09:08 pm (UTC)(link)
The Joker preened. "Thank you, thank you very much," he said, bowing to his invisible fans.

[identity profile] practicaldevice.livejournal.com 2008-01-19 09:10 pm (UTC)(link)
"I think I had a few classes with you?" Anathema said over the rim of her cup.

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