TheDarkerMe
Supernova
- Joined
- Jan 11, 2009
- Location
- Oregon
It had taken Remus weeks to work on his old school friend. Starly Draige, a girl that had hung out with the guys. Been one of them nearly, and had been in on a lot of the things they had done. No she wasn't a marauder, but she damn well knew how to keep a secret. Amongst the group her nickname was Dragon, a play on her last name. Draige being Celtic for Dragon. The girl really was a lot like the dragons the boys had grown up learning about.
It had taken weeks, to work on her and get her to come over and see Sirius again. Remus knew, he had watched her when she was in school. The reason she never put her heart into the dates they set her up on, was because she cared about Sirius. She saw a side of Sirius that most other females didn't. Of course she hung out with them more then other's did.
Remus had gotten everything ready, he said she should come over to relax and think about old times. Really they where going to get the woman laid finally. She was in her thirties now, and she had avoided sex of any kind. Meaning that Sirius and himself needed to help her. Everyone else was out of the house for the day, and there really wasn't many around. Sirius' mother had been silenced, and Starly was to arrive soon.
He had been conversing over letters, and since she was a Hit Witch... people knowing what she looked like was usually a bad idea. But she was arriving, and Dumbledore said it was a good idea. She was in the New Order, anyways. There was a faint knocking on the door, and the man approached the door, opening it to a site that was wonderful for sore eyes.
Starly had decided to dress nice, since she was seeing her old friends. Now well into her thirties, she had matured well. Becoming a rather attractively androgynous sort of woman. Her eyes where still the same bright blue that her friends would remember. The kind of icy blue that shocked you when you first saw it. Her hair was slightly grown out. Being mostly brown, but with blond tippings.
It was messy as hell, messier then even James had let his hair get. She had grown as well, going from five nothing to five six. Standing tall and with a figure that most of the girls had to train hard for. But that came from all the qudditch she had played in school. She was clan in black slacks, and a black t-shirt. Wearing a muggle device called a trench coat. She loved muggle clothing, but then her father was a muggle.
Her wand was holstered in her sleeve, ready at a flick to fight. She stepped into the house, and followed Remus. Trusting her old friend to guide her well. Once they reached the room she crashed down unto the bed and sat crosslegged. Having kicked her boots to the floor. "So this is Sirius' old room?"
It had taken weeks, to work on her and get her to come over and see Sirius again. Remus knew, he had watched her when she was in school. The reason she never put her heart into the dates they set her up on, was because she cared about Sirius. She saw a side of Sirius that most other females didn't. Of course she hung out with them more then other's did.
Remus had gotten everything ready, he said she should come over to relax and think about old times. Really they where going to get the woman laid finally. She was in her thirties now, and she had avoided sex of any kind. Meaning that Sirius and himself needed to help her. Everyone else was out of the house for the day, and there really wasn't many around. Sirius' mother had been silenced, and Starly was to arrive soon.
He had been conversing over letters, and since she was a Hit Witch... people knowing what she looked like was usually a bad idea. But she was arriving, and Dumbledore said it was a good idea. She was in the New Order, anyways. There was a faint knocking on the door, and the man approached the door, opening it to a site that was wonderful for sore eyes.
Starly had decided to dress nice, since she was seeing her old friends. Now well into her thirties, she had matured well. Becoming a rather attractively androgynous sort of woman. Her eyes where still the same bright blue that her friends would remember. The kind of icy blue that shocked you when you first saw it. Her hair was slightly grown out. Being mostly brown, but with blond tippings.
It was messy as hell, messier then even James had let his hair get. She had grown as well, going from five nothing to five six. Standing tall and with a figure that most of the girls had to train hard for. But that came from all the qudditch she had played in school. She was clan in black slacks, and a black t-shirt. Wearing a muggle device called a trench coat. She loved muggle clothing, but then her father was a muggle.
Her wand was holstered in her sleeve, ready at a flick to fight. She stepped into the house, and followed Remus. Trusting her old friend to guide her well. Once they reached the room she crashed down unto the bed and sat crosslegged. Having kicked her boots to the floor. "So this is Sirius' old room?"