Changed RPG

Who: Fay Dunbar and Zoe Montgomery
When: September 26/afternoon
Where: Library
What: Zoe is mistaken for her twin
Rating/Status: PG at most?/Closed

( Who says nothing happens by chance? )

Who: Fay Dunbar and Bex Montgomery
What: Bex writes an advice column. Fay's just following her advice.
When: After dinner, Tuesday night
Where: In the depths of the library
Rating/Warnings: PG fro girl kissing and Fay's potty mouth.
Open/Closed: Closed.

She'd never told anyone all of that. Sure, she'd been mean and rude to just about everyone for years, but it occurred to her now that no one had ever really taken the time to ask her why that was. It seemed like it was easier for the Gryffindors to just write her off as a bitch and deride and shun her. And while she didn't much care - she was too busy deriding and shunning them to care - it said a lot to her about their hypocrisy.

And now here was Bex Montgomery, who apparently had a good head on her shoulders and fabulous taste in men. Fay was happy to find someone who felt the same way she did about Snape's methods - certainly no one in Gryffindor would have ever agreed with her! And the fact that Bex seemed compassionate and kind was a nice touch.

Yeah, okay. Fay was sort of smitten with Sally-Anne, and she knew she wanted to see where that went. But there was no harm in meeting this girl as per her owl, and having a little fun of an evening. Was there?

She arrived in the library and straightened her clothes slightly, looking around for Bex.

( -Owl to Fay Dunbar- )

Who: Fay Dunbar, Tracey Davis, Pansy Parkinson, Sadie Baldock, any other Slytherin girls that might be in with this particular group
What: Tasty treats. Just gorgeous things, darling.
When: Not long after Fay's entry blew the hell up.
Where: Down by the edge of the forest.
Rating/Warnings: PGR? For exclaiming over pictures of men who aren't wearing very much, and also probably saying some mean and nasty things about their classmates.
Open/Closed: Closed, unless you think you're a member of the aforementioned group.

Fay rummaged in her truck for her "tasty treats" and arranged them in a shoulder bag. It was interesting to her that she'd managed to last a whole day and a bit before she'd needed to storm out of the dorm and find her friends. Normally she took one look at Granger and had to stalk out, nose in the air.

Perhaps this meant she was maturing. Her mother would be so proud.

At any rate, the idea of spending an afternoon out in the fresh air with people who weren't horrible was enough to put a spring in her step as she left the tower, flipping the bird at anyone who was in the common room and saw her leave.

Once she got to the edge of the forest she set out a blanket and charmed some cushions from their magically reduced size, back to big enough to sit on.