Night Out, <open open>

Gabrielle Delacour had forwarded Hermione the same letter that she had gotten from Pia. Obviously, she hadn't told Pia Hermione was coming, but she hoped and sort of knew that Pia wouldn't mid- at least too much.

Despite the fact it had virtually no capitals, the note was legible and clear. Pia wouldn't threaten something like that unless she meant it. But she most likely wouldn't. At least Gabrielle wouldn't give her the chance too.
Floo Powder travel was hard on Gabrielle. She always managed to get it on her face, land on her butt, get sooty, and watery eyes. But this time, her hair also got messed up. Horrible, horrible dust. And there Gabrielle stood, in her most night-like clothes she owned: a short silver mini skirt that seemed to not exist and a aquamarine tank top with little lighter blue hearts on it, and high heels.
It was just like Pia to be late.. but where in the world was Hermione?
Gabrielle was being oogled by old men and she was definently not liking it. Well, maybe just a tiny bit..

Hermione appeared next to Bri also sooty. She wore dark blue jeans rolled up at the ends and a black shirt. She turned and smiled at Bri. "Like her to be late I suppose?"

Gabrielle returned the smile to Hermione. "Obviously. Wouldn't want to ruin her bad girl image with- Ah."
Just then, Pia emerged from a bar, her hair a bit toussled but other than that, she looked good. With her dark eyeliner looking more cat like and her clothes shorter than normal, her tube top barely reaching her belly button and her skirt looking more like just a strip of fabric that barely covered her butt, Pia looked both girls up and down, a shot glass still in her hand.
"So I see you decided to grace us with your magnificent presence, Hermione." Pia said sarcastically as her glass fell to the cobble stoned street with a tinkle. Gabrielle cringed, but Pia acted like nothing had happened. "I'm sorry if I don't bow down for your majesty. My shirt might fall off if I even try." Pia gave a little snort and then turned to Gabrielle, but also adressed Hermione.
"We're going to go to this pub I found near Knocturn Alley. They're close enough to not have to worry about Goody-two-shoes coming and going. They don't even verify-" Pia let her voice fall silent, turned and started walking off.
Gabrielle, who was torn between going with her friend who was bordering on drunk and satying with Hermione. "Do you want to follow her or..? If it gets too bad we can always call Harry to the rescue." Or Draco! Gabrielle almost added, but given her current feelings torwards Draco, she didn't say it.

Hermione nodded. "Your right. I had him keep tabs." She started to walk after Pia walking slow so Bri could catch up.

"Mmkay. That's always good, I just hope we don't get in to too much trouble." Gabrielle said faintly, her face pale as she caught up to Hermione, and then continued walking following Pia's winding and not very straight path as they came closer to a bar.
The bar had a big neon sign in front of it that proclaimed 'Gray Dog' in a flickering blue light to the world. On the outside it's dark and musty bricks looked like they were about to crumble, and the places next door to the bar had 'For Lease' signs hanging in the now dusty windows. But the Gray Dog was doing well enough for all of it's faults, and even had a few people just hanging out in front of it smoking a few joints and taking a break from the general noise and rucus that the bar contained.
"Ready for it?" Gabrielle muttered to Hermione, as she watched Pia turn around from her spot in front of Gabrielle and the other girl, and double back.
"Hurry up. Happy Hour is almost over."

Hermione shuddered. "Yea, I guess." She looked at the Gray Dog with disgust. She didn't want to be her with Pia. But she was here only for Bri.

"Right." Gabrielle said as she hurried in to the bar to avoid catching a cold from staying out too long in such short clothes. Inside, she was assulted by how different it was from the outside. The bar was still sleazy, but it looked a little more put together and it was full of people their own age, and all drinking alcohol in all it's different forms.
Girls pressed up close to the bar, hoping to catch the eye of the guy serving the dirnks. He wasn't irrisitable, but he did have that daring look and a gleam in his eye.
There was a dance floor, full of mutlicolored tiles that changed ever second, and more than just a couple of people dancing. If you went in alone, it wouldn't matter since you would most likely end up with a partner by the end of the night. Music from some obscure band pounded through speakers laid strategically throught the room, and the vibrations ran up everyone's legs. It was hard not to dance.
Gabrielle had to hand it to Pia. The girl sure knew her bars.
Pia had followed Gabrielle, and had made her way up to the bar, where she was ordering a round of margaritas and trying to get the bartender to notice her like so many others, but for her to get drinks.

Hermione surveyed the bar. She looked around and saw the bartender. He was really cute but she had a boyfriend. She looked around and muttered to Bri. "She knows her bars." She liked it but not Pia. She picked off a fuzzy off her tight black shirt.

Lilila had managed to escape from her vacation cottage for just a bit, just for a little midnight shopping and a few butterbeers. Kakashi was acting fussy no that she'd left, but she didn't mind, nothing Lilila couldn't handle. She managed to sneak into a bar and practically almost killd the bartender for rfusing to get her a drink. He finally gave her a light scotch and water-- very light on the scotch, but as she exited, finished with it only a few minutes later, she notice Gabl and Hermy and someone she hadn't met. She walked up to them. "Hello Gabi, Hermy, Stranger. How do you do?" she said, sound a bit tipsy(or woosy), but fine otherwise. "My name is Lilila. Local vampire at TMA, though currently I'm taking a small break from school. Stress is a bit high-running for me. And me. a voice sounded in her head. /Kakashi/..." though Lilila, grolwing in her mind.

Gabrielle raised her eyebrow at Lilila, and nodded hello before Pia took over the conversation, a hint of mischeif in her eye. This girl seemed to annoy her more than Hermione did, and like the annoyance with the other girl, it was seemingly for no reason other than the fact that Lilila seemed to already be feeling the effects of the alcohol.
"My name is Pia, and I don't think being a vampire is something you should boast about. After all, I don't go running around screaming I'm a Half Veela. You could get attacked by some pesky mobs, and I'm pretty sure you would be an outcast, even in this bar." Pia looked down at Lilila from her nose, and sneered as she handed out the margaritas to Gabrielle and held one for Hermione to take or refuse. She had found someone else to pick on.
Gabrielle took the margarita and sipped on it as she looked around for some guys to talk to, trying to avoid the drama that was sure to come. She looked at Hermione with open eyes, trying to figure out what to do.

Hermione took the margerta but not drinking it. Hermione smiled as Pia had moved away from here. She looked over at Briand raised a eyebrow and motioned to Lilila. She muttered to her so that only she could here. "Wonder why she's here. I thought she left."

"I dunno." Gabrielle said with a roll of her eyes at Pia's behaviour. Oh well. Pia had to blow off steam somehow. "But whatever. We'll find out soon enough and I'm pretty sure it won't be pretty." Gabrielle motioned her drink in the direction of Lilila and Pia, then turned to Hermione.
"I crown you my official wing-girl for the night. Help me look for someone who looks semi-intelligent."

Hermione nodded at Bri's first words then cracked up at the secound. She nodded. "Sure. But when someones drunk off their ass even a super genius doesn't look semi-inteligent." She laughed.

Gabrielle smiled at Hermione's words. Silly Hermione. "Well, as long as they shaved and have clean pants and a clean shirt, let's call them semi-intelligent. Aaand they can't be gangsters or think they're gangsters. What turns Pia's crank doesn't turn mine."
Gabrielle sorta bounced with her Margarita in hands, sloshing a bit of it on the floor. But it was alright, since she really wasn't all to in to alcohol.

(( lol silly hermione? ))

Hermione laughed. "I think you've had enough? Only joking. Hmmm okay. What about that guy? Wait no... his pants are half way down his butt. Him? No he douesn't have any pants? Well that's disturbing... Okay there's a guy but he's a sorta nerd. No he's gay."