Post by crisssi on Nov 20, 2008 14:23:06 GMT -5
"Chaaaaaa-riiiiiiii-zaaaaaard! Come out, come out, wherever you aaaaare!!!" Criss, a somewhat psychotic fourth-year Gryffindor pyro, echoed down the stairs and into the large, gigantic even, common room. The gorgeous interior was marred by the neon colors of Criss outfit; even in winter, she couldn't turn down the notch on her clothes.
Pink knee-high lace-up boots with pink fur trim enveloped her feet. Pale pink polka-dot tights peeked out in the space between the boots and the pale pink wool plaid skirt, complete with a tie-belt with pink pom-poms. A bright pink fluffy sweater adorned her body, a rainbow-colored matching material scarf, a pale yellow puff jacket with vertical pink vine stripes topped it off. Her finishing accessories were her usual gummy bag and candy necklace, accompanied by her usual hot pink messenger bag, but she now wore a fluffy little teddy bear on long a cord around her neck. Her hair was black again, and in curly pigtails held up by little plush teddybear face barrettes.
Criss skipped back into her dorm, headphones blaring a muggle pop song, looking for her little orange dragon. She shuffled through something near her bed, shimmied over to the closet dancing, shuffled around in there, and threw some things around, but was thoroughly distracted by the song. As it was, she was singing along horribly as she didn't know all the words, but she did get the chorus right..partly. "A-shay shay, shay shay a-shake it!" She half-danced, kind of shakily really, back over to her bed and glanced under for her dragon.
"ChaaaAAAAAA-RRRIIIIIIII-ZAAAAAAARRRRRD!!!!!!!!" Criss skipped out of her dorm and hopped down the stairs one at a time to the sound of her music, her boots making a satisfying clunk sound. "COME! OUT! COME! OUT! WHERE! EVER! YOU! ARE!" She hollered in her sugared-up voice. She slipped on the last stair, fell on her rear end, and let out a surprise yelp. Criss's brown eyes widened as she scrambled to stand. She straightened her clothes, the chill not really hitting anywhere but her legs; winter could be cruel to such a small person if not careful.
"Cmon, I promise I won't pretend to be a dragon hunter this time!" Criss pouted, her eyes searching the common room as she suppressed a fit of giggles. She popped a gummy into her mouth and twirled a few times, jumping in between, and got an idea. Perhaps she could coax the little dragon out. She yanked a simple sparkler from her messenger bag and jumped around the giant room with it. "Charrrrrrrrrrr, I need a liiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiight..." Criss giggled into her hand and waved the firework around. This should do the trick.