Post by maria on Jul 13, 2012 7:59:52 GMT -5
It had already been a very long day for Maria. She had been sitting in Madam Puddifoot's for several hours pouring over parchment quill in hand. You see Maria was about to shatter everyone's views of her. In just under a week she would be taking the stage in the three broomsticks in front of thousands of wizards from around the world to put on a concert. Granted she was a very talented singer, and musician, but she only had three songs written.Now she sat writing new songs for the show.
She had a marijuana cigar in her free hand which she had just been yelled at for. Granted the poor store keeper had backed down as soon as Maria had raised her voice. The people of Hogsmeade all knew her very well and were unwilling to get on her bad side. A few years earlier she had been so cruel to the man that owned the pet shop next door to her that he closed shop and left town leaving all the animals behind. This is not a way of suggesting that she had killed the man for he had been seen in Diagon Alley since. If you were to ask him about Maria he would make an excuse to leave and hurry away.
She took a long drag from her hashish cigar as she contemplated the choreography of her dancers for the song she had just finished writing. This caused her to think about giving her dancers a small spot to them selves so that they could really show their moves.This was not a charity for her dancers, but more of a way of showing off how skilled and agile her thieves were. No one outside of her band and her dancers knew that she was a thief, and she was good at it. It wasn't that she needed to steal, she had inherited a small fortune from her father and had used it to buy the three broomsticks which had already more than paid for itself.
Maria stole things for one reason and one reason only.She wanted it, and she was a girl that got what she wanted. The things that she stole were things she wasn't legally allowed to have, and things that were one of a kind. She had stolen the vanishing cabinets that deatheaters had once used to infiltrate hogwarts which she then destroyed just to erase that part of the deatheaters history. She started to think about this part of her life and decided to use it to write a song. She pulled out a new piece of paper and began writing furiously. On the top of the parchment was scribbled the name of the song
I ALWAYS GET WHAT I WANT
She had a marijuana cigar in her free hand which she had just been yelled at for. Granted the poor store keeper had backed down as soon as Maria had raised her voice. The people of Hogsmeade all knew her very well and were unwilling to get on her bad side. A few years earlier she had been so cruel to the man that owned the pet shop next door to her that he closed shop and left town leaving all the animals behind. This is not a way of suggesting that she had killed the man for he had been seen in Diagon Alley since. If you were to ask him about Maria he would make an excuse to leave and hurry away.
She took a long drag from her hashish cigar as she contemplated the choreography of her dancers for the song she had just finished writing. This caused her to think about giving her dancers a small spot to them selves so that they could really show their moves.This was not a charity for her dancers, but more of a way of showing off how skilled and agile her thieves were. No one outside of her band and her dancers knew that she was a thief, and she was good at it. It wasn't that she needed to steal, she had inherited a small fortune from her father and had used it to buy the three broomsticks which had already more than paid for itself.
Maria stole things for one reason and one reason only.She wanted it, and she was a girl that got what she wanted. The things that she stole were things she wasn't legally allowed to have, and things that were one of a kind. She had stolen the vanishing cabinets that deatheaters had once used to infiltrate hogwarts which she then destroyed just to erase that part of the deatheaters history. She started to think about this part of her life and decided to use it to write a song. She pulled out a new piece of paper and began writing furiously. On the top of the parchment was scribbled the name of the song
I ALWAYS GET WHAT I WANT