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[EMMELIA ANALEIGH JAMMISON]

Emmelia Analeigh Jammison examined herself in her full length mirror in the Slytherin Girls Dormitories. She adorned a black mini skirt, black heels, and a royal purple off the shoulder dressy top. Her hair was in loose curls, her make up was lightly placed on, and she put on on a pair of silver earrings and a matching necklace to complete her look. A small smile appeared on her lips as she made sure her attire was what she wanted. Approvingly she walked down the stairs of the dorm, through the common room, and out the portrait.

Click, clack, click, clack. Her heels made the soft sound along the hallways as she made her way through the halls of Hogwarts. It was fairly late, and no student should be out at this time of night. Emmelia wasn't too worried about getting caught by some prefect though. The majority of them she was on good terms with, even friends with half of them. Which always had it's perks.

Emmelia made her way through one portrait that led to Hogsmeade. It was a secret passageway that lead right under Honeydukes, which she knew the owner fairly well also so he didn't mind her just barging in. She held her small black clutch in her left hand, her wand in her right, just in case anything came out at her. At last she made it through to Honeydukes, walked up the stairs to see the shop deserted as she expected.

Walking out onto the streets of Hogsmeade she walked over to the Three Broomsticks. Entering the bar it was packed, full of wizards who thought as she did, she was dying for a couple of drinks and a good time. Sure, there were Common Room parties, but her housemates were being boring tonight. As she made her way through the crowd she brushed off the stares of the older men who watched her. Making it to the bar she took a seat and ordered her a firewhiskey as a start.

As the drink came sliding down to her, Emmelia took it in her hand, watching the flame lick at the alcohol. Smirking she raised her glass as a cheers to the bartender and downed the whole thing. The burning sensation hit the back of her throat like fire. She winced a little but quickly shook it off and ordered another round.