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Jazzy was invited to one of Eric’s parties. She wasn’t sure if he’d ever had one before, but she liked that she was invited to this one, even though she’d only met him once before but they seemed to really hit it off in a non-creepy, non-sexual kind of way. She’d had a photoshoot for a magazine and while shots of her on a broom were always amazing, they decided to mix it up a little, see what else she could fly, as it turned out, not a dragon, at least not well, but Jazzy put that down to wearing a thong bikini on a scaly dragon. Who even made that decision? As it turned out, Eric was great at handling the dragon and catching fair maidens that fell from said dragons, and his assistant, Doorknob or whatever, was just eh. Jazzy hadn’t really remembered much about her to be honest but then she hadn’t left a lasting impression like Eric had.

“Readyyyy!” She called through her massive home for Killian. She had her choice of home after she graduated and she’d picked the biggest one she could and she had zero regrets. Usually. Sometimes it could a pain in the arse finding someone. Once she’d had a guy over and lost him. After a day she’d thought he’d gone home but three days later there he was, naked, in her kitchen, eating her cereal and giving her the scare of her life. It made for some pretty interesting kitchen sex, though. “Come on, I wanna dance!” She said, finding Killian and grabbing hold of him. Merlin only knew what he’d been up to but she wasn’t going to question him, instead she disapparated the pair of them to Wales, to Eric’s address and saw up ahead Kal Sullivan and Aspen Macmillan. What was going on here? Was this a Quidditch thing, too?

Tag: Killian Abraxas Vaile
Notes: <3
Outfit: Blue Bird

Okay so this was probably a bad idea but Jazzy didn't care. That weird, sexy as fuck bloke wasn't around to talk her out of it so Jazzy had gone and done it, she'd bought herself a Raven at the animal shop. So they were less talented than owls, who cared?! They looked freaking cool, all black and swoopy. Jazzy was a big fan, and now that she was graduated she could have more than one pet. Her house was livable now and so this was kind of like a little house warming gift for herself, she deserved it after such a good year at school. She'd nailed her NEWTs, she'd gotten onto a professional quidditch team and she lived in a motherfucking mansion! Admittedly the first couple of nights had been somewhat terrifying. She'd spent a little time at her mum and dad's but then she was on her own. Completely on her own. In a massive sodding house. At least it had a playground! She'd gone on that because at heart it didn't matter how old Jazzy was, she'd always be a kid and she'd never not go on a playground, for Merlin's ballsack! Still, the adjustment from a dorm-full of girls to no one even in the same building was daunting. It was strange but the silence was deafening. How could no noise be so freaking scary? That was another reason for another pet, the more pets, the less lonely. She was planning on a dog next, although they were pack animals so maybe she should get two? She wasn't sure, but she did know that she didn't want to feel alone.

"Shh, you're making a scene." She said to her raven. Sylvester? Nah, that seemed like a daft name now that she had him. She'd thought of names she could give a raven and she'd settled on Sylvester but it really didn't seem to suit the noisy sodding raven. Shitface seemed fitting but Jazzy was sure they just needed to bond, however she wasn't going to get a chance. A stray spell knocked the cage her raven was in, out of her hand. It crashed on the floor and the latch came loose. The bird was screeching and scrawing and whatevering noising the raven was making and just as Jazzy picked up the cage, the sodding animal flew out of it and up into the air. "Oi! Get back here!" She said, chasing the bird, not watching where she was stepping and tripping over the stuck out wheel of a street peddler's cart. She tumbled, landing on the ground, taking the brunt f the fall on her elbow. She hurried to her feet, the cage having fallen from her grasp was rolling towards Knockturn Alley, coming to the steps, "Stupid fucking bird." She mumbled, hobbling after the cage, hoping nothing dark and strange was heading out of the dodgiest place in Earth.


Tag: Severus Theodisius Snape
Words: 486
Notes: <3
Outfit: Bloody Bird

Zach? Was that really his name or was he attempting to sound cool and edgy? Of course someone named Zach would be in the middle of shop, offering unsolicited advice and then eating pet food so it suited him in a way. Jazzy figured she only had a few more months of Hogwarts left, after her NEWT's she was going to be a world famous quidditch star and she could get all the ravens she wanted. Hell, a whole flock would look badass indeed! She'd even find out who this Zach person was and see if she could get him over to her place to witness her wondrous flock of ravens. What was a flock of ravens even called? If crows were a murder, were ravens a victim? And why the heck would she show off a bunch of ravens to a random guy she'd just met? She didn't care if she saw this guy ever again or not, he was strange, he randomly approached women and he ate pet food from the shelves and seemed to hang around like a bee to pollen.

"No need to worry about that." Because Zach was a ridiculous name for a raven, "If I was going to name an animal after you it'd probably be a hedgehog." She told him, strolling away to the cat food section, looking for treats for Shadow rather than getting a raven. Prickly, beady little eyes, eat just about anything, edgy. Yep, Zach was definitely a name for a hedgehog. Perhaps she'd get a hedgehog after graduation. They were kind of cute and she already had a name picked out.


Tag: Zachary Oscar Zeller
Words: 272
Notes: <3
Outfit: Raven, yay or ney?

Jazzy nodded her head to Killian but watched her owl as it left, growing smaller and smaller. She was up in the owlery every week sending off letters to her loved ones. She enjoyed writing home, and because she was here in the owlery so often and having visited every school week for so many years, the owls were all used to her, something that was certainly working in her favour today. She didn't mind watching Killian making a bit of a tit out of himself either, she always enjoyed that though it was more fun to watch it on the Quidditch pitch, just so long as he wasn't seriously harmed because she liked seeing his face around the place just as it was. He was one of the cutest guys in school, she couldn't bear it if a bludger connected with what was obviously a few favours from God, "Of course," she smiled, looking from where the owl had left to meet Killian's gaze. "I'm a good girl." She said with a little shoulder twist and giving him a flirty little wink.

"Ready to walk me back to the castle or do you just wanna make out a bit first?" She smirked slightly, if he wasn't up for it then she'd take a rain check, but she had some free time, Killian had proven what a fine specimen he was and it was a way to kill the time. Jazzy had been searching for something fun to do after sending her owls and it just so happened she'd stumbled across fun in the owlery. If Killian had some place else to be then Jazzy figured she could find a little fun somewhere else with someone else and if that didn't work out then maybe she'd get some wood between her legs, she always felt like hitting the skies on a broom.


Tag: Killian Abraxas Vaile
Words: 312
Notes: <3
Outfit: Letters to send

Killian could score with anyone or anything, as he was proving with the owl. Jazzy watched, perhaps a little smugly, believing Killian's endeavours with the owl would ultimately fail, or perhaps she was just hoping they’d fail for her own amusement, however even if she didn’t get amusement from him failing to charm an owl she’d still find it fun to watch and Jazzy was never one to pass up much of a show, especially with Killian as lead. She was glad she'd come across him and his lovely arse in the owlery. It was kind of desperate looking place to Jazzy, all stone with the owls all nestled in to the walls. There wasn't a lot of light but then that was probably because the owls needed the shelter and too many windows would negate to whole point of an owlery to begin with. But it wasn't just the cold feeling from the literal cold weather and then the cold interior design of the place, it was also the fact that there was owl droppings all over the walls and window ledges, definitely some on the floor and every time she had to go back up to the castle she had to make sure that her boots didn't have traces of owl muck on them.

All hell started to break loose so fast that Jazzy barely had any idea how it even started! She chuckled in amusement as the scene was unfolding. Killian was as graceful as ever and it was no wonder he’d been made Ravenclaw quidditch captain, because with moves that smooth who wouldn’t want a man like that in charge?! Jazzy stifled a few more laughs as Killian stood up, his owl on his shoulder. She almost felt bad for Killian but he was a big boy, he was more than capable of handling himself against his own owl. “Naww, he’s not a tit, he’s beautiful!” She cooed at the owl. He was a beautiful looking owl, especially when he took off, his giant wings beating hard through the air. “Well that went over very well.” She smiled, reaching into her pocket and pulling out a treat for another owl for herself. She clicked her tongue a couple of times and set the treat on the perch closest to her. A brown owl flew down almost at once and Jazzy tied her second letter to its leg, “Felicity Moon.” She told the owl, ruffling the feathers on its head a little before it too left the owlery.


Tag: Killian Abraxas Vaile
Words: 428
Notes: <3
Outfit: Letters to send

The bloke seemed a bit barmy, in Jazzy's opinion. He willing shoved a finger through the bars of a raven cage and then he spoke to it like the bloody thing was going to answer him back. Outright crazy! Still, he was hot so crazy was certainly something she could overlook. She snogged Killian for Merlin's snake and he was eccentric! Good snogger though. This guy was handsome, no doubt he'd had a fair share of girls in his time and was probably an incredible snogger himself. Or maybe he was one of those guys that was so good looking, no one had ever bothered to tell him that he sucked. Perhaps he was the same in the sack. Jazzy did wonder but she wasn't going to jump into the nearest bed or broom closet with him. She wasn't that kind of girl. Usually. Snogging sure. Beyond that? Well she really did prefer to know a guy first. She wasn't a total whore, just a little bit she supposed. "Fun" was the way she preferred to phrase it though. For some reason "whore" had such negative connotations associated with it.

Time to train a bird. Jazzy didn't really have much of that. She was glad to have the guy there and helping her out but it didn't really matter how much information he gave her, a raven would look really cool and so she was probably going to bloody well get herself a ravens. Sleek and beautiful with a sharp beak. Sounded pretty and cool which was what she was after but she didn't want a poorly trained pet that wasn't going to deliver mail to the wrong place or get distracted by a slug or something. "Thinking 'bout getting one." She tilted her head to look at the raven. It was really unappealing now the guy was telling her the faults of the bird. "Is there anything positive about a raven over an owl? I mean, why do they sell them if owls are just superior?" She figured to make money from people like her. People that wanted an awesome looking pet! They were really quite impressive creatures up close, but they weren't practical, but then why was she going to get one!? Perhaps she was over thinking this. She thought the raven was cool so maybe she should just get it. She supposed this guy would help her decide once and for all.


Tag: Zachary Oscar Zeller
Words: 405
Notes: <3
Outfit: Raven, yay or ney?

Well Killian didn't need any treats to charm this bird, but Jazzy knew that was way to lame to say out loud so she kept it to herself with a little hint of a smirk as she reached into her pocket and pulled out a small handful of treats, placing them on another perch close by to try and attract another owl. A little meat always got a birds attention. Jazzy's too. "I suppose I could spare a few bits for such a top smile." She said as she tied her first letter to the owl's leg. "Tom and Martha Plimpstock, cutie." She said, giving the top of it's head a little ruffle while offering another treat. The owl took the treat, ruffled it's feathers and stretched them wide then took off from the perch, flying through the closest window. Jazzy moved the treats she had on the other perch, only a couple of birds looking interested but not moving yet.

"Here," She said, reaching in her pocket for more treats, one of the interested owls came down and sat on the perch, gobbling up the treat Jazzy had left out. She held out a few treats for Killian, dried meat that the owls seemed to love. Jazzy had never questioned what kind of meat it was and she was fairly certain she'd probably not like to know. All that mattered was that the owls seemed to like it and with her not having multiple owls of her own at Hogwarts, she was kind of reliant on school owls that could be bought off with a few treats. "See if you can get yourself a bird with this." She said. She was looking forward to seeing what he did with this, he was always creative with the words he chose to say. They may have seemed off the cusp but Jazzy figured he knew exactly what he was saying. He was a Ravenclaw, he was a smart-arse, he was a bit of a tit. It was a rather fun combination and Jazzy had to admit, Killian was one of the few people she actually appreciated at school. She appreciated his wit, his arse, and most definitely his snogging skills. Jazzy had snogged a boy or two or five at Hogwarts and of the ones she'd snogged Killian was probably about the best and not to mention one of the cutest ones.


Tag: Killian Abraxas Vaile
Words: 401
Notes: <3
Outfit: Letters to send