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*Tomasina Riddle* · 05-21-2008, 09:31 PM

This is a story about an American girl who has had a hard life. She was raised by the streets of south Dallas. Those lessons weren't always pretty. Her family life forced her into the foster care system. She's been in and out of trouble herself. This is the last group home that will take her before she's sent to juvenile center. This story begins the week before her 11th birthday. When a weirdly dressed man with half moon spectacles and a twinkle in his eyes.

Our Story Begins

Professor Dumbledor looked up at the building. It certainly didn't look like it was any place that should be called someone's home. He heard some loud music with a lot of base coming from the house but walked up the steps like a man on a mission. Her went to knock on the door and it swung open. The music hit him like a tidal wave. He walked into the house anyways. It was a long hallway down the middle of the house with various rooms off to each side. He stopped by the first room she saw, which seemed to the living room. There were 4 boys holding court and having a rowdy game with little game pieces that had black dots and lines over them. Dumbledor stepped into the room as one of boys slammed one of the pieces on the table.

"Thats how you play dominoes bruh!" He shouted standing up and slapping his partner on the hand. He noticed Dumbledor and started laughing. "Man Halloween don't come to the hood." He said sitting down to the round of laughter his friends let out. The stopped laughing when they noticed Dumbledor was still standing there. "Who you here for?" the boy asked rudely.

"I am here to see Jefenda Bryant." He said giving them a smile.

"Ain't seen her. Don't know her" he said with a shrug. When adults came here asking about someone and using their government name someone was in trouble. They went back to their card game and Dumbledor gave them a small bow and went back out into the hallway where he ran straight into someone. She looked up at him with a snarl on her face. She softened whens he say it was an adult and not a child

"Can I help you?" She asked cocking her hips to the side and putting her hands on them.

"Yes madame. I am here to see after Jefenda Bryant. I am Professor Dumbledor." He explained to her.

"Well Burn is upstairs on the fourth floor." She told him moving around him to go fetch someone for Ms. Jackson.

"I don't understand. What is Burn?" He asked her before she walked into one of the rooms.

"You must not be from round here." She chuckled she looked him up and down, and she figured that he really wasn't from Texas. "Burn is Jefenda. People call her that because anyone who messes with her gets burned." She told him as she walked away.

05-21-2008, 09:31 PM	#1 (permalink)
Tomasina Riddle BLFC Vice President The Scream Beedle Bard Wannabe Demiguise Location: Gotham City Join Date: Jul 2003 Posts: 5,819 Hogwarts RPG Name: Lucas Zaire Greenwood First Year Ministry RPG Name: Egypt Greenwood Magical Maintenance	American girl in Hogwarts - Sa13+ This is a story about an American girl who has had a hard life. She was raised by the streets of south Dallas. Those lessons weren't always pretty. Her family life forced her into the foster care system. She's been in and out of trouble herself. This is the last group home that will take her before she's sent to juvenile center. This story begins the week before her 11th birthday. When a weirdly dressed man with half moon spectacles and a twinkle in his eyes. Our Story Begins Professor Dumbledor looked up at the building. It certainly didn't look like it was any place that should be called someone's home. He heard some loud music with a lot of base coming from the house but walked up the steps like a man on a mission. Her went to knock on the door and it swung open. The music hit him like a tidal wave. He walked into the house anyways. It was a long hallway down the middle of the house with various rooms off to each side. He stopped by the first room she saw, which seemed to the living room. There were 4 boys holding court and having a rowdy game with little game pieces that had black dots and lines over them. Dumbledor stepped into the room as one of boys slammed one of the pieces on the table. "Thats how you play dominoes bruh!" He shouted standing up and slapping his partner on the hand. He noticed Dumbledor and started laughing. "Man Halloween don't come to the hood." He said sitting down to the round of laughter his friends let out. The stopped laughing when they noticed Dumbledor was still standing there. "Who you here for?" the boy asked rudely. "I am here to see Jefenda Bryant." He said giving them a smile. "Ain't seen her. Don't know her" he said with a shrug. When adults came here asking about someone and using their government name someone was in trouble. They went back to their card game and Dumbledor gave them a small bow and went back out into the hallway where he ran straight into someone. She looked up at him with a snarl on her face. She softened whens he say it was an adult and not a child "Can I help you?" She asked cocking her hips to the side and putting her hands on them. "Yes madame. I am here to see after Jefenda Bryant. I am Professor Dumbledor." He explained to her. "Well Burn is upstairs on the fourth floor." She told him moving around him to go fetch someone for Ms. Jackson. "I don't understand. What is Burn?" He asked her before she walked into one of the rooms. "You must not be from round here." She chuckled she looked him up and down, and she figured that he really wasn't from Texas. "Burn is Jefenda. People call her that because anyone who messes with her gets burned." She told him as she walked away.