Lady Vanity

Emma Vanity. Seventh year Slytherin Prefect and chaser for the Slytherin quidditch team. The most important thing in life is desire. You can achieve anything you want, the world is yours for the taking. Nothing is impossible, all you need is to desire it.

[selincakkr]

[jamespotterthechaser-blog]

Blimey...

[jamespotterthechaser-blog]

*he blinks at her curiously, sighing* Well, actually, my dad just walked out. And my mum’s in a bad state over it. And it seems  that everyone is either really mad at me, or needs me for something that I can’t help with, and all I want to do is get through this year without my head exploding. And I … don’t know why I told you all that. 

[the-emmavanity]

[Her eyes widen in astonishment] Merlin, Potter, talk about a rough time. I don't really know what to say about your dad, but I think he made a shitty choice considering you're a half way decent guy. Have you talked to your mum about it? Maybe you should be there with her?  As for your friends, I doubt they're mad at you; they worship the ground you walk on. Go find that little one, Pettifloo or whatever his name is, he'll give you an ego boost.

It's good to get it all out though, isn't it. Do you feel better for being able to tell someone who's not emotionally invested in your problems? 

[amycusharrowed-blog]

@ Emma

[amycusharrowed-blog]

Well, you know, there’s this gorgeous girl in our class, about your height, exactly your height, looks completely likely you, she’s very distracting, do you have a twin you’re not telling me about? Crinus what? I’m going to assume you sneezed. Gesundheit.

Please help me, Em. Father’ll have me flayed if I fail. 

[the-emmavanity]

Definitely not, there's no one as good looking as me [she rolls her eyes] but flattery will get you everywhere. Okay, okay, I'll help. You won't fail I promise. Crinus Muto; it's the spell to change your appearance. Or at least your hair anyway. C'mon Am, work with me here, you must remember something? What about the conjuring spells? [She smiles in spite of herself] Where's your textbook?

[amycusharrowed-blog]

@ Emma

Please tell me you have any sodding idea what’s happening in Transfiguration. I stopped paying attention three weeks ago, and the test is tomorrow.

[the-emmavanity]

Merlin, Am! What've you been doing for three weeks? Please tell me you were at least paying attention when we covered advanced conjuring spells and Crinus Muto because you can bet your buttons those are going to come up in the theory and the practical test.

[the-emmavanity]

It's a bit late, isn't it

[hestiacalliopejones]

I thought about doing that, but Madam Pomfrey said it was considered “cruel and unusual punishment”. Whatever that means.

-laughs- Oh, Merlin. You guys are going to be the death of me!

[the-emmavanity]

[She scoffs] Cruel and unusual? It's no more unusual than poking the Whomping Willow and expecting it to let you get by without beating you to a pulp. But I like that you'd already thought about it, you're full of surprises Vance.

What can I say, we live by the philosophy "go big because we can't go home"

[jamespotterthechaser-blog]

Blimey...

[jamespotterthechaser-blog]

*he narrows his eyes at her, but talks anyway* I just needed a break. Lot of pressure. Lots to deal with. 

[the-emmavanity]

[She can tell her doesn't trust her, but she keeps talking anyway] Pressure? From who? You're James Potter, what could you possibly have to deal with that's so bad you need to get spannered to forget about it?

[the-emmavanity]

It's a bit late, isn't it

[the-emmavanity]

benjyfriendwick:

Oh… Right. Alecto. Yeah she’s, er… Yeah. That would make things less…. Yeah. That’s more than fair. Amycus can be a confusing bloke sometimes. But he did invite you over and all so there’s that. Wish you luck with that, I hope it works out for you. Oh it’s really not a problem, I don’t mind doing it. I don’t get to see them enough during the year as it is. They’re lovely, lots of energy though. My brother’s seven and my sister’s eleven. 

It'll make things more uncomfortable than a night in Azkaban, I can tell you that right now. [She bites her lip] He's not confusing so much as indecisive. I never know whether he's coming or going these days. But you're right, he did ask me to stay so that's got to count for something. Oh that's so sweet! I can picture you as cool big brother Benjy [she laughs]

[jamespotterthechaser-blog]

Blimey...

[jamespotterthechaser-blog]

So what you’re basically saying is, no one wants you around. What a surprise. 

[the-emmavanity]

[She flinches, then shrugs off his words] Well, when you put it like that, yeah. Anyway, don't change the subject. Why were you getting smashed on a school night?

[the-emmavanity]

It's a bit late, isn't it

[benjyfriendwick-blog]

Oh, really? That’ll be… Er, good, yeah? So things are going well with Amycus and all? You can do that? I thought they didn’t let anyone stay here not during the year. Nah, I’ll just be heading back to Manchester, keeping an eye on my brother and sister and all that. It’s a lot easier on my mum when I’m home. 

[the-emmavanity]

Good? [She raises an eyebrow] Aleco hates me, so good probably isn't the word I'd use, but still, I'm looking forward to it. [She considers his question for a moment] I think so, I mean I'm confused as to what we are, but that aside we've been spending a lot of time together and we... [she breaks off, all too conscious of what she was about to say] Well, they don't as far as I know, but I was going to ask if maybe they'd make an exception. Merlin, that's a lot of responsibility for you then. What are they like? Your brother and sister I mean? How old are they?

[the-emmavanity]

It's a bit late, isn't it

[hestiacalliopejones]

I know! These kids are so damned stupid! The blood and guts I can handle, it’s the stupidity I cannot.

Madam Pomfrey actually wants me near or on the field just in case.

[the-emmavanity]

I'd make them heal the muggle way because it's more painful, that'd teach them not to piss around with murderous trees. 

Oh good, you'll come in handy then because my team have some new manoeuvres they want to try out and I'll need someone to pick the other lot up off the floor.

[jamespotterthechaser-blog]

Blimey...

[jamespotterthechaser-blog]

And here’s little old you being where you’re not wanted. 

[the-emmavanity]

Ooh, touchy, aren't we? Potter, if I had a galleon for every time someone said that to me, I'd be richer than I already am. And, lets be honest, when has that ever stopped me?

[the-emmavanity]

@Rita

[the-emmavanity]

queen-bee-rita:

-she falls into step with Emma, holding her head high as if she hasn’t just spent the whole night in a classroom- Seems you know me awfully well, Em. A good girl never kisses and tells, although I’m not exactly good. Surprisingly, I was back for seconds. Rodolphus Lestrange is an exquisite shag if I do say so myself. Although do me a favor and never repeat that, would you? 

Oh, darling. It’s never a bad thing to be covered in man. You just make sure they’re covered in you more. That way they know their place. 

We've been friends for six years, I bloody well should know you by now. Good; now thats a word I've never heard used in conjunction with your name before. Mmm, I've heard that, he's got himself a reputation [she smirks] though he definitely seems more your type than mine. Pfft, you're the gossip columnist, not me. I don't do rumours anymore.

[She considers your words] Speaking of being covered in men, I wanted to ask you something.

[the-emmavanity]

It's a bit late, isn't it

[benjyfriendwick-blog]

Oh I’ll bet. Really? Where’re you going to be going, if you don’t mind me asking, of course. 

[the-emmavanity]

[She shrugs] You can ask whatever you like, doesn't bother me. Well, the Carrow's invited me to spend some time with them... but I don't know if... well, I don't know how long that invitation will extend for

, so I'll probably be coming back here early. What about you? Any Exciting plans for the summer?

[the-emmavanity]

@Rita

[queen-bee-rita]

-After having a tiring but incredibly hot night with Rodolphus, Rita had packed up her papers and made the boy exit a few minutes before her, just to prevent any prying eyes from getting a little too suspicious. As she creeps out of the classroom, Rita spies a familiar face and gives her a knowing smirk- Emma, darling. Seems we’re both a bit dirty, hm?

[the-emmavanity]

[A knowing smile creeps across her face and she strides over to her best friend] Rita Skeeter, if I didn't know you any better I'd say you were doing something decidedly naughty in that classroom just a minute ago. Oh wait, I do know you better and you definitely were. So, who's the lucky guy then? [They set off down the corridor, falling into step together] Speak for yourself, I'm covered in muck, you're covered in man. That's even worse.

[the-emmavanity]

@Rita

[Runs back from the Quidditch pitch and ducks back into the main hall to get out of the pouring rain, carrying her sodden broom and leaving a trail of mud behind her. She stops when she reaches the grand staircase, pushing her soaked hair back off her forehead, showering raindrops everywhere. She weaves her way through the corridors quietly, just about to head down to the Dungeons when she notices a classroom door creeping open and a flaxen haired female sneaking out. She stops in her tracks, waiting to see who it is]

[the-emmavanity]

It's a bit late, isn't it

[hestiacalliopejones]

Yeah, but I wouldn’t call it charitable. I want to be a healer. And if that means I have to put up with a little first year throwing up blood on me because he was stupid enough to challenge the Whomping Willow, so be it. Even though I had to take three baths to get it all out of my skin and hair, so be it.

[the-emmavanity]

Wait... A first year challenged the Whomping Willow? Again? They never learn [she smiles hesitantly] That sounds like a bit of a mundane job, but hey, someone's got to do it and if you're into blood and guts and all that, then better you than me. [She smirks] If you're working in the hospital wing on Sunday you'll have yourself a busy day.

[the-emmavanity]

It's a bit late, isn't it

[benjyfriendwick-blog]

[smiles and sits down across from her] Oh thank you, that’s quite sweet of you. [takes one] So what are you working on?

[the-emmavanity]

[She laughs] That's me, sweet as pie. [She grabs one herself and breaks it apart with her fingers] I was writing a letter home. I haven't seen my parents in a long time, and I won't be going home next holidays either, so I thought I'd better write and let them know I'm still breathing.