Di & Nike's Flat

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Home to fellow Hogwarts graduates and best friends Diantha 'Di' Warlow and Nicole 'Nike' Lovette. Di works as a magical barrister-in-training, and Nike is in training to become an Auror. The flat is located in Dorset, England, since it was a bit cheaper than London. The two are both very busy, and when they are home, prefer to spend their time relaxing and reading, when not out with friends. The Floo address is 'Law House', courtesy of Nike, since both have careers that involve law.

 

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LOCATIONS

DI
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NIKE
- home -

 

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PETS

Di has a Great Grey Owl named Aneurin.

Nike has two cats, Bishop and Micah.

 

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What you got on tap, I'll take two of that-
I'm chasing a story I heard...
When I was here last, at the back of the class,
You pretended you never got lost.
You're at the back of the class, in the back of the bus,
Sitting out at the dance, so we're saying "no, thanks".

D I A N T H A
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W A R L O W
barrister-in-training │ former ravenclaw │ halfblood

Di had just gotten home from work and had just taken off her makeup when her sister's foul-tempered crow clattered through an open window in the kitchen. She wandered over to the bird and sighed in exasperation at the sight of the howler attached to its leg. Treva was fifteen; that was a bit old for practical pranks. Either way, she did let the crow have some of Aneurin's owl treats before sending it on its way. After casting a quick muffling charm, she warily opened the howler.

"YOU SELF-RIGHTEOUS HYPOCRITICAL b***h," her younger sister's voice screeched. "YOU KNEW WHAT MAM AND WNWCL EDRIC WERE DOING, DIDN'T YOU?" Without pausing, the message continued, "SO DON'T BOTHER COMING HOME TO VISIT THIS MONTH, BECAUSE NO ONE WANTS YOU HERE ANYMORE. HAVE FUN AND DIE ALONE, YOU COW. I HOPE YOU'RE PROUD OF YOURSELF."

The howler crumpled into ash, leaving a stunned Di and a dirty kitchen counter. In the distance, a crow cawed triumphantly.

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When they see you around, you look down at the ground-
But when they walk away you'd wish they'd stay.
Never never mind bleeding heart, bleeding heart.
You can't help but stare at everyone there...
It's you versus everyone else.
Your outfit's a crime, you feel their cold minds,
Placing you under arrest.