Down and Dirty, yet again *open*

[lily]

Ariana trudged into the Three Broomsticks. She had taken up three jobs in the mortal world. A shop clerk, a waitress and a Karate teacher for younger students. It had been a dang long time since she had had real food. Her hair had grown down to her but and was permanantly living in a braid. She hadn't showered in two weeks, she had lost a place to live. It was horrible that she couldn't use magic. They could track her down at any time if she did.
Ariana stifled back tears. She wouldn't let anyone here see her cry. Her fifteenth birthday was coming up soon if she wasn't mistaken about the date. Ariana walked toward the bar. What really sucked was she hadn't been paying attention during those "talks" with her mother and had hardly no idea what to do when she officially had become a "woman" last night. Her jeans were torn, dull and dusty. Her shirt to small and tight and she had been going barefoot. She collapsed into a seat at the bar.
"What can I get you?" A bartender a few years older than her asked.
"Firewhisky" Ariana sighed and leaned back. He nodded without a question and slid a foaming mug down the bar. "Thanks" She nodded and took a long sip. Ahh, how good it felt to get some of that sweet whisky in her system again. She quickly drained it and the man had another waiting for her. She nodded drunkenly as a thank you and drained it.
After five firewhisky's, Ariana couldn't sit up straight. She slumped forward onto the bar, listening to the people begin to leave at closing time. Only a few people were left. She groaned as the loud chime of the bell announcing that someone had entered rattled around in her head. Footsteps came up behind her, then a gasp.
"ARIANA DALIAH POTTER!" Someone shouted in horror behind her. She spun around, unable to focus her vision.
"yeah?" She asked drunkenly. When they spoke again, she recognized the voice as the voice of...

[calcetines]

None other than her older sister, Angel. She had never looked so scared in her life. Sure, working at the Three Broomsticks, she had seen several people get so drunk they couldn't sit upright, but this was her sister! Her baby sister. "Not again!" Angel groaned. "I thought you were over this! And where in the name of hell have you been?" Now that she thought about it, it had been a very long time since she had seen Arianna.

[lily]

"Muggle world" She responded, not feeling any emotion. That was her goal of getting drunk. "And I-" She groaned as the room started spinning. She leaned against the bar for balance. "And I was over it. One time-" She groaned again as her head seared. "does not make me a drunkee!" She closed her eyes, trying to make the pain go away. It was too much. The cramps and bloating, the hunger and now the being drunk. She resisted the urge to scream at the cramps in her lower stomach.

[calcetines]

Angel bit her lip, then half dragged, half carried Ariana to the staff room. Like the Room of Requirement, it suited itself to the employee's needs. Now it was a dimly lit room with a bed, a bucket beside it. Angel forced Ariana onto the bed, almost crying. Her sister had really let herself go. "Get some sleep, I have to go close up." Angel said, then left the room. The place was already locked up for the night, Angel just didn't want her sister to see her cry.

[lily]

Ariana groaned and threw her head into the pocket. She had forgotten about how bad the afteraffects felt, or maybe it just hurt more because of her period and headache. Ariana groaned again, her stomach heaving. Even the littlest amount of light burned the living daylights out of her.

[calcetines]

In the meantime, Angel sat atop the bar, allowing her tears to fall freely. Incredulously, Angel felt that what Ariana had done was her fault. For not being the example, not being there. She took a moment to collect herself, dried her eyes and went back to the break room, being extremely quiet, so she wouldn't awaken Ariana if she had fallen asleep.

[lily]

Ariana hadn't fallen asleep, but she was resting. It was hard to concentrate and think straight. She listened to her sister enter, every small noise resounding loudly in her head. She resisted the urge to scream in pain. God, was she stupid.

[calcetines]

Angel slid three books off a small shelf in the corner and transfigured them. The first became a blanket, the second a pillow and the third a bucket. She handed the bucket to Ariana, in case she had to throw up. "Ari, I'll be asleep on the bar, wake me up if you need me." Angel whispered, then turned off the lights as she left.

[lily]

Ariana rolled over and closed her eyes, trying to sleep. Everything hurt so bad she could hardly sit still. She clenched her eyes shut and clutched the pillow, wanting to tear it out. When she finally fell asleep, her dreams were haunted with her boyfriend hitting her and shoving her around.

[calcetines]

Angel curled up in a ball on the hard surface of the wood bar, the pillow under her head, the blanket thrown over her. She was crying again, this was all her fault. Tomorrow, she would give Ariana a well-needed haircut, allow her to clean up, fix her clothes with a few spells. She fell asleep, dreams full of things of sorrow...

[lily]

Ariana woke up and glanced at her watch. Five in the morning. She sighed, trying to keep from rapid movement that might upset her stomach. She stretched, ignoring the pain of the bruises all over her from her boyfriend. She sat up slowly and climbed out of the bed. She walked slowly, still in pain from her hangover, out to the Three Broomsticks. She moved quietly so not to wake her sister.

[calcetines]

Angel was out, no longer curled in a ball on the hard wood surface, but sprawled out, the blanket pulled over her head, feet with shoes still on sticking out at the end. She winced slightly in her sleep when Ariana walked by, but didn't awaken. She needed the rest badly.

[lily]

When Angel didn't wake, the thought of running away right now crossed her mind. But what good would that do? She sighed and began to raid the fridge in the kitchen for real food. She hadn't had any in a month. When she had as much food as she could carry she sat in a table and began stuffing her face.

[calcetines]

Angel awoke, feeling very stiff. That was the last time she would sleep there. She giggled when she saw Ariana. "Found the food, huh?" she said, hoping off the bar and joining her sister at the table. "Do you want a haircut?" Angel asked, noticing how long Ariana's hair was.

[lily]

Ariana pulled her hair out from beneath her. "Maybe just a little, it hurts to sit on it" She said, her mouth stuffed with something she didn't know. She wasn't paying attention to what she was eating, it tasted so good.