CHAPTER THREE:

A Swim At Midnight And Other Drunken Shenanigans

(AUTHORS NOTES: For those curious, my OC's adventures at Hogwarts and giving Snape a daughter, and a life, a reason to smile, are mostly what the story is about.. She will eventually be paired with a canon and interact with more than just Luna, her best friend. I'm trying to stay as true to the series as I can while also inserting a little fuckery at random here and there, to make people laugh and smile. If you don't like those kinds of story, you won't like it. You were warned on my bio, I am a fangirl, so this is stuff I'd probably try and do if the stories actually existed. -le sigh- The three OTHER ORIGINAL CHARACTERS are mostly so my oc's not going off alone all the time.. They're based on 3 old friends of mine from high school. They won't be paired. Just minor players.. It's sort of like a story within a story, if that makes sense?

Did I mention that this story is over 5 years old? I started writing it when I was probably 14, so yeah.. if it seems a bit immature, it's because I found nearly all of it on an old flashdrive and decided what the hell, I'll upload it, see if anyone thinks it's funny or anything... Again I stress this.. IT IS AU. THINGS WILL CHANGE, THOUGH NOT TOO MUCH. ORIGINAL CHARACTER SHENANIGANS.. BE WARNED. NO FLAMES PLEASE? )

"Come on, Charmie.. We're all going down. Especially now that that fat arse Umbridge said we couldn't go out after 9." her friends pouted as she held up a finger, digging through her bags, tossing t shirts, high heels, lingerie, magazines, chewing gum packs, everything in the bag BUT her swim suit apparently, out into the floor. She mumbled a quick spell and waved her wand, tidying the room, nodding in approval as she ran to her closet and stepped in, changing, calling out in a sing song voice, "The bottle, my loves.. It's in my drawer. Under my undies and that half eaten bag of marshmellows."

One of her dorm roommates grabbed the bottle, slipping it underneath the dark hooded cloak that the girls all donned when they did things like this at night. And yes, it was fairly often.. They were good at stealth, the four, five when Luna had occasion to make the trip down with them, started this somewhere along their 3rd year and Luna's first, when they stopped a bunch of older Slytherins for teasing her about her voice and her odd and bright clothing.

"I heard we're not going to be the only ones sneaking round the castle tonight.. Some big ongoing game of Truth or Dare.. Mostly Gryffies." Mary Beth stated grimly as Charmaine stepped from the closet, did a few turns as her friends groaned at her then gasping asked, "Bloody hell.. You've gone off, gotten another of those little Muggle body paintings, have you?"

"Mhmm.. This one is an anchor." she stated as she donned her heavy black robe and pulled the hood over her dark hair, grinning mischeviously from beneath. "Let's just hope head boy and head girl don't find us, shall we?"

"Let's go already.. I want to swim." Rosa whined as the giggling group assembled in the hallway, hoods drawn over their faces for the most part.

"Watch it."

"Hey, that was my foot you arse!"

"Really, Charmaine, you're not wearing anything but the robe and the swimsuit? No shoes? What about insects and.. Ewww.."

"Will you shut it, for Merlin's sakes! We're all going to get bloody caught, tossed right out of here on our arses." Mary Beth hissed as she turned back and raised the wand she held in her hand, the tip of it illuminating the darkened hallway.

"Yes mum." the other girls chorused in unison as they leaned on one another, laughing.. Nothing like the thrill of being bad, the risk of being caught to make a group of girls, all best friends, all very different personality wise turn to a bunch of giggling idiots, naturally.

"Now you're all being prats." Mary Beth pouted as she looked at her friends and palmed her face as she looked at them. These are the memories they'd all take with them when they left Hogwarts, with any hope.

"Am not."

"Bloody hell, this floor is so cold." Charmaine said in a whine as she turned a corner, smacked straight into the Weasley twins who lit their wands tips and commanded, "Show yourselves."

The girls lowered their hoods and with a smirk Charmaine said calmly, "We're on a mission boys."

"Oh really?"

"Mhmm.. Tonight, drunken shenanigans for everyone!" Josie stated as she struggled with the robe that was too long for her.

"Charms.. Switch robes with me. Yours is supposed to be mine."

"Is not, and I can't.."

"Why the blue hell not?" Josie whined as Fred and George surveyed the small group of giggling Hufflepuffs and their peculiar bottle of clear liquid with raised brows, amused smirks.

"Because, Josie.. I'm only in my swimsuit." Charmaine hissed as Josie pleaded with her eyes and the twins smirking both joked, "Don't let the likes of us bloody stop you."

She glared for a second as she smirked and then shook her head, a rare shy moment as she ducked behind a potted plant, then threw the heavy hooded robe at Josie's head, catching the other robe, stepping back out again.

"You all do realize that Filch is wandering the castle, right?"

"Mhmm.. But boys? We're girls.. We can handle the likes of him." Charmaine mumbled as she looked at George a few moments, then shook herself from the daze. She'd be lying if she said she didn't find the year older male a little bit attractive.. But she was quite certain that he was into prettier girls, better girls than a nothing trash Muggle like her.

"Charmie, tell your lover boy goodbye.. We're gonna get caught if we stand too long." Mary Beth hissed as she grabbed her friend's hand, pulling her between the ginger twins, and down the hallway with the other girls.

"Brother, I'm getting the distinct feeling that the lot of them do things like this a lot."

"As am I, Gred."

"So, you and the ickle 6th year.."

"Gred?"

"Yeah, brother?"

"Shut it." George said as his brother elbowed him, wiggling his brows suggestively. "We barely know the girl. Besides, she seems just a little barmy."

"Excuses, brother, all excuses."

The girls made their way clumsily and truth be told rather noisily down the hallway and out onto the lawns, once outside, spilling down onto the grass rather chaotically, robes dropping as they held hands and ran towards the Black Lake, dove in.

"Fuck me Merlin! Mother of Zeus! This is cold.. Bloody hell, my tits are frozen." Charmaine yelped as her friends also yelped similar sentiments, splashing at each other. Suffice to say, the novelty of an early October swim didn't last long, and soon the girls lie on their backs on the grass, watching the stars, sipping from the tall bottle being passed around.

"Snog,Fuck,Marry... Charmaine.. George Weasley, Theodore Nott and... Neville Longbottom."

"Bloody Hell.. Don't I get a kill option?"

"No, it's Snog Fuck Marry."

"Fine.. Snog Theodore Nott.. Fuck George Weasley.. Marry Neville Longbottom."

"Why?" Josie gasped, gaping at her friend.

"Exactly what I wanna know." Mary Beth muttered as Rosa gestured her hands and asked, "Well? Your reasons, ma'am?"

"I went to St. Mungos once and I watched Neville with his parents.. You know their.. Well, he was just so sweet... Besides, there's that lingering thing there from when we were on the train our 3rd year and he was in his second.. He's adorably sweet, you know.. What?" she asked, shotgunning the bottle sitting in her lap nervously.

"not that I'll ever marry." she muttered as the girls talked a little more after that, before standing, tiptoeing back into the building. They'd all gotten a good bit tipsier than the norm by this time, naturally, and she'd been just about to turn and go to a bathroom, when she turned a corner, and again, she found herself falling down on top of one Neville Longbottom.

"Are you wet?" he asked as she licked her lips and stared at him a moment, the words from the question asked earlier in the night distracting her a bit. He snapped his fingers in her face and asked again as she said "Mhmm.. I k-kind went for a swim, sir."

"And you've been drinking." he grumbled a little as he said in concern, "Filch is out.."

"Awww..."

"What?"

"It's cute the way you worry about me, Nevvie." the curvy Hufflepuff muttered as he groaned and stood, pulling her up with him, looking down at her.. he couldn't help but laugh, the way the robe dwarfed her, her feet only visible. "What are you doing out of bed?"

"Left something lying around." he muttered quickly, hiding his true purpose for having been up in the first place, something he and Harry and Ron were up to, trying to find a place within the castle to hold DADA classes where they would learn proper technique, and with their wands at that. not just those stupid watered down books.

"Oh.. Well, I, ermm.. Good n-night." she said as she lurched forward a little, he caught her, his eyes fixing on her arm as he held it in her hand, the old cuts and scars, bruises and burns on it making him draw a gasp.

"What the bloody hell happened there?"

Her eyes flashed a moment and she bit her lip, shuffled her feet and said "I have to go now." taking her arm away quickly, catching up to her waiting friends, leaving him standing there, his hand in his hair, brow raised in curiousity. And for the second time in the course of about 4 weeks now, he got the distinct feeling she'd been flirting with him, yet again..