Remus Lupin was drunk. This was perhaps the only reason he hadn't killed Professor Snape. The potions teacher sat beside him, well on his way to Lupin's state of inebriation. Niether man liked the other. But right now both were at a point in which niether cared.

After a few more drinks, during which Snape matched Lupin's alchohol intake and nearly doubled it, they decided to talk. Under normal circumstances Lupin would be mentally cackling at rememberences of past tricks played on Snape by the Mauraders. As it was, Lupin had lost the ability to control both his toungue and not find things humorous. So Snape learned that siad partner was responsible for the majority of the tricks. Being as drunk as the lycanthrope was, he too found this very amusing. Lupin learned of all of Snape's rather ingenious ricks done on all of them.

A few more drinks later, the two decided to become the three Amigos!

Lupin, drunk, took a few minutes to realize that-

"Hey Snape, how can we be the three Amogians-"

"Amigos" Snape corrected

"Whatever, when there are only-" he did a head count "-two of us?"

Snape paused to think of a suitable thrid terror wrecker. "Potter!"

Ginny brushed back her scarlet hair and looked around. Glad that there was no one there, she stepped out of the portrait hole and came face to face with two very drunk, grinning professors.

"Um," she began but professor Snape quieted her.

"Silence, Potter, we need your help."

For a moment Ginny stared at them. What the Hell? she thought. Do they think I'm Harry?

Apparently they did. Snape went off on a tirade about how they were to be the Three Musketeers or something and they need her (Well Harry's really) help. Ginny realized she could get into all sorts of trouble if she went with them. She might even get expelled.

Then she thought about Ron, always telling her it was too dangerous, she needed to stay behind. He had eased up a little when everyone found out about Riddle. Then he had spent the entire summer and most of the past few years, glaring at any boy but Neville who dared look at her.

Ginny looked up at her two grinning professors and said. "What do you need me to do?"

Apparently niether in thier inebriated state, had thought past getting her help. As the two professors conversed, Ginny began to hum the song Yo, Ho! A pirate's Life for Me! She'd been on her way to visit Luna Lovegood, who was an avid Disney fan and had lent her the sound track to Pirates of the Carribean.

Ginny broke off in the thrid verse when she noticed both teachers were looking as though they had just had gotten the best idea in the world.

"Harry," Lupin began (They still think she's Harry remember?) "Do tell us how the lyrics to that song go."

Ginny opened her mouth but suddenly stopped. The song was basically a list of bad things to do.

"Um, No, I don't think I should."

Both men looked crestfallen. "Why not?" Snape whined. Up until that moment Ginny had been running on pure bravado. Snape was an evil Death Eater who delighted in taking points from Gryffindor. Ginny was a prefect and even though she was such, Snape still intimidated her. But Snape, Severus Snape, terror of all classes and evil extrodinare, had just whined. Like some little kid.

"Well," Ginny drew herself up to her full hieght, a little taller than both men. Niether remembered that Harry was shorter than all of them. "I am a prefect. As a prefect I can't allow such behavior." Luckily again they forgot that Harry wasn't a prefect.

"Please?" Snape whined again in a wheedling tone.

Ginny sighed.

"Fine."

In truth she reveled in the chance to get an adventure.

"Great!" Lupin said, rubbing his hands together. "What's the first verse?"

"Yo Ho yo ho a pirate's life for me

We pillage we plunder we rifle and loot

drink up me heaties yo ho

We kidnap and ravage and don't give a hoot

drink up me hearties yo ho"

"Perfect," Snape said rubbing his hands togther in child like glee. "What does Pillage mean?"