Author warning: This chapter contains a little :cough: how to but it, um, explicit material so i have warned you, don't blame me. If you dun wanna read it, dun! Tootles! enjoy...

For a whole three years, these kids grew up without any major hitches in plans. Then :cough: they got to the teenage years. Alice and Shini were very close by their third year, and both were good friends with Flint, who had joined the Quidditch team. Shini would have if they had let girls play. None of the three had really talked to Oliver Wood or Percy Weasley since first year because Slytherin hadn't had classes with Gryffindor for years; Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw had been their 'buddies' instead. Wood had also joined the Gryffindor Quidditch team and Percy (oh we all knew it was going to happen) had some of the best grades in Hogwarts history. Shini and Alice were really close to Liz and Viv since for two years in a row they had had classes together. So our story resumes at the summer before fourth year...

"Can you believe there's only one week 'til we have to go back to school?" Alice said, falling back on the long green grass that grew behind her house. The two had stayed at Shini's for the first half of the summer and were now at Alice's with her huge family land and their lake.

"Don't remind me!" Shini said, falling so that her head was close to Alice's. "It's not that I don't want to go back; it's just the summer is sooooo much fun!"

"Yeah. I know what you mean." Alice sighed.

"I'm only 14, and I think I love it more than I should." Shini said, after a long pause. She stretched her arms to the sky.

Alice laughed. "Let's go swimming later. It's a beautiful day. Okay?"

"Sure."

The two continued to talk. About two hours after the swimming idea it started to rain. Already soaking wet, they ran inside.

"Back in so soon!" Alice's mom asked.

"Yes, Mrs. Tearhood."

"Yeah, mum, if you failed to notice, the sky's shittin' cat and dogs out there."

Mrs. Tearhood laughed. "Let's get you two dried off." she said, nodding.

The girl's quickly dried and changed clothes. They had enough of magic in school and they agreed they wanted to live without it for at least a few weeks.

Alice's mom was sitting on their porch, drinking a large glass of iced tea. She offered the girls seats and they all started talking about school, summer, and everything in general.

The last week of summer floated by like a morning mist and it seemed like no time at all before it was a good month into school.

Alice and Shini had made a pact that they would make every single guy in school fall at their knees by seventh year (of course, this emphasizes that they didn't have boyfriends at this point), or at least however long it took. It didn't seem like them, but they decided the transition shouldn't be too quick. They would flirt first, then flaunt.

They bought a few extra uniforms and appropriately altered them (shorter skirts, lower cut shirts, etc.). They had placed them at the bottom of their trunks so they wouldn't be tempted to wear them sooner than planned.

(Alice's grades were starting to drop a bit, so Shini took up as a tutor for her. Her parents were happy; the girls were happy.) The flirting had just begun. First off, they had to be nice to everyone. Not too hard. It was working. It was actually working really well.

Slytherin had classes with Gryffindor. Flint almost always had a numbing scowl on his face. Of course, Carmon Rehee had to be in their classes because he was a Slytherin. That guy was the epitome of a Slytherin. He was ugly, mean, and Shini sure as hell didn't put up with him. Alice wasn't afraid of him, but she did rather hate talking to him or even looking at him. He came in the second year. No one cared why, but he had the grades to be in their classes; they hated that.

"Why couldn't he be a dumbass!" people would say. Unfortunately, no one had an answer.

Oh, but Carmon was about to get some of what he deserved. Of course, he had to do one more thing to see it happen.

One day, a Sunday with no classes (at least that's what we Muggles hope, right), Shini went to take a shower before dinner. She was just rinsing the citrus smelling shampoo out of her hair when she heard the door open and shut. She thought nothing of it, but as the soft, soapy lather ran from her hair to her eyes, she was suddenly flung to a dry wall and bound to two of the shower heads (by magic, of course).

"What the FUCK!" She tried to open her eyes but it hurt and stung so she stopped trying.

Someone laughed. Shini swung her head about, trying to shake herself free of the blindness and bounds. Someone shoved her hips against the wall, and she tried to kick them to get free, and for a moment, it worked, but then the hands held her still against the wall. The cold tile against her wet back made a sharp shiver go up her spine. The person held her hips for a second or so, and then Shini felt someone's tongue at her navel. It started to go all the way up her front. Shini gasped and cursed.

"Mother Fucker! Get off oo..."

Bruising lips smashed hers and opened. Shini was no doubt pissed off out of her mind. She spit straight into the bastard's mouth. He (which was obvious by now it was, in fact, a guy) fell with a smack onto the floor.

Shini heard the door open again. The guy stumbled and slipped for a moment, then clambered out the other entrance. Shini fell onto the floor with a thud, landing under her shower's stream of water.

"Ow..." she groaned. She opened her eyes to see Alice staring, her mouth gaping wide open.

"Christ Jesus, Shini." she screamed in astonishment. "What the hell happened?"

"Just help me off the floor!" Shini managed to spit out at her friend.

"Oh, right, I knew that." Alice helped Shini to her feet while she slipped against the water, then she found her footing. She grabbed her towel and put a holding spell on it. The towel suctioned itself to her body and Shini stormed out of the shower room. She marched right through the corridors just until, BAM! The Great Hall's doors smacked each of their opposing walls like a crack of thunder.

There stood the dripping wet Carwell in a towel and nothing else.

"ALRIGHT!" she belted, then, seeing Carmon standing above two others at the Slytherin table, she clogged her way over to him. His eyes went wide at her best death glare, then he smirked.

"Jackass" Shini muttered under her breath, still several yards away.

Carmon started to laugh. "Aren't we looking lovely?"

She stopped dead in front of him. She gave a ' hardy-har-har' forced laugh, paused, and punched him, her fist hitting him square in the face, right between the eyes. He fell backwards, unconsious.

"Ain't so fuckin' funny now, ai?" She waited. "Thought so."

She spit on his unmoving body. Spinning around on her heels, Shini stormed back out of the hall. She went to her dorm, changed, and came back down to dinner. Using an insta-dry spell, she walked in.

Heads turned and then hundreds of the students stood, clapping. She got whistles and cheers. She smiled, curtsied, and took a seat by Flint and Alice. Everyone sat and resumed the meal.

"Thanks for taking my things to the dorms." Shini whispered to Alice.

"No problem." she whispered back.

"Nice right hook, Carwell." Flint blurted to get Shini's attention, swinging his fist in front of him. Shini smiled.

"That was nothing." she shrugged.

"What did he do, anyway?"

Shini went white. Flint stared at her, waiting for an answer. "He..." she started. Should I tell him? Even Alice doesn't really know. "He called me a bitch," she ended up with, "and Shinira; he had to die."

"I'll remember not to call you either." Flint said, nodding.