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A/N According to more than one website, Adam was a warlock in "Bewitched" and a mortal in "Tabitha". For this fanfic, he's a mortal. It just works better that way. And all due respect to anyone who disagrees.

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Two wizards sat in the tavern in serious, earnest conversation, when the attention of the whole place was diverted by the entrance of two very noisy young witches. Actually, only one witch was noisy, and it was obvious she was far gone in drink. The other witch was sober and trying her best to keep her friend out of trouble. The witches were dressed in muggle fashion, and looked like they had been partying all night. After being seated, the sober witch spoke a few words to the waiter, and a carafe of hot coffee appeared on the table in front of them along with two mugs.

The older wizard said to the younger one, "Is that Mrs. Thurston? Yes, I think it is. But, who's the intoxicated young witch with her?"

Snape looked over at the women. "My guess is her friend is the bride in the wedding we're going to tomorrow. Actually, later today." He groaned inwardly. He'd had an extremely disturbing visit from Narcissa Malfoy and Bellatrix Lestrange earlier that evening and Tabitha was the last person he wanted to see right now. He vaguely remembered her saying something about a bachelorette party, but he didn't think they would be partying here.

But there sat Dumbledore, waving the women over to their table. Just great.

After making some sloppy introductions, they sat down at their table. The bride, Nina, was babbling happily.

"So, you guys gonna buy us a drink?"

Tabitha looked at her sternly, " You've had enough. Drink your coffee."

Nina turned to Dumbledore, "I'm getting married tomorrow, or today or something. Whatever. Anyhow, Tabitha was just giving me some marital advice. I think. I wasn't really paying attention. But she should know. Did you ever see her husband Paul? He was mucho caliente."

"Nina, please," Tabitha turned to Snape in distraction, a little embarrassed. "You can see I could hardly take her home in this condition. Her parents would kill me. I'm trying to sober her up." She looked back at Nina, who was chattering to Dumbledore who seemed like a rapt audience despite the fact he was trying to keep a straight face. An idea occurred to Tabitha.

"Severus, you know all about Potions..."

"Oh, come on," he said, warily.

At that point, Tabitha heard Nina giggle. "I'm really not so very drunk, you know. You should have seen Tabitha at her bachelorette party. She danced on the bar while pounding back Sambuca shots and singing 'Pour Some Sugar On Me.'"

Tabitha put her head in her hand, blushing, and repeated her request to Snape, "Please, please, you must know something to sober her up fast, please."

"I really don't want..."

Nina chirped up again, "I have pictures!" Tabitha could hear Dumbledore chuckle.

"Please, she won't be able to stand at her wedding in," Tabitha glanced at her watch, "12 hours." He was shaking his head as she continued. If you don't say 'yes', I'll be forced to use puppy dog eyes on you. Please, please."

Snape sighed in exasperation. So much for going home to brood. Tabitha just wouldn't allow it. She was fully prepared to use whatever female wiles she had to get her own way. "Fine, you win. Bring your inebriated little friend along. We'll have to go back to Hogwarts for the supplies. That okay, Professor?"

"Absolutely, Severus." Dumbledore was still trying not to laugh at Snape's predicament.

Snape took them to a part of Hogwarts Tabitha had never been in before. She wished she could see it in the daytime because it looked like a wonderful place to prowl in and explore. As it was, she was holding up swaying Nina with one arm around her shoulder as Snape rooted around his storeroom looking for the anti-alcohol ingredients he needed.

"Best place to do this is in the bathroom. Walk this way," he said.

Once in the prefects' bathroom, Snape mixed the potion while Tabitha hunted for towels and washcloths, toothbrush and toothpaste.

"Drag that stool over here and have her sit down on it."

Tabitha did as he asked.

"This remedy is almost worse than the disease. She will have her entire hangover in five minutes and she'll suffer every second of it. It will work fast." He handed the little cup to Nina. "Drink it down, quickly."

In a very short time the potion started working. She turned a ghastly shade of green, leaned over the toilet and was violently sick. Tabitha acted quickly to hold back her hair.

"I'll handle it from here," Tabitha said, glancing over her shoulder. "Wait in the hall for me?" Snape looked relieved to be dismissed as he regarded the two young women.