LUAU MAIN THREAD

[lily]

Lily smirked as Frankie left and Erinn commented about trying to keep her clothes on. "That goes for you too Frankie!" Lily called after her with a small laugh. She smirked at Erinn. She looked over at Ellie and Julian at the bar. She then glanced at Felix. "Hey Erinn, you think Felix is going to figure out Ellie and Julian?" Lily asked curiously. The last thing they needed at a beach party like this was drama to ruin the fun good times they would have. But Felix probably wouldn't figure it out. He would be too distracted by all the girls in bikini's like Erinn's sister. She had to give a small smile at that. Erinn's sister and Ellie's brother, that was quite funny. Well it was too Lily at the moment.

Lily sat their awkwardly as Erinn talked to Nika. "Um... I am heading up to get another drink. Do you want anything?" Lily asked her friend deciding to play waitress. Lily was in need of getting drunk. She knew Erinn would want something.

[francesca victoria thomas]

Frankie hadn't been in the water more than two minutes before she was joined by someone else. She didn't have to look to see who that person was when they spoke. A smile fell across her lips when Felix's voice met her ears and it grew when he complimented her. He'd only been here two seconds and he was already flirting. Typical Felix.

Flirting must have been his default setting because it's all he seemed to do when he came across anything with breasts. Frankie didn't mind so much though because she, like pretty much the entire female population of Hogwarts, had a crush on him. Though she liked to think she hid it well. Frankie refused to be one of those girls. The ones who were constantly throwing themselves at him. Sure he's a fittie but eesh, some of those girls are like dogs in heat when the Quidditch captain is around.

Besides she doubted Felix needed another girl fanning his ever expanding ego, she was sure it'd pop sooner or later. Still today was a good day and she was feeling pretty damn good about herself so she didn't think that doing a little flirting back would be so bad. "You don't look too bad yourself, Wood." Frankie turned her head to the side and gave him a smile, before she shifted and dipped her head under the water. She arose a second later, taking a deep breath and brushed her hands back over her long dark hair.

"I've not seen you around lately." She commented casually and began to circle the blonde slowly, twisting from her front to her back every now and then.
"What have you been upto?" she was on her back again now, "Besides making nice with the girls of hogwarts," she grinned here to show that she didn't mean any harm in taking a dig at his flirty nature.

[megan lynn aldridge]

Even though the stupid luau was being thrown by small Gryffindors and would likely be a bunch of the Gryffie's hanging about, Megan was still going. She wasn't planning on going to class anyways and there was an open bar, so why the hell not? Besides, she looked hella sexy in her bikini, so she wasn't about to pass up the opportunity to look hot, even if it was just the Gryffindors. However, that didn't mean that she was going to just show up and be friendly and grateful towards the host and other guests. No, if that was going to happen, she damn well knew that she'd have to already be drunk before showing up. Which, considering that was her usual state of mind, didn't bother her in the slightest.

Having spent the majority of the week in France, that was where she was the morning that the party was set to be. The all-night party she'd thrown the night before had been quite the rage and she was still quite intoxicated come morning. Not quite enough to stomach the group of Gryffindors just yet, but she was well on her way to a happy place. Rolling out of her bed and ruffling her hair a bit to give it the sexy, slightly messy look that she was prone to keeping, Megan left from her bedroom. The man that had been in bed with her last night was still there, which was fine by her. He looked pretty damn hot, so that must have been a win. She weaved around the people that had decided to stay over, or well, more like had passed out and had yet to leave, making her way to her liquor cabinet. Grabbing a bottle of tequila to bring along with her, Megan kicked it shut with a satisfied grin.

"Flowerpooot," she yelled out, calling her houseelf to her. It's name was not, in fact, Flowerpot, but it wasn't like it mattered to Megan. She tended to call the poor thing a different name each time, so it had more or less gotten used to it. "Clean this shit up, I'm leaving," she grumbled at it when it came into vision. The houseelf nodded and scrambled off to get started with the daily house cleanup routine. No doubt, Megan would be back there later that evening for another round of action, so the house had to be quickly prepared once again. Taking another swig from her bottle of tequila, Megan's face scrunched up a tad as it slid down her throat. A good feeling, in most ways, but the burn was still present.

She padded about the house for a bit longer, until she had finished enough of the tequila that she felt like the luau would be tolerable. At that point, she apparated from her house, straight to the beach. It wasn't a bad setup. Not, of course, as awesome as she would have done, but it was passable. Glancing about, she saw the group of small ones, which she was apt to avoid, but also hotties down by the water. In her current state of hazy drunkenness, she couldn't say who the hell it was down there, but at the same time she didn't really care. They were both hot and they were definitely older than the small ones, so they won that decision without a doubt.

Tossing her coverup to the side to reveal her silver, sparkling bikini, Megan walked off over towards the water. "Heey, hotties, how's it goingg?" she asked, in quite the friendly mood. Megan was definitely a friendly drunk. She was usually oblivious to who she was talking to and generally couldn't have cared less who it was, making her almost easy to get along with at such times. Of course, she was still quite volatile when drunk and could easily be turned into her typical, raging bitch self, but her normal drunk setting was happy and flirtatious. Which, given the two people in front of her, was something that she would have no problem with. Perhaps today wouldn't be so bad after all.

teh outfitz

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[dean christopher cattermole]

DC knew he was going to be in major trouble with Erinn, especially because he promised his cousin that he'd be there at a reasonable time. But he wanted to finish any last minute homework before the party, knowing perfectly well that he would be incapable of doing it when he got back. Dean Christopher tended to go into bad boy mode at parties, feeling a sense of freedom that he wasn't able to obtain at school. And of course, he absolutely loved his cousin for planning this, knowing that it was going to be a kick ass party.

He used floo powder to get himself to the beach, as it was much faster than flying. In this way, he hoped that Erinn didn't notice his absence. But when he arrived at the luau, he noticed that she didn't care. He went to the bar, anything less than opened would be unacceptable from Erinn, and grabbed himself a butterbeer before walking up to his cousin. He saw that she was conversing with Nika, but family rules over anyone else. Hey pigface! Great party. He gave her one of his lopsided grins, to show that he was sincere, even though he knew perfectly well that she hated his nickname for her.

DC saw that Erinn was surrounded by all of her girlfriends, and didn't want to impose anymore. Catch you later oinkers! He looked around the beach, not catching anyone that he wanted to talk to at the moment. And of course Ly was tucked in his room, reading a book that he couldn't pull away from. DC peeled off his shirt, tossing it to the side, and sat down in the sand. Every so often, taking sips of his drink, Dean Christopher simply enjoyed taking up the sun's rays, and feeling the vibe of the party atmosphere around him.

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[erinn lacey thomas]

To be quite honest, the fact that Nika had now shown up at the party more or less distracted Erinn to the point where she had kind of forgotten that Lily was even there. As much as she hated to admit it, she found herself completely absorbed with what Nika was saying. However, when Lily spoke again, her attention shifted back to the girl and she nodded a bit in response. "Uh, yeah, sure...drinks good," she nodded briefly, though she certainly wasn't paying all too much attention to her friend. Perhaps later, if Lily even noticed, she could just pretend like it was all based in some sort of worry about the fact that Nika might be there to mess things up and so Erinn obviously had to pay extra attention to her to ensure that she wasn't screwing up her party. Yeah, that would work.

Her attention was vaguely distracted by the fact that Megan was there and apparently talking like she was bffl's with Frankie now, which was weird as hell, but whatever. She was probably drunk. Erinn did, however, pay attention when DC came up upon the party, calling her by the one nickname that she had come to despise. Pigface. The stupid nickname didn't even make sense and yet, he refused to change it, forcing Erinn to deal with it. Since he was family, she was generally able to deal with it, but with Nika right there listening in, that was the last thing that she wanted right now. A frown appeared on her face and she hopped up from where she was sitting when Dean turned to leave. Obviously, she couldn't just let him get away with it that easily.

Sprinting off after him, especially since he left with another nickname...oinkers. No. This just wouldn't do. Pouncing on Dean as he went to sit down, Erinn dragged him back up with a slight scowl on her face. "Jerkface. I know you're not smart enough to realize that my name is Erinn and not pigface, but seriously?" she asked, looking down at him with a slightly playful scowl. Even if she was a bit irate, she couldn't find it in herself to be too seriously angry with him. "And come on, why sit over here alone, doofus? It's a party, where you hang out with yanno...other people? Or is it a recluse Ravenclaw thing to chill out on your own?" Erinn asked, flashing him a toothy grin. She knew DC could take her joking bitchy manner, so she didn't hesitate at all.

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[dean christopher cattermole]

He knew that she was going to hate him for using the two nicknames she despised the most. But DC and Erinn had a love/hate relationship, in that they always tried to get on each others nerves, but they would always be there for each other no matter what. As he tried to sit down, he felt the weight of Erinn on his shoulders. What the hell Erinn? His drink split all over his brand new, midnight blue bathing suit. He clouded his face for a moment, hoping to give off the impression that he was actually mad at his cousin, while staring directly into her eyes. He stared at her for a few seconds more, and then gathered her into a big bear hug. Haha, I love you! He gave her a lopsided grin.

When Erinn suggested for DC to hang out with her friends, he shook his head. Yeah, so we can talk about clothes, and which guy has the hottest ass. Well me obviously, but seriously no thanks. He laughed again, watching her expression closely. Erinn can be fun, especially when she's drunk, but sometimes if you hit a nerve she can get bitchy. He laughed again. Just kidding! Sure, let me just go get another drink and I'll come over. He walked over to the bar, and got a firewhisky. Sure, it was the strongest drink, but nothing was hold him back tonight.

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[erinn lacey thomas]

Giving DC a rather smug look when his drink spilled, Erinn backed up with a rather pleased grin on her face. Obviously, that was the least he deserved after his terrible nicknaming episode. "My bad," she added with a slight shrug, though it was obvious that she wasn't particularly concerned by the mess that she DC had made with himself. She wasn't at all perturbed by his "menacing" look and simply stood there grinning goofily at him until he wrapped her up in a hug, which she returned wholeheartedly. "Yeah, yeah, lots of people love me," she nodded, smirking a bit at him. Certainly, that wasn't the case, as most people found her antics rather irritating, but that was besides the point obviously.

Erinn let out an amused snort at his comment and shrugged slightly in response. She wasn't about to tell him that guy's and their asses were just about the last thing on her mind at the moment, though her eyes flicked back over at Nika for a moment. "Yeah, you'll fit right in there than, yeah? We all know how much you love talking about yourself," Erinn responded with a grin. She nodded and followed after him, taking his hand in a friendly manner and pretty much dragging him along behind her as she hopped up towards the bar. She usually wasn't that hands on with her cousin, but for some reason she was being much more affectionate than usual. Part of her, though she would never admit to such a thing, was doing it with the intention of sparking some bit of jealousy in Nika. She doubted that it was common knowledge around the castle that she and DC were cousins, so if she could use that to her advantage, than she certainly didn't have a problem with that.

Reaching the bar, she scrunched her face up a bit before ordering herself another firewhiskey. Not a good idea, considering how she could get when drunk, but that wasn't a problem. There were plenty of people around to look after her if she got past the point of no return, which was coming closer and closer with each sip she took from the bottle. "Thanks for coming, by the way. It should be crazy fun, yeah?" Erinn said, dragging him back along over to where the rest of the people were sitting. She purposely avoided introducing him to Nika or anyone else, instead focusing her attention on DC. She had a rather large, playful grin on her face as she looked over at him, leaning into his shoulder a bit as she did so.

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[dean christopher cattermole]

Even though DC tried his very best to scared Erinn, that just didn't happen. His cousin didn't let anything slip by her, at least she didn't show it emotionally. Regardless, he was glad that she didn't take anything from his look, other than playful teasing. Maybe that's why Erinn was his all time favorite cousin; they could play the worse tricks on each other without worrying about the consequences. He looked over at Erinn, her green eyes sparkling in the sun. Of course I love talking about myself. Who else would? Other than my first year fans. He muttered that last part under his breath. He shook his head, letting himself erase that last part, because he was here to have fun.

He allowed himself to be dragged to the bar. Hmm, looks like she needs the drink more than I do. DC could understand why though. Organizing a party was difficult within itself, but making sure everyone was having fun was a totally different game. Especially when you had the snakes and lions together...not a good combination. He had to give her credit though, she knew how to throw an excellent party. DC took a sip of his drink and glanced over at Erinn. Yeah, I wounldn't miss it for the world. This is difinitely what I needed. Are you having fun at least? He grinned, and gave her an playful kiss on her cheek. You've done good kid. He laughed, and swung their arms back and forth. Hey, do you want to go surfing? I'll race you to the water!

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