LUAU THREAD TWO;; frankie, megan, OPEN

[felix ian wood]

Felix was a huge lover of parties, but this was definitely one of the better ideas he'd seen in awhile. After all, any reason for there to be a bunch of hot girls running about in their bikinis was a good reason for Felix. Not to mention, he too got to go shirtless, which he was always quite happy to do. He knew it was something that women were attracted to and so, he showed it off quite proudly. A subtle smirk arose on his face when Frankie complimented his own looks, which of course he wouldn't deny in any way. "Ah, thanks, thanks. Tried to spruce up a bit for the ladies, you know," he commented with a wide grin. That was, pretty much, the reason why he wasted as much time as he did on his looks since, after all, that was one of his best features.

He watched as she started to circle him, a subtle grin on his face as she did. "Well, yanno, Quidditch and such has me pretty busy," he nodded. "But, of course, I've been making lots of nice with the girls of Hogwarts," he couldn't help but add. He was a charmer, no doubt about that and there wasn't a time when he wasn't either flirting with girls or thinking about flirting with girls. It was just in his nature and nothing was going to stop him from that. It was, perhaps, one of the main reasons why he had yet to actually settle down into a real relationship. He just wasn't very good at sticking to being friendly to just one girl and really, he didn't know how to do that. It was too far out of his capabilities.

Raising an eyebrow over at her, Felix couldn't help but grin. "And what about you? Been off keepin' up with all the boys of the school, eh?" Felix asked with a smirk. He didn't think that Frankie was nearly as whorish as he tended to be, but of course she was hot enough to get guys, so why wouldn't she? At least, that was how Felix liked to see it. If you were good looking, than you pretty much deserved to whore about. After all, it would just be wrong to limit yourself when everyone else wanted a piece of you. Felix wasn't that bad though, as he did care about the people that he pursued anything serious with, outside of the typical flirting and maybe a bit of kissing if he wanted to.

Hearing another voice coming up from behind, Felix glanced over to see none other than Megan Aldridge. He didn't like the girl. She was a Slytherin, usually a bitch and definitely not someone he liked to be around. However, even he couldn't help but gape a bit at her in her swimsuit. "Aldridge," he said simply. Even if she seemed to be in a good mood, he wasn't about to cheer up around her or return the sentiments in any way. She didn't deserve it. At least, he certainly didn't think that she did anyways. Besides, what the hell was she doing here? Wasn't this a Gryffindor party? Erinn wouldn't have been dumb enough to invite the Slytherins...would she?

I moved the thread here to keep things neat and such. This makes it so things don't run together all too much and get confusing.

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[francesca victoria thomas]

“Uh, no. Some of us like to keep it in our pants.” Frankie lightly splashed some water in Felix’s face and snorted a laugh to herself. ‘Is he serious?’ She didn’t know whether to laugh or be offended that he thought she was always off getting it on with boys. Frankie really hoped she didn’t give off the impression that she liked to slut around. Because that was the exact opposite of what she liked to do. Maybe she was just looking into to his question too much. He was probably just making conversation and hadn’t meant anything by it. She doubted he thought she hooked up with other guys a lot.‘Ugh, knock it off Frankie’ This stupid crush actually had her caring about Felix’s opinion of her.

When a voice sounded from behind, Frankie followed Felix’s lead and turned in the water to see who had joined them. “uh…" The Brunette blinked a little taken back by the sight of Megan Aldridge, well known Slytherin bitch, joining them in the water. Well.. This was new. Straight away Frankie cast a side-way glance at Felix, checking to see his reaction to Megan’s arrival. He already looked like he was on the defense which made Frankie roll her eyes a little. She didn’t know why people, especially the boys of the school, still seemed to thrive off of the whole house rivalry thing. Quidditch players seemed to have it worse but she guessed that was understandable since they were supposed to be rivals through the sport. But couldn’t theybe sort of friendly-ish rivals? She glanced at Felix again and mentally decided that the house rivalry thing wasn’t going to be changing any time soon.

Frankie herself liked to keep an open-mind when it came down to befriending new people. She didn’t like labels and often made the effort to be friendly to anyone who was civil with her. And since Megan had come over acting overly friendly, which was kind of odd but whatever, Frankie decided she’d make the effort. Nothing was going to ruin this day for her, not even Felix’s hate for all things Slytherin. If Megan did act like a bitch then Frankie would be happy to tell her to piss off, but until then she’d play nice.

“You're Megan right?” The Gryffindor asked, hoping to ease the situation by getting names out of the way. “I’m Frankie and this is Felix..” she nodded her head at her fellow Gryffindor and shot him a subtle ‘play nice’ stare. If he couldn’t and wouldn’t, well, she guessed he didn’t have to stay. Though Frankie wasn’t sure she wanted to be left alone with Megan until she knew the blond girls intentions. But Frankie thought the Slytherin might have been drunk so maybe her intentions were just to have a good time, which is why she’d come over into the water. As far as Frankie knew no other Slytherins had come which meant that Megan would have to approach someone.

[megan lynn aldridge]

Were Megan not completely oblivious to most things subtle in the first place, she may have picked up on the less than friendly reaction that she was getting from Felix. However, her lack of perception, coupled with her already fairly drunk state, didn't notice that anything was wrong at all. Megan was the type of drunk that was perpetually in a good mood, which was a far cry from her usual self. On a sober day, this encounter never would have happened; Megan wouldn't have showed up to the party and she most definitely wouldn't have been talking to someone like Felix or Frankie at all. They weren't her sort of people, that was for sure. But hell, when she was drunk, everyone was her sort of person. Sure, she came to regret it when she came to the next morning and heard about all the things that had gone down, but that wasn't enough to stop her.

Flopping down in the sand next to where the two were in the water, Megan looked over at them, bobbing her head back and forth to whatever tune was on the radio in the background. "Megan, yeaaah, fucking right. I'm Megan," she agreed, quite enthusiastically. Even when drunk, it didn't lighten up on her ego or on the fact that she cursed more often than she used normal words. You could still tell that it was Megan, not just her twin in disguise or something, just a nicer and more open to other people sort of Megan. At times, it seemed like perhaps people liked having drunk Megan around more than the actual, sober one. Though, considering she was probably drunk more often than sober, that wasn't too much to ask for.

She nodded a bit when the other girl told her their names, which would no doubt be forgotten before the day was through. "Frankie and Felix...like twins. You guys are twins, that's so cool. I'm a twin too," Megan nodded, a look of almost amazement on her face. Obviously, Megan was also a rather stupid drunk. Of course, that wasn't too entirely different from her usual self. Megan wasn't necessarily the brightest of minds, though that wasn't to say she was dumb. When it came to school and many things common sense, Megan didn't always get it. She wasn't "stupid" exactly, she just didn't do well with reading, or writing and a lot of things took time to make sense to her. Partially, this was due to the fact that she was mildly dyslexic, but a lot of it was also because she just didn't try much anymore.

Glancing back up at them for a moment, Megan tilted her head in confusion. They sure didn't look like twins. Even with all the things she'd done to differentiate herself from Morgan, they still looked a whole lot alike. "You guys kind of suck at being twins," Megan said, biting her lip a bit. "That must be fun." Megan certainly would have been envious of any set of twins that were able to look completely different from one another, as she wasn't particularly fond of her own twin. Clutching at the bottle of tequila that had come along with her, Megan frowned slightly as she thought about it. "You two want any?" she asked, realizing that they didn't have any out there with them. Obviously, as it was a party, she was fairly certain that they must be quite sad since they didn't have any alcohol. Poor twins.

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[felix ian wood]

Snickering a bit as Frankie splashed water at him, the boy stuck his tongue out at her. "Some of us do, but since when is that ever fun?" Felix asked with a sly grin. To be honest, Felix wasn't really a sex mongrel like everyone seemed to think. Sure, he was a manwhore in the sense that he was a terrible, terrible, flirt, but other than that he didn't really "get around" all that much. He was a decent guy when it came down to it, he just didn't always act that way, so people had built up this illusion that he had some sort of illustrious sex life. Of course, Felix wasn't too bothered by it at all and for the most part he was happy to let the rumours carry on. The reputation was one which, though untrue, Felix was quite happy to let spread. After all, he wasn't opposed to the title of Sex God at all.

Despite the look that Frankie had given him, Felix did not want to play nice. He was, as the Gryffindor Quidditch captain, practically required to uphold the house rivalry that was so prevalent in the school. His father had imparted that prejudice in him and it was something that he was more than happy to carry on. It was difficult sometimes, as his older brother was a Slytherin, ( a fact that Felix was very resistant to) but Felix was a diehard Gryffindor and just "playing nice" with one of the infamously bitchy Slytherins wasn't in his ability. Perhaps, for the moment, it would be best to let Frankie take the reins on this and for Felix to simply shut his mouth and avoid saying something that would be wrong. Settling in with a slightly skeptical, judging gaze, Felix waited to see what was about to happen.

At Megan's comment, it took quite a lot for Felix not to start laughing, so it came out as something more akin to simply a snicker of amusement. He tried to cover it by dunking his head under the water, simply because he knew Frankie wanted him to be nice, but obviously he was trying his hardest there. Looking back over at her and biting his lip, Felix couldn't keep quiet for much longer. "Yeah, man. We're just the coolest twins ever," Felix nodded, looking over to Frankie with a subtle grin. He wasn't being mean, exactly, he was just being sarcastic and subtly jerkish. It wasn't like Megan would actually notice, most likely. She was pretty damn stupid, as far as Felix knew. Perhaps it wouldn't be too terrible having her there. He did, however, ignore her offer of alcohol. It could be poisoned or something.

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[francesca victoria thomas]

Frankie gave Megan a bemused stare when the Slytherin agreed, a little too enthusiastically, that her name was indeed Megan. ‘She is so drunk’ was the thought that ran through her mind as she eyed the blonde female.

When Megan made the assumption that Frankie and Felix were twins, Frankie barked out a laugh that she quickly bit back on. 'Smooth, Frankie, real smooth.' First she tells Felix to play nice and then she goes and laughs in the Slytherin girls face. Way to be a hypocrite. Though, really, she didn’t think it could be helped. Twins? Megan really mustn’t have paid any attention to the people around her at school. Or maybe she did, just not anyone who wasn’t Slytherin. Or maybe she was just kind of.. Stupid. Well if that was the case Frankie really hoped she was stupid and or drunk enough to have missed her not-so-subtle laugh. Felix had laughed too, she was sure of it, but of course he’d had more brains and had turned his laugh into a sly, barely audible snicker. The last thing Frankie wanted or needed was a flipped out Slytherin messing up her day because she’d been laughed at. Though Frankie still didn’t think it could be helped. Felix didn’t either if his next line was anything to go by.

“Yeah..” Frankie agreed and returned Felix’s subtle grin with one of her own. When she turned her face back to Megan she’d managed to get it under control. Giggling at her, whilst she was sat right there, would only be childish and kind of mean. It wasn’t Megan’s fault that she was a little slow on the uptake, she was drunk and.. Well.. They could have passed as twins, right? Frankie shook her head and snorted a quiet laugh to herself, No.

Chewing on her lower lip at Megans offer of alcohol, Frankie warily eyed the bottled clutched in the Slytherins hand. Sure, she was trying to be friendly and welcoming and non-judgemental, though she hadn’t done well with that one so far, but the idea of sharing alcohol with the Slytherin was not an appealing one. “Uh.. No, thanks.” Frankie plastered on her friendliest smile, “Don’t really.. Like.. Tequila..”

An awkward silence settled then in which Frankie exchanged a few glances with Felix and gave Megan a couple of strained smiles. Ok. So, this was boring and very awkward. The Gryffindor was quickly realising that she had nothing at all to say to Megan. But she didn’t want to blank the Slytherin and carry on a conversation with Felix because that’d be rude. Frankie sort of wished Felix would get over the house rivalry thing and do or say something entertaining. Hell she even wished he’d flirt with Megan, which of course wasn’t going to happen, but right now anything would have been fine.

“Actually, I think I’ll take that Tequila..” Frankie waded her way through the water, over to Megan and took the bottle from her hands. Ignoring the goose bumps that had spread over her skin now that she’d left the warm water, Frankie pressed the bottle to her lips, closed her eyes and drank. Swallowing more than four to five mouthfuls, Frankie lowered the bottle from her lips and screwed her face up against the burn that was scratching at her throat. 'Ugh', it tasted like crap but she’d needed it.

[megan lynn aldridge]

Fortunately for the situation at hand, Megan was completely oblivious to the snickering laughter that came from the other two people sitting there with her. Had she actually been paying attention to them, she most likely would have taken offense to it and when Megan was offended, it never turned out well. However, she was drunk enough that it didn't particularly matter to her what they were doing. It was probably also a good thing that she had no idea who it was that she was now hanging out with. She knew Felix, unfortunately, but she hadn't ever met Frankie before from what she remembered. Of course, that wasn't really saying much, as Megan rarely bothered to remember people's names unless they were particularly important to her life. And, considering Megan's general biases in life, there were very few people that actually landed under the label of "important." To be honest, she didn't have many close friends, just people that she partied with.

Their responses to her comment were ignored as well. Even if she was drunk, she couldn't bring herself to care overmuch about other people. Megan wasn't the type that cared about other people, never had been. She could probably count the number of people she genuinely took an interest in on one hand, if that. It was a typical Slytherin trait, sure, and not exactly the most admirable quality, but Megan just didn't care. Hell, she rarely cared all that much about her own self a lot of the time, to be perfectly honest. The Cauldwell sisters were possibly the only people that she could genuinely say that she would do anything for. With them, it was different. Megan would do absolutely anything for them, no matter the cost to herself and that was something that was strange for Megan, but something that she was actually devoted to. Everyone else, however, meant nothing to her.

Shrugging a bit as they both turned down her offer of alcohol, Megan took to drinking it on her own again. Honestly, the more for her, the better, so it didn't bother her a bit that they didn't want any. It struck her as a little strange, perhaps, but since they weren't Slytherins it wasn't like she should have expected all that much from them anyways. She knew that Felix was a Gryffindor and she thought that she vaguely recognized Frankie, but not really. Ah well, she didn't care enough to think about it that much. She was chilling out on the beach and thinking definitely didn't fit into that equation. "Well, right than," she nodded, decidedly not giving a damn about whether or not they felt like drinking. With that, a rather awkward silence fell between them, which Megan filled with a light humming to herself. She wasn't very fond of sitting in silence, it just got too suffocating.

Glancing back up when Frankie changed her mind, a smirk arose on Megan's face. "There you go, finally starting the party than," Megan nodded, approvingly. She held out the bottle when Frankie came towards her, letting go when the other girl took it from her. It was never easy to let go of her alcohol, but this was a party and there would be plenty more where that came from, so Megan was taking it alright. "Not a big tequila drinker?" she asked, noticing the rather displeased look on the other girls face. "Still some for you too, Felix," Megan said, extending the offer to the other boy once again. Hell, even if she hated him most days, maybe he wasn't so bad sometimes. Maybe.

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[felix ian wood]

Really, the fact that Frankie had failed to be nice more than he had somewhat irritated Felix. Here he was, trying to be on his bet behavior at Frankie's request and she was laughing much more than he was. Jerk. Felix definitely took that as a sign that he was perfectly free to act as he pleased now, though that probably wasn't the best of ideas. He would start being an ass, which would irritate the Slytherin, which in turn could lead to any number of bad outcomes. But, Felix wasn't smart enough to think that through at all and so settled back in to his nonchalant attitude. If Frankie was going to laugh at the Slytherin, than Felix sure as hell wasn't going to waste his time with any attempts at niceties. After all, Megan was probably here with some sinister, ulterior motive and Felix didn't want to let his guard down. He had to be perfectly on his game, just in case he had to jump in and save Frankie from obvious danger.

He leaned back in the water to float on his back as the waves washed over him, only vaguely paying attention to what the two girls were saying. When they stopped talking and an awkward silence fell between them, however, Felix glanced up to see what was going on. Nothing. There was absolutely nothing going on and Felix was slightly bothered by that fact. If there was going to be a Slytherin about, he at least wanted something good to go down. He was quite fond of chick fights, though he'd of course step in and break it up eventually, which would lead to his being a hero and Frankie's unending gratitude. Yes...that was exactly what needed to happen. Somehow, Felix needed to provoke one of the girls into a fight, just for his own amusement and pleasure. How he would get that to happen, he wasn't sure, but somehow he would make it work.

His plans were a bit setback when Frankie decided to go for the tequila, though. The fact that they might bond over the alcohol certainly wouldn't do well for his plan and that had to be fixed. "Nah, no alcohol for me. I'm being a good kid today, yeah? Someone's gotta do it," Felix shrugged. He wasn't really much of an alcohol drinker anyways, since it didn't mesh well with his obsession with being healthy and fit. Maybe sometimes when he was at a party he might down a firewhiskey, but even then it wasn't ever in excess and always when he had ensured that the rest of his friends and family had a safe way to get home. Even if he was a partyboy, he was always the one to make sure that everyone else got home safe before he let loose himself. That was just the kind of guy he was.

As he watched on as the two girls shared the bottle of tequila, a subtle smirk rose on his face. Perhaps this could work for him after all. "Damn right the party is starting. You know, you two girls would look fabulous uptop one of those tables over there. Bet you'd be a hell of a good dance team," Felix commented. At the very least, if the two insisted on getting along for the day, he might as well try to get them to get along while being awesomesexy and table dancing together. Of course, that would also require more alcohol, since that would just make it all that much more fun. "You two look like you need another round of drinks. Need me to grab something for you?" Felix asked, obviously for their benefit and not for his own secret aims.

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[francesca victoria thomas]

Frankie really, really hated Tequila. It tasted bloody awful. Usually the only time she’d be caught dead drinking the stuff is when she’s already so drunk she doesn’t care what she’s throwing down her neck. Or in cases like this, when she wants to get drunk ASAP in order to turn an awkward situation into a fun one. So despite the horrible taste Frankie downed as much Tequila she could handle, which wasn’t much if she was being honest, but it was a start.
“Nope but it get’s the job done.” she smiled at Megan but it was pretty much ruined by the grimace that was still in place due to her dislike of Tequila. Raising her arm, Frankie wiped her mouth the back of her hand, she didn’t want the taste of it on her lips. She then went about running her fingers through her wet hair so that it wouldn’t tangle as it dried in the sun. The weather was really starting to hot up now, which was nice. Frankie loved hot weather and sunshine. She was definitely a summer person.

Frankie had been staring off across the beach, enjoying the feel of the sun drying her skin when Felix spoke. ‘He isn’t drinking?’ Well that was a surprise. Frankie had, had it in her head that Felix was big on parties and drinking. Because well… he just gave off that kind of vibe. Now that she thought about it, she didn’t really know Felix all that well. All she knew about him is that he’s the biggest flirt at Hogwarts, well besides Alfie Chase, and that he’s a huge Quidditch buff. And inhumanly sexy. For a moment she wandered if he had any Veela in him, he did have the blonde hair after all, but the idle thought was quick to slip away when he spoke again.

Frankie snorted and grinned. Felix sure had cheered up. She wandered why but shrugged it off, she was glad because it meant that she didn’t have to work so hard to keep Megan entertained. Frankie wasn’t sure why she felt like the drunk Slytherin was her responsibility but she did. Maybe it was because she was afraid Megan would go off and terrorize her sister and everyone else. And Frankie knew Erinn wouldn’t take any crap from the Slytherin without snapping back. The last thing Frankie wanted or needed was a fight to break out, especially one that involved her sister.

When Felix asked if they wanted more drinks Frankie nodded her head. “Yeah, but I think we should head back up anyway. I left my bag up there and whilst the idea of you being our half naked butler is tempting,” she grinned and wriggled her eyebrows suggestively “I have mad cocktail mixing skills. I make a killer ‘Sex on the Beach‘.” Frankie bragged, a playful grin on her lips. She wasn’t trying to be all flirty and suggestive, she did actually make a wicked Sex on the Beach. Frankie had been partying for years and mixing cocktails had become a sort of speciality of hers, weirdly enough. “Come on, I’ll make us a couple of jugs and then we can really get this party started.”

[megan lynn aldridge]

It was people like Felix and their holier-than-thou attitude that made Megan severely dislike Gryffindors. Honestly, if you were going to show up for a party, than why the hell would you not take part in all of the fun? After all, the point of even showing up to a party was to let loose and have a good time. Which, apparently, was a concept that Gryffindors just didn't understand. At least the other one was somewhat taking part in the tequila drinking. Though that wouldn't redeem the Gryffindor house by any stretch of the means, it at least made the afternoon a little less terrible. Possibly. Honestly, Megan had been hoping that some of the other Slytherins would show up, but that unfortunately didn't seem to be the case. At least she was starting to get drunk enough that it soon wouldn't matter at all who she was hanging around with.

Typically, Megan would have rolled her eyes and scoffed at Felix's comment about the tables, but in her current state it honestly sounded like a rather good idea. She was known to get a bit crazy when she was drunk and was no stranger to the tabletops of bars around the world, so adding this bunch to the mix sounded rather fun. Besides, now that she thought about it, Frankie wasn't too bad looking. Perhaps the Felix boy had a good point there. "Hellll yeah we would. We'd be the sexiest bitches in this joint up there," Megan agreed, nodding her excitement about the idea. The possibility that Frankie would be opposed to such things didn't phase her in the slightest, since obviously if Felix was for the idea than the other would be too. After all, all Gryffindors were like the same thing to Megan and so they all shared the same opinions and whatnot.

The next suggestion from the boy was also approved by Miss Megan. More drinks was never a bad thing and someone bringing them to her was even better. However, it seemed like they were all going to have to head over to the bar. At least there would be drinks at the end of the obviously quite arduous walk up to the bar. "I'm down for that. I'll never say no to sex on the beach," Megan commented, a smirk on her face. The fact that she was surrounded by Gryffindors was steadily bothering her less and less and it certainly didn't take much to get Megan started on sexual comments. After all, that was how she best talked, in sex and flirt. Leaning back and getting up from where she was sitting, Megan stood at the edge of the water to wait for the other two to get ready to move over towards the bar.

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[felix ian wood]

Felix would say that Frankie's offer of making drinks seemed like a fair enough alternative to his running errands for them. Not to mention, that just meant that they would likely get drunk faster, since they would be right there next to the bar and wouldn't have to wait for him to bring them the drinks. Yes, this was definitely a winning idea. "I guess I'll just have to be your half naked something else than," Felix replied with a rather confident grin on his face. Frankie was definitely fun and probably was one of his favorite people to flirt with. She flirted back most of the time and rarely seemed to take him seriously, which was definitely nice. She wasn't one of those girls that insisted on playing hard to get, which he hated, and she definitely wasn't one of those girls who fell all over him and became obsessive, which he hated even more.

With an eager spring to his step, Felix hopped up from out of the water to follow after the two girls. "This sounds like a fantastic plan, I must say. Parties and sex on the beach. Can't complain, can't complain," Felix nodded, grinning slightly to himself at the thought. He had no idea how drunk the two girls planned on getting, or if anything worth mentioning would even happen, but either way it was still going to be enjoyable to watch. All in all, being the sober one didn't sound like such a bad thing this time around. He'd get to watch and possibly laugh at their drunken antics and then later when Frankie was wasted and about ready to die, he'd be the heroic figure that swooped in to hold her hair back while she puked. Obviously, that would totally win him some brownie points or something.

Hopping up to the bar, Felix slid into a seat right up next to it and looked over at the bartender with an excited glint in his eyes. "Serve up something nice and strong for the two lovely ladies coming up behind me. The drunker, the better," he nodded, smirking all the while. The bartender shook his head a bit, but gave Felix that knowing look. He obviously understood just where Felix was going with it and was more than happy to oblige. "Ladies, ladies, come. Our boy has it all covered," he promised, looking back at the two with the friendliest of smiles. It was fairly obvious that he was up to something, but he was hoping that the rest would be too drunk to notice or care that he had a terribly impish grin on his face. In any case, it wasn't like they'd ever find out what he was thinking about, so he couldn't really get into trouble.

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[francesca victoria thomas]

Frankie was all smiles as the other two agreed to head up to the bar. Maybe this afternoon wouldn't be so bad after all. Felix had cheered up, though she didn't know why but whatever, it was a good improvement. And Megan was playing nice, which was even better. Frankie figured the Slytherin girl was only being friendly since she was drunk but that was okay, today was about fun.

When Felix commented that he'd be her half naked something else Frankie first smiled and then promptly had a horrible flash of herself, drunk, clad in nothing but her bikini, and all over him. It was enough to make her think twice about getting drunk. Because it would happen. She had a crush on him after all. Her stupid crush coupled with copious amounts of alcohol meant for Frankie on the prowl. And Felix would most definitely be her prey. 'I'm going to have to be extra, extra careful'
It wasn't that Frankie hated the idea of warming up to Felix. Because she didn't. It was just that.. well.. he was a man whore right? Who knew how many girls he'd been with. Yeah, she didn't know for sure if he was a man whore but that's what she'd heard and that's the impression he gave. Frankie really did not like the idea of being just another name on any guys list. So, she decided that it was better to be safe than sorry and that she'd have to keep herself in check around him. Which of course would be easier said than done when drunk.

Shaking her head, Frankie followed Megan and Felix up onto the beach. She hadn't planned on getting drunk today. Maybe a little tipsy but nowhere near wasted. Yet here she was offering to mix cocktails, which meant she would indeed end up very drunk. Stopping in the sand, Frankie felt her stomach flutter with mixed feelings. Doing this meant she was reverting back to her old ways. Something she'd promised herself she wouldn't do. For a moment she wondered if she should tell the others that she was going to pass on the drinks. It wasn't like she had to babysit Megan. Why did she even have to get drunk to do it anyway? It was completely irresponsible and just reckless. But... Frankie found that being irresponsible and reckless was exactly what she wanted right now. She didn't want to think about the consequences, she wanted to act like the wild child she used to be, if only for a day. Besides it couldn't hurt. What was the worst that could happen?

Smiling after mentally talking herself into going along with Megan and Felix to get drunk, Frankie jogged up to where she'd left her bag and then over to the bar where Felix had taken a seat. "Thanks." She took the drink from the bar and took a sip, her face grimacing a little. "Eesh, strong." She gave the bartender a bemused stare to show that she wasn't happy with the amount of alcohol in her drink. Her stare turned curious though when the Bartender acted overly innocent and refused to meet her eyes. 'Weird'

Frankie shrugged and pulled her brush from her bag so that she could brush out her hair. Once that was done she pulled out her denim shorts and slipped them on, leaving her top half in only her bikini. Ok, now she was ready to have some fun. "Bottoms up." She held up her glass to toast it against Megans and then knocked back the remainder of her drink. Which was pretty much a full glass. "Oh ew. That's so nasty" She grimaced again but was laughing as she spoke.

Six shots, four vodkas and one sex on the beach later and Frankie was sat on the bar mixing drinks for herself and Megan to drink and for Felix to taste if he felt like it. "Here, here try this one."Frankie giggled, a sign that she was passing tipsy and on her way to drunk, and began to pour a couple of different wizard alcohols into a cocktail mixer. She picked it up and then shook it, snorting on a laugh when some of it sprayed out and hit the watching bartender in the face. Frankie smiled, apologetic and then poured her concoction into four small shot glasses. "Felix, you have to try this one too. It's brilliant." She pushed the shot glasses out to Megan, Felix and even the bartender and then took one for herself. "kay, watch first." she lifted the shot glass to her lips and then quickly stopped "make sure you aren't facing anybody when you shot this back." she warned with a mysterious grin and then knocked back the liquid. It was a second or two until her stomach rumbled and then she coughed once before a burst of flames escaped her mouth. Just like a dragon breathing fire. It lasted all of three seconds.

Bursting out into a fit of giggles, Frankie quickly downed some of the glass of water she'd placed on the bar earlier. "I call it the 'Fireball'. Got a mean kick to it, right?" she waggled her eyebrows, daring the others to shot it with a smug smirk.

[megan lynn aldridge]

The last thing that Megan had been expecting was to be getting completely trashed with a group of Gryffindors and actually rather enjoying herself. Of course, it happened frequently and she probably shouldn't have been too surprised, but she spent so much time denying that it ever happened that she tended to forget those moments. In fact, considering how often she was actually drunk, there was a rather large percentage of her life that she didn't remember at all. Though, that was probably a good thing if you thought about the sort of things that she did whilst she was drunk. She was the sort of girl that got crazy and did way more than was generally acceptable. She was already a crazy slut when she was sober, but add alcohol to that and she was the token girl gone wild.

Following along to the bar, Megan slid into a seat near Felix and looked up at the bartender with a sly grin. He was hellishly attractive and that was certainly fun. Taking the glass of whatever it was he had prepared for them, Megan tipped it back to take a rather large sip, crinkling her nose at how strong it was. Typically, she was happy enough to drink whatever was put in front of her, but this was practically straight alcohol. "Well, shit. Trying to get us to pass out so you can take advantage of us?" Megan asked, raising an eyebrow in amusement. " 'cause that wouldn't be necessary. I'd be happy to let you take advantage of me anytime," she commented with a grin. The bartender simply shook his head and turned back to start mixing up their next drink.

With an amused chuckle, Megan turned to face Frankie, toasting their glasses before taking another sip from it. Were she a little more intelligent and less intent on getting drunk, she may have put it to the side to get something else, but she didn't. Megan drank the whole damn thing...and then some. Over the next hour or so, she and Frankie put back more alcohol than was safe and by that time, Megan was more than just happy to be there. In fact, Frankie was her new best friend. A good dozen drinks later, Megan was sitting there giggling like a fool as Frankie continued to mix them more drinks. Certainly not what they needed, but hell, they were too damn drunk to care. Megan was more than willing to continue sitting there, drinking it up for the rest of the day.

Looking at the new drink that Frankie offered, Megan took it from her with a nod, not even questioning what it was. Quickly taking one from her, Megan ignored her instruction to watch first and simply tipped the shot back into her mouth. Letting it slide down her throat, Megan tilted her head with a rather confused look, not sure why this one was so special. However, within a few seconds she felt a strange feeling in her stomach and before she knew what was happening, a burst of flame was coming forth from her mouth and shooting straight towards the bartender. "What the fuck? Holy shit, that's so fucking cool," Megan spazzed once the wave of flames had passed. The fact that the poor bartender now had singed hair on his arm didn't bother her in the slightest, as she was now looking on at Frankie in fascination as she started to breathe fire herself. Megan had experimented with quite a bit of alcohol before, but this wasn't one that she'd ever seen before and it was bloody awesome.

Shaking her head in amazement, Megan didn't even know what to say at that point. "Holy shit, man. How did you do that?" she asked, though she honestly didn't care enough to get an answer. She was just busy trying to wrap her mind around the idea that she was now capable of breathing fire. She was obviously a total badass. "Yoouu have to come to my house sometime for a partyy and make drinks all the time. NO. You should be my drink slaave and stay with me all the time and make me drinks and it'll be awesome," Megan nodded, obviously quite serious about this offer. She wouldn't admit to the fact that she had said it when she was sober again, but at the moment it was definitely something she would have been more than happy to do.

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