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[Nikita Snape]

Stumbling down the hall with a bag in the left hand, and a firewhiskey mug in the right, Niki made her way towards the Prefect's Bathroom. Ahh... what a terrific day it had been. Or so it had seemed. She had woken up with a killer hangover, only to get herself drunk again... five minutes later. The week had seemed pretty dramatic. The murder of Kota, played out by Nikita Snape, whom was quite the happy person to use that Unforgivable on the young, innocent boy. It didn't bother her... at all in fact. He was just a guy, whom had meant nothing to her, and hardly anything to anyone else. Well, except for that Weasley girl. Lucy, I believe was her name. Clinging on to Mr. Daniels like a scared child. How... pathetic.

Nikita stumbled through the door to the Prefects bathroom, muttering the password under her breath. A loud burp escaped her lips, as she stumbled to the ground, rolling around, laughing hysterically. This went on for about thirty minutes, until she decided that she wanted company on rolling around laughing. So, she pushed up her sleeve, still laughing hysterically may I add, and touched her dark mark with the tip of her wand. She meant this to go to Corliss, considering she really didn't need any help at all. She just wanted some dang company! I mean, Corliss would understand right? I mean she was one of her best friends... So, with that, she put her wand in her boot, and pulled her sleeve back down over the burning mark.

Nikita began to sing... loudly, and totally off tune. Typical for the drunk Miss. Snape. The song that she was singing was, 'If you're happy and you know it'. So she burst out in tune, singing the words to the song, which weren't correct, at all. "IF YOU'RE HAPPY AND YOU KNOW IT, CLAP YOUR HANDS!!!!" A quick pause to clap her hands, not two times, but yet five times. Totally, not on tune, may I also add. "IF YOU'RE HAPPY AND YOU KNOW IT CLAP YOU'RE HANDS!!!!" Another pause, with five claps, "IF YOU'RE HAPPY AND YOU KNOW IT, AND YOU REALLY WANNA SHOW IT! IF YOU'RE HAPPY AND YOU KNOW IT CLAP YOUR HANDS!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Finally, someone opened the door before Nikita could clap her five times. Smiling gleefully, Nikita laughed at the girl standing over head. With another quick swig of Firewhiskey, Niki collapsed on the ground, laughing once more.

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[Corliss Malfoy]

The day had been very eventful. Having just left the loving arms of her boyfriend, Noah Dale, Corliss was walking through the dim halls of Hogwarts, her right hand trailing over the wall and the left resting upon her growing belly. It had increased in size already, which was great, for Corliss at least. Yawning loudly, Corliss figured it was time she turned in, sleep was what the pregnant woman needed. Feeling an intense pain on her arm, Corliss pulled back her sleeve. "What have you done now, Nikita?" she whispered under her breath, already at a slow jog. It was a damn good thing she was already on the bathroom's floor, or it would have taken a good while for her to arrive at the entrance.

Even before the door had been opened, the tune could be heard. "Oh man, thats Nikita all right. Drunk I'm guessing." she said softly, muttering the password and opening the door slowly. She had, of course, seen the girl wasted before, but never to this degree. She winced at the shouting girl who was now rolling around in a fit of laughter. She bent down, grabbing the wasted girl's shoulders. "Niki, its me, Corliss. You need to quite down now if you don't want to wake the entire school." she said loudly, having to almost yell over her laughter. "I have something very important to tell you."

[Nikita Snape]

Nikita turned her head to look at Corliss, whom had reluctantly entered the room. Her lips moved, but they didn't completely register in her mind. She cocked her head to the side, still watching Corliss' lips move as she talked. Slowly, she moved her finger up to Corliss' lips shushing her quickly. "Nooo... Corley... Shhh. Shhh. Shhh. Shhh. Shhh. Shhh." Nikita spoke in a jumbled up voice, her eyes dilated, and big. "I can't understand you, Coooooorrrrli... You're not talking... wite." Cocking her head to the other side, she pressed her hands on each side of Corliss' face, pulling the skin of her cheek. "Are you... okay? Are you sober, Corliss? It's not very smart to drink..."

Nikita began laughing loudly again, as she pulled her bag into her lap. She pulled out another big bottle of Firewhiskey out, placing it up to her parted lips. She drank to big gulps of it, before looking up at Corliss. She put it up to her face, looking at her wide eyed. "It's good... you should take a swig... please? IT'S GOOD GOD DAMN IT!!!!!!!!!" Nikita yelled, trying to put the bottle in Corliss' hand. Eyes dropping, Nikita's hand slipped from the bottle causing it to drop to the ground and shatter into many shards of dark green glass. "NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Nikita yelled, as she began to sob. "That was my last bottle... I was going to marry it." Tears streamed down Nikita's face as she lost control of her sober self.

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[Corliss Malfoy]

Lucky for the drunken Nikita, Corliss just happened to have some chocolate in her pocket. She pulled it out as the girl questioned her sober state. "Niks, your the one thats drunk. You're the one who shouldn't be drinking. God damn it Nikita! eat the damn candy." she said, forcing the chunk into the girl's mouth. She watched as she brought out yet another bottle. Well, damn. Then it fell, shattering loudly on the cold stone floor. Corliss looked down at her wasted friend, her eyes full of sympathy. She hugged the girl close to her, making sure she didn't let her touch the slowly raising tummy. "I doubt you'd marry a bottle of fire whiskey, Nikita. I couldn't have had any anyways. I'm pregnant...." she said softly, pulling slightly away from the girl to shove more chocolate in her mouth.

[Nikita Snape]

Niki's mouth dropped open in shock, and awe at Corliss' words. "I am not! Liar!" She responded, crossing her arms over her chest, stubbornly. Her stubbornness suddenly fell from her mind though, as the dark chocolate candy caught her eye. Her arms un-crossed, and her eyes went wide as she stared at it. "Caa- Caaa- Candy! Cho- Choco- Chocolate candy! GIMME!!!" She yelled, taking the piece out of her friend's hands. She put in her mouth quickly, smacking on it easily. Her eyes closed as she did this, and she sighed in enjoyment. Then her mouth fell open again, showing the chewed chocolate in her mouth. Not a very pretty sight if I do say so myself.

"You're what? How? And, what do you mean?" Nikita asked, her voice showing her confusion drastically. At that very moment she wasn't quite sure what 'pregnant' meant, although she had known moments before what it meant. It just seemed to vanish from the files of her brain. 'Hm... probably the whiskey killing my brain cells. Oh well.' She shook her head to the sides, trying to think about what pregnant meant. She ate the next piece of chocolate candy gratefully, feeling different. Not so happy as she had before.

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