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[DOMINIQUE AMELIE WEASLEY]

dominique had been feeling restless since arriving at hogwarts for the start of her fifth year. it was most likely because nothing was really going on yet. there was no drama yet, as friends had just reconnected and were still in the stage of squealing every time they saw one another. there weren't any meetings, for the paper angels or the wicked wands. both groups were still trying to get used to classes and homework once again, and many of the members were busy as quidditch had just started up. however, for the past few weeks dom had managed to keep herself from getting too bored. she had tried out for quidditch and not gotten in. she made sure she had good grades for the beginning of her classes. she had a few meetings with phoenix to discuss her spying on the paper angels. but today, the gryffindor girl was absolutely bored out of her mind.

eavesdropping into conversations was a skill of dom's. being a spy, she knew how to listen into things she wasn't supposed to hear and get information she wasn't supposed to have. so it hadn't been difficult to overhear the password for the prefect bathroom from two hufflepuff prefects who were discussing it just a smidge too loudly. she knew what she was going to do today. a nice long bubble bath was in order. she was sick of pathetic warm showers that were rushed because her other roommates needed the bathroom as well. she was going to give herself spa treatment today.

dominique was going to be very careful not to get caught. she was rather sneaky though, so it wasn't much of a problem. with a rather small bikini underneath her clothes, she made her way to the fifth floor of hogwarts, stopping in front of the entrance to the bathroom. she glanced around a few times, making sure no one was in the hallway. then, she reached into the shoulder bag she carried and magically stuck a piece of parchment to the front of the door. to a prefect, or a professor, it would appear blank. but to mischievious hogwarts students about the age of fourteen, the password was printed in large, bold letters. because what would the afternoon be without a little company? dominique hoped an attractive male would come join her for a bath.

"oak fresh" she said to the door, and it swung open to reveal the largest bathtub the girl had ever seen. she turned on the water, letting it fill up and adding lots of bubbles to it. and then, she slowly removed her robes, revealing the navy blue bikini she wore underneath. it only took a few minutes for the tub to fill, and then she was diving in. how refreshing.

[DECLAN ANDREW MCLAGGEN]

Under normal circumstances, Declan was not a rulebreaker. He was usually perfectly content to take his baths in the bathroom for the regular students, be it crowded or empty. Today, however, he was disgusting. Due to an unfortunate incident, he had crashed into a mud puddle and was now covered from head to toe. He was going to go and take a shower, but when he'd gone, the person whose fault the whole mud-puddle-falling debacle was was there, wrapped in a towel. Thus, Declan had had to resort to extreme measures--sneaking into the prefect's bathroom.

It was difficult to sneak, however, when one was as covered in mud as he was. His robes were largely unrecognizeable as anything other than brown fabric and his hair was in dire need of a shampooing. At least the mud was starting to dry and crust on him rather than dripping all over the floor as it had been previously. He looked like a troll, but that was preferable to detention.

When he finally reached the prefect's bathroom, he had to think about the password. He knew that he'd heard it before, but he hadn't paid much attention. At this point, though, he was either going to get in with the password or break down the door. It took him a couple of minutes, but he was finally in.

And once he was, he almost wished he wasn't. He had not expected a girl to just take a bath in the middle of the room without posting a sign or something. Or, really, he didn't know what he was expecting. He covered his eyes and inched around the bathtub, trying to make it to a shower stall without looking.

"Sorry," he muttered. "Carry on. I'll be out of your way in a minute."

[DOMINIQUE AMELIE WEASLEY]

the bath felt heavenly. the water was warm and the bubbles were just the right amount. it smelled like a mixture of flowery perfume and fruits, like running through an apple orchard in the middle of spring. dominique sighed, and leaned against the wall of the tub. it was deep enough that she could sit on a little step on the side, her feet touching the bottom, and everything except her neck would be submerged in the water. why hadn't she had this good idea before? the tub was fabulous, big enough to hold twenty people. she grinned, thinking about getting a bunch of people together to party in the prefect bathroom. that would be awesome. that is, if she had good enough people to invite.

dom was so relaxed, she missed the sound of a voice trying out passwords on the other side of the door. she was singing softly to herself, a muggle song that her father liked. she didn't know the name of it, or the band, but she had always liked the tune. she didn't have a very pretty voice, but she still liked to sing. it was something to do. the sound of the door swinging open made her jump, and she sat up so she was facing straight forward. as long as it wasn't a prefect or professor, she was fine.

dominique studied the person who entered. it was hard to tell who they were, as they were absolutely coated in mud. she could see why they had come to the prefects bathroom, that mud would be difficult to get out in a shower. she squinted, trying to get a look at the boy behind the mud. he looked vaguely familiar, but it was extremely hard to tell behind all the dirt. she twirled a piece of red hair as she studied him, trying to place a name to his face, and scrunched up her nose when she couldn't figure out who he was.

when the boy covered his eyes, dominique realized that he thought he walked in on a naked girl bathing. she stood up, mainly to show him that she was wearing a bathing suit, so he didn't have to keep his hand ridiculously placed over his eyes. it was sort of charming in a way though, he was a gentleman. most guys would just stare if they thought a girl was naked. "hey, no need for that. the water is warm, and a bath will be much better to scrub off that mud. come on in! I could even help you get that dirt out of your hair. how did you even manage to get so filthy?" she grinned, wondering if he'd take her up on the deal. dom was feeling pretty good today, and she wanted company.

[DECLAN ANDREW MCLAGGEN]

Declan was, for the first time, glad that he was so muddy. It kept the girl from seeing the fact that his cheeks were reddening. This was so awkward. He should have just waited for the bathroom or sucked up being in there with someone that he really wanted to push out a window. Now that he was here, though, he wasn't going to leave and so he continued inching along the wall, hand over his eyes. The shower wasn't too far and if he could just sneak, she wouldn't have to worry.

It soon became clear, though, that she wasn't worried as she stood up. He wasn't looking, so he pressed his hand more tightly over his eyes and backed up closer to the wall. Although, he wasn't sure why, if she was naked, she would have stood up like that, so he cracked his fingers open to peek through. She was wearing a bikini, thank god, so he lowered his hand. Now, however, he needed something to do with his hands, since he still felt awkward, so he folded his arms. He was glad that she was wearing clothes, because he was sure that, if she was the type of girl to stand up naked in front of a stranger, he wouldn't have wanted to see her naked anyway.

After she opened her mouth, however, his intial suspicions were confirmed and he was certain that he didn't want to be in there with someone like that. "No, thank you," he said stiffly, moving toward the showers again. It was just his luck to end up with some harlot when he just wanted to take a bath. "I'd rather get it out myself. Quidditch accident." He didn't even know that, if he had actually liked this girl and known her, he would have wanted to get in the tub with her when he was as disgusting as he was. How could that be fun at all?

"And isn't propositioning strangers dangerous?" he asked, pausing in his walking. "You never know who you're talking to."

[DOMINIQUE AMELIE WEASLEY]

dominique studied the boy in front of her, hoping that he was attractive under all that mud. after all, if phoenix heard she was hanging out with ugly people who weren't slytherins, he would be disappointed in her. and something told her that a disappointed phoenix would not be a good thing, because he would probably kill her. they had a deal. she could go on teasing and taunting her attractive gryffindor playthings, and he wouldn't bother her about it. because at least she had her standards. and it wasn't like she was going to go sleep with them, like he did. it was funny that girls called her the slut, when really she was still a virgin. never even been kissed, probably because she wasted so much time lusting over teddy lupin.

dom was still standing in the tub, one arm extended as if she was inviting him into a house or something. a smile, fake, was stuck on her face, her eyes wide to make her look like she was happy to see him. when he declined her offer, her eyebrow twitching and her fake smile dropped a bit. not completely, because the neutral face she normally had tended to make her look mean, and he wouldn't want to hang out with her then, but she definitely did not look very happy. "so you play quidditch. what position?" she asked, curious. quidditch was one of the few things that she truly enjoyed. was he on the team?

the smile slid completely off her face at his next comment. he was just like all those girls who looked at her once and judged her. she was pretty, and she was in a good mood and offering to help someone out so she could have a bit of company. of course, that immediately translated into her being a slut. "i don't like what you are hinting at. i am not a whore." dominique was blunt. she just wanted someone to talk to, because for once she had felt sort of free. but this random guy just ruined her mood. "i was just thinking that it may be easier to get the mud of in the bath, rather than the shower. plus, this tub is the size of a small swimming pool. it's not like i haven't gone in a pool with strangers before."