Who: Neville and OTA
Where: Indoor waterpark!
What: Going for a swim
When: Late morning, early afternoon
Rating: PG is safe



Neville had actually just given up on trying to figure this place out, and trying to get the hell off this ship. If his brain had brought him here ( because a part of him was sure he was probably in a coma at St. Mungo's next to his parents ), then he would simply enjoy it as it came. Besides, what was the worst that could happen, right?

After exploring one afternoon, he had stumbled upon a waterpark, and that looked like so much fun that he simply had to go to his room and change into some swimming apparel. Lucky for him, there was some in his trunk. On his way out, he looked at the mirror in his room, not bad. Neville had never been fat, but he had always been chubby, and after school he lost most of his baby weight while in Auror training. It was a fair trade off, actually. Fifty pounds of chubbs were gone, and twenty pounds of muscle were added. And really, Neville liked himself a lot more now. He was confident. Still a little shy, but confident, and comfortable in his own skin.

Once he reached the correct deck, he was excited to go swimming. After some consideration, he decided to start small and work his way up to the bigger slides.