Who: Fay Dunbar, Tracey Davis, Pansy Parkinson, Sadie Baldock, any other Slytherin girls that might be in with this particular group
What: Tasty treats. Just gorgeous things, darling.
When: Not long after
Fay's entry blew the hell up.
Where: Down by the edge of the forest.
Rating/Warnings: PGR? For exclaiming over pictures of men who aren't wearing very much, and also probably saying some mean and nasty things about their classmates.
Open/Closed: Closed, unless you think you're a member of the aforementioned group.
Fay rummaged in her truck for her "tasty treats" and arranged them in a shoulder bag. It was interesting to her that she'd managed to last a whole day and a bit before she'd needed to storm out of the dorm and find her friends. Normally she took one look at Granger and had to stalk out, nose in the air.
Perhaps this meant she was maturing. Her mother would be so proud.
At any rate, the idea of spending an afternoon out in the fresh air with people who weren't horrible was enough to put a spring in her step as she left the tower, flipping the bird at anyone who was in the common room and saw her leave.
Once she got to the edge of the forest she set out a blanket and charmed some cushions from their magically reduced size, back to big enough to sit on.