loco loco ((open))

Victoire was lying on the beach, and she ended up falling asleep. She had grown mushrooms on the edges of her beach towel, and she started to doze off mid-book as she stayed up far too late the previous night. It was a good thing she didn't have any pressing assignments to worry about, but it wasn't as if she was in the right mind to deal with it as a result of all the Weasley family festivities the past few weeks.

She eased out of her slumber as she felt something trickle on her nose. Twitching slightly, Victoire tried to see what was on her face. That wasn't working... Shaking off the book she was reading, a shriek escaped out of her when she noticed it was a hermit crab in a very tacky shell. The fact that a crab on her didn't bother her at all. "AHHHHHHHHH!" The shell just happened to have a shoddily-painted dark mark on it.

Pulling out her wand, she was ready to obliterate it. "Death Eater crab! Death Eater crab! Bad crab!"