Who: Megan Jones and Claire Runcorn
What: Megan needs her best friend.
When: April 15th. Thursday. 9pm
Where: Slytherin dorm. Claire's room.
Rating: PG-13 for sex talk!

Megan had felt a lot of stress lately. Things with Hannah were good but her girlfriend had shut herself away in her room and only left it to eat and to go to class. Megan had been trying everything she could think of to help Hannah with the loss of her mother but nothing seemed to work. It was impossible to get her out and they would kiss and cuddle a little but Megan was far too gun shy to try and do anything else. Not an easy feat for Megan…

Hannah had a lot of homework to do that night and Prefect duties she was behind on. It made Megan feel a little better that Hannah seemed to still be interested in trying to be Head Girl the next year but she didn't let her hopes to too high.

She told Hannah that she would just spend time hanging out in Hufflepuff and just do her homework and such. She felt bad about lying but she didn't want Hannah to feel worse than she already felt. She'd always planned to go and spend time with her best friend.

It had taken more to convince Claire's roommate than she would have suspected but eventually Megan managed to convince Sara to let her into Slytherin so she could sneak up to the room she shared with Claire.

Walking inside, she didn't immediately see Claire. Was she in the loo? Megan hoped that she was because she wouldn't know what to do if Claire was planning to come back to her room!

In her pjs, flannel bottoms, a tight tank top with a Care Bear on the front of it and slippers, Megan pulled off the cloak she'd used to keep warm and hide her identity and hung it over the chair before flopping onto Claire's bed.

Dejectedly, she sighed. She tired not to get down, there was never any good that came from it, but she was losing that battle.

Megan tried to concentrate on the fun she'd have with her best friend. She really needed to have fun with Claire. If there was anyone who could get her out of her funk, it was Claire!

Who: Claire Runcorn and Audrey Kyle
What: Audrey has been trying to get Claire's attention
When: Thursday, February 4, 1997. 5pm.
Where: Near the lake.
Rating: PG-13 for now.

Claire sat up against a large tree that was near the edge of the vast lake that covered the Hogwarts grounds. Her long legs were crossed in front of her and she was busy lighting up her fag with a muggle zippo lighter before inhaling the smoke and exhaling it slowly.

She was wearing her school uniform, but as always with her own flair. Her skirt just a bit too short, her blouse untucked and messy, tie loose and a few necklaces dangling around her neck. She wore a thermal gray long sleeve shirt underneath her blouse and her shoes were green chucks. It was freezing, but she didn't care.

Jessica had just sent her a letter detailing her new year's eve. Imagine Claire's surprise when she discovered that the call girl that her sister's friend had given her was none other than Julia. She knew it was a possibility and she didn't think she would care this much, but somehow she did. Taking another drag of her cigarette, she sighed as she blew the smoke out.

Who: Claire Runcorn and Julia Abernath
What: Julia wants to see Claire again and hopes to entice her…
When: January 12th, 11:55 PM (A week after the Slytherin Party)
Where: Antechamber off the Great Hall.
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Games aplenty!

Julia had to do a bit of…creative maneuvering to get a message into Slytherin undetected so it could be left on Claire's pillow. A small parchment was folded into a star. Next to it was a small box of fine, expensive chocolates.

The note she left had read:

Claire,

Come to the Great Hall's antechamber tonight at midnight. The door will be unlocked and I am certain we will not be disturbed. Dress as you like, I am sure you will arrive in something exquisite.

Julia

Dressed in slinky, black cocktail dress that had a distinctly Muggle flare, her black stiletto heals clicked as she paced lightly back and forth. She had arrived there about thirty minutes before to make sure that everything was ready.

Her small purse was hidden behind a vase on the mantle and an enchanted crystal orb sat near that. The orb wasn't normally there but she hoped that Claire, likely having not been in the antechamber since her first year, would notice that.

It had taken a lot of work to acquire the key for the antechamber, which Julia had finally managed to do the year before. It was quite a tale; not that anyone beside her friend Penny knew it.

Julia's hair was piled atop her head with a few stands hanging free. She tried not to be nervous but she was very anxious to see Claire. Things had gone so fast at the party that she hoped it hadn't soured things.

She knew it was likely hopeless but she felt drawn to Claire. Because of…her life…Jules suspected it would end badly but she couldn't give up before then. She wanted some happiness even if she suffered for it.

Pushing away the dark thoughts, Julia anxiously awaited Claire's arrival.

Who: Megan Jones and Claire Runcorn
What: Megan has the most amazing news!
When: January 6th, Friday 1997. 7:50pm
Where: Outside Slytherin Dungeon
Rating: NC-17, talk anyways.
Warnings: None yet.

Megan was fidgeting and pacing about as she waited for Claire. They had parted way after chatting briefly but that was before she was cornered by…someone else. Megan had barely been able to keep herself together due to the excitement but Claire had already left the Great Hall!

She had searched around frantically for her friend but hadn't found her. As she paced, Megan wanted to scream. She'd been pacing for almost thirty minutes and Claire had not come back.

She'd had a nice chat, briefly, with Tracey Davis. Though, mostly she just got a few verbal jabs from the snobby Slytherins which she responded with a few course swears and cockney attitude.

One of the things she loved about dinner on Fridays was that students could wear Muggle clothing. Megan wore the same outfit she had to study with Hannah. It never made it more than a couple days out of the wash before she wore it again. Her hair was down and she wore dark eye makeup but light make up other than that.

It was a good thing she wasn't wearing her tie, Megan was ready to strangle herself in frustration.

Who: Claire Runcorn and Julia Abernath
What: Claire had invited Jules to see what a real party's like.
When: October 5th, 11:30 PM
Where: The Slytherin Dungeon
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Sex, drugs and rock and roll!

Claire swayed to the rhythm of the bass-heavy music that was playing loudly through the common room of the Slytherin dungeon, which had been cleared into a large dance floor with lounge areas and a bar surrounding it. Using some complex charm, the room was bigger than usual and the lights were dim except for the flashing and dancing colored lights that came from above thanks to another charm. Snape never stopped any of the Slytherin's wild parties, nor did any of the other professors know about them.

Wearing a much shorter, all black version of her school skirt, a dark green halter top that showed a sliver of her stomach and black leather boots with an array of colorful bracelets on her wrists, Claire paid no attention to the actual person she was grinding against. By the grabby hands she could tell it was a boy. Already feeling a buzz from the firewhiskey and a dose of an illicit potion that had been passing around that had a similar effect to the muggle drug ecstasy, she kept on the look out for a certain dark haired Ravenclaw.

A Ravenclaw wasn't too uncommon at Slytherin parties. There were a few already here. As long as they had an invitation, it was fine. Claire had been sure to send an owl with an invitation to Julia that entailed the time and password into the dungeon. She hoped the girl would show. If not she would have to dettle for some duller person to occupy her time with.

Who: Claire Runcorn and Julia Abernath
What: Claire is snooping about when she run across someone out when she shouldn’t be…
When: September 28th. Saturday, 11:00pm
Where: Great Hall, to start
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: None

Julia strode through the doors leading into Hogwarts with her chin held high. Filch descended on her immediately full of accusations and threats of punishment. Calmly, she withdrew an elegant scroll case and held it out to him.

As if bored, she looked around the Great Hall paying attention to everything but the Caretaker. She was in elegant velvet robes of midnight blue with jewelry befitting a rich, adult witch in diamonds, sapphires and white gold. Her hair was piled atop her head and styled. The neck line of her robe plunged to reveal the swell of her breast with a simple necklace that hung there, glittering in the torch light.

Filch muttered something in comprehensible before limping off in the direction of second floor staircase. Taking back her scroll, Julia put it back in its case before walking towards the Ravenclaw Tower. Her stiletto heals clicked loudly on the stone and echoed in the still night air…

Who: Megan Jones and Claire Runcorn
What: Claire has to tell Megs about the dish she has on Professor Vector. And the girl's who has caught the Slytherin's eye.
When: September 22, 11pm well past curfew.
Where: Hufflepuff tower. Megan's room.
Rating: Pg-13.
Warnings.: None.
Note: Part of the Tracey/Heidi main SL.

After spending a bit of time thinking of her next plan of action concerning her new found interest, Julia Abernath, Claire decided she should probably leave the owlry and tell Megan all the news she had discovered. Never one to be afraid of being caught after curfew, Claire had become a master at avoiding prefects and wandering professors.

Rounding the corner, Claire almost ran smack into none other than Hannah Abbott. The girl looked at her with a bit of shock, clearly not expecting her on her way back to her room after she had finished patrolling.

"Claire." Hannah said, trying to regain her thoughts. "What are you doing out so late?"

"Just thinking." Claire shrugged honestly. Thinking back to the conversation she had Megan had had about the slim blonde in front of her, Claire grinned, now looking at her in a new, innocent, hot light. No, no, she's Megs girl... "Heeeey, Hannah, can you do me a huge favor? You'd be doing Megan one too." she knew Mentioning Megan would get her somewhere.

Hannah blushed at the mention of Megan but still tried to keep some authority. "I should be giving you detention and taking points from your house...but what do you need?" she sighed.

Claire chuckled. "If it makes you feel better you can take away some points from Slytherin." Claire didn't care about the house cup. "You were going back to Hufflepuff to turn in, right? Can I go with you to speak to Megan about something? It's really important."

Sighing, Hannah was just a nice enough person to give in to Claire's charming grin. "Sure, Come on. And twenty points from Slytherin." Hannah said as she began walking. Her mind worrying and getting jealous at Claire's late-night call to Megan where they could be doing Merlin knows what.

Arriving at the towed, Claire followed Hannah in and bid her goodnight as she headed to her private prefect's room and Claire headed to Megan and Susan's room. Sneaking in the room, Claire appreciated that Susan slept like a rock. Slinking over to Megan's bed, Claire slipped off her shoes and climbed in behind the sleeping girl. "Megs, wake up." she whispered, adding a few pokes to the side when there was little answer. "I have important things to tell you."

Since her meeting with Julia, Claire was more awake than ever.

Who: Julia Abernath and Claire Runcorn
What: A chance meeting and a bit of info about one illustrious teacher…
When: September 22, 7pm after dinner.
Where: The Owlry
Rating: Pg, for now.
Wanings.: None yet, but sure to be some innuendo
Note: Part of the Tracey/Heidi main SL. Some new chars showing up. ;)

Julia moved up the stairs to the Owlry in her perfectly pressed black, Gucci slacks, white angora weather and matching gray shawl. His hair hung down over her shoulders but was perfectly styled.

She had needed to vacate her room in order to write a note to her friend. Sadly, the Owlry was hardly the best location but she was running out of time. She would have done it after curfew but if she had gotten caught it would have been so much worse.

So, here she was, penning a note to her friend on behalf of another. She just needed to be careful. Luckily, the room was empty and the only noise was the gentle hoot of owls ready to carry away her message.

Taking out a piece of parchment, she walked over to the table that sat off to the side. There was a quill and ink there to write names on scrolls and such. However, there was no reason that Jules couldn’t use it to write a whole letter.

Leaning over, since there was no chair, her perfectly tailored slacks were pulled tightly over the gentle curves. Picking up the pen, Julia began to pen a note. The autumn winds were blowing loudly covering the approaching footsteps from behind her.

Over her shoulder, could be read pieces of the letter she was writing:

Dear Penny,

You have certainly made an impression the last few times you’ve gotten to spend time with her.

…………. Don’t think I am surprised, I know that anyone in their right mind would adore you…………………..

……………seems that you have a knack………….

………….Professor Vector, what is her first name anyways, is anxious to see you again. She wishes to ……………..

…………….Be sure to tell me how it goes…………..

Yours,

Jules.

Rolling up the scroll, she wrote Pen on the front but whatever the rest of the name was covered by her hand. She casting a sealing charm, using her wand, and a wax seal with the Ravenclaw shield appeared in the wax.

Thinking she heard something, she turned as she walked over to the owls. Luckily, her wand was still in her hand and she would be ready with a memory charm if the person gave any indication they had read anything in the letter or had even seen who it was addressed to.

Who: Megan Jones and Claire Runcorn
What: Megan needs to talk to her best friend…
When: September 21th, beginning of 6th year. Saturday morning, 10am.
Where: The Owlry
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: None

Megan was ready to gnaw her own arm off! She hadn't been so randy in her entire life. She had slept next to Hannah, if you could call it sleeping, and had to fight with herself constantly not to molest her friend in her sleep. Even once she had sobered up, it wasn't easy!

Since then she hadn't had a minute alone. Everyone from the sleepover went to breakfast together. It seemed that "what happened at the sleepover, stayed at the sleepover" because no one discussed what had happened the night before.

Ginny and Heidi were…strangely tense around each other but Megan hadn't had a chance to find out why. Not that it was a high priority, because what she really wanted to do was sneak off to the loo to get some relief!

It was not to be. Fate seemed to be conspiring against her because she couldn't get a minutes piece. She had looked for Claire at breakfast but didn't see her. Probably for the best, she didn't need Hannah getting jealous again.

Walking to the Owlry, she knew of a way to find Claire quick. Looking around, after having selected and owl, she reached under her skirt and took off her drenched panties and wrapped them in brown paper. They had been so wet that she saw tiny strings off arousal drawn away when she took them off. Megan groaned pitifully at the sight and sensation.

Taking a slip of parchment, she penned a quick note. We need to talk! After slipping the note inside, Megan wrote Claire Runcorn on the front of the package. Handing it to an owl, she saw the bird take off immediately and fly toward the lake.