Who: Jessica Runcorn, Jules Abernath and Penelope Clearwater
What: Jessica gets a surprise visitor to help her ring in the New Year!
When: December 31st, 1996. 10:30pm
Where: Ritz Carlton, London
Rating: PG, for now

A letter had arrived by owl for Jessica a few days before New Year’s Eve.

Jessica, my dear,

It has been far too long since we’ve last seen each other. I hear you are making quite a name for yourself at the ministry. Congratulations are in order as are celebrations. I would love to see you.

I have plans on New Year’s Eve but how would you feel about getting together New Year’s Day for lunch and an evening out on the town?

I have a room at the Ritz Carlton booked that I can not use. How about you use it and enjoy all the amenities you desire and we can meet in the morning?

I won’t take no for an answer!

Your friend,

Penny

When arriving at the Ritz, Jessica would find the penthouse reserved in her name. The room, richly appointed and with lots of snacks and drinks of all type. The concierge is available for anything she desires for the night.

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: 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: 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.