Who: Heidi Macavoy and Tracey Davis, Megan Jones
What: Train ride to Hogwarts to start their 7th year!
When: Wednesday, September 1
Where: Outside the Great Hall, Heidi's Dorm, Hufflepuff Common Room
Rating: NC-17

Tracey felt sick to her stomach. She felt guilty and afraid and disgusted. The speech that Snape had given left her feeling like there was no hope to be had even at Hogwarts. The school had always been a safe place. Now, it was anything but. What had she done? Heidi could have applied for some sort of dispensation to play Quidditch, she was sure. With her parents' influence, she likely would have even gotten it. Now, she was stuck at Hogwarts with her.

With a sad expression, she glanced across the sea of students to try and find Heidi where she was exiting with her fellow Hufflepuffs. Even seeing her would make her feel better. That made her feel even more guilty that she was taking such strength from Heidi when it was clear she shouldn't be there.

Plus, there was the matter of her father...

Tracey hadn't really had anything to do with any Death Eaters, past or present. She knew so little about her father but she was of the firm belief that at the time of his death, he wasn't very popular, at minimum, with his fellow Death Eaters. How would they react to her now that so many of them were staff at the school?

Just then, the Carrows walked by. Their presence made her skin crawl then she got...that look. It was like the loathed her. Tracey turned away and looked for Heidi. Spotting her, despite it all, a smile came to her face.

She quickly fled her fellow Slytherins for the safety of the Hufflepuffs who had treated her like one of their own. As she stepped, a foot connected with her. Tripping, she went to the floor in a rather spectacular fashion.

Around her, the Slytherins laughed and pointed and had more than a few disparaging words and slurs for her. A lump rose in her throat as she tried to get to her feet.

Who: Megan Jones and Parvati Patil
What: Hufflepuff victory party!
When: Friday. January 14th. Year 6
Where: Hufflepuff Common Room
Rating: Who knows? NC-17 if Megs gets her way!
Notes: Not part of the normal PSL. A new thread with an old friend from NN. Wooo!

Megan loved parties. They were always so fab. Hufflepuff, hardly a Quidditch powerhouse, had actually beat Slytherin. Not that she was a huge fan but it was great to see her house do well. Besides, it was a great excuse for a party. And Megan loved parties…

With a little help from a friend, she had brought a bottle of Firewhiskey into the party. She had spiked the punch and it was nearly flammable by the time she was done. Taking a huge cup for herself, Megan drank it as she wandered around.

She made her way over to dance with the girls near the huge window that overlooked the snow covered ground. Of course, there weren’t many boys dancing with them yet. There hadn’t been enough alcohol.

Megan had chosen her outfit carefully. She wore a pair of jeans that were a little too tight since they were from the year before. The tight denim showed off her curves and her round, full arse. She already noticed a few people checking her out including Zacharias Smith. Interesting…

The rest of her outfit consisted of a tight Led Zepplin t-shirt that was tied in a small knot at her tummy, her Hufflepuff scarf that hung loosely around her neck and her beat up trainers that had certainly seen better days. Megan wore a bit of dark eye make up and her hair was up in pigtails.

Taking a break from dancing, she looked around. There were…a lot of other students at the party. A lot of Ravenclaws and a few Gryffindors. She asked Heidi Macavoy, their Quidditch captain, about it. It seemed Hufflepuff’s victory really helped Ravenclaw in their quest for the cup. So it seemed they were anxious to celebrate too!

Megan found out from Heidi as well that there was a game planned already for when people were deeper in their cups. It was one of Megan’s favorites too! She asked her friend, a girl after her own heart, to make sure she got paired with someone fun.

Seeing a few Ravenclaws gathered, she walked over, waving as she did. It was time to look for prospects. After all, she had really overfished the pond that was Hufflepuff.

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: Megan Jones and Hannah Abbott
What: The big date!
When: February 14th, Sunday 9:00pm
Where: Astronomy Tower
Rating: PG, for now

Megan had been on pins and needles all week. She had decided, as she held hands with Hannah, the weekend before in Hogsmeade that she was going to try and give Hannah her dream date. That was easier said than done, it turned out, but with a lot of effort Megan thought that she had succeeded.

Right after their date Megan had asked Hannah out for another proper date the next weekend but had been very light on the details. Just before lunch, Megan had left Hannah a note telling her to meet Megan in the Astronomy Tower at nine sharp.

Megan was there, quite early, had set everything up and then began to pace as she waited for Hannah to arrive. She was dressed a bit uncharacteristically. Megan wore a light, medium length dress that was red and gauzy with purple and white flowers on it. Her feet were covered in strappy sandals and her hair was down over her shoulders. She ever wore make up and was careful not to make her eyes too dark.

In the tower was a pile of blankets and pillows near the balcony. There were trays and trays of snacks and drinks that she’d procured from the House Elves. Clearly, they had gotten carried away as twenty people couldn’t have eaten everything that was there.

The food ranged from pies, cakes and desserts to cheese and chocolate, whipped cream and even fondue. She’d gotten a bottle of wine from Claire and had set it on the table. Even a small fire burned in the fireplace she’d charmed into existence so they wouldn’t be too cold.

Megan had something very big to tell Hannah. She tried to keep her nervousness in check while she waited.

Who: Jessica Runcorn, Penny Quirke, Orla Quirke and Megan Jones.
What: Presents for Orla!
When: February 6th, Saturday. 10:00am
Where: Jessica's London flat.
Rating: PG

Unlike the last weekend, Penny was ready for Jessica's arrival hours before she was due at the house. Orla's packages were nearly wrapped and bagged up so they could be brought with them easily. Penny had been showered and dressed for hours.

It had likely been so easy to dress because they were going to a wizarding village so Penny dressed in a manner she usually did. She wore a robe of white velvet and wool with gold satin accents at the hems and cuffs. She had matching mittens and a hat since it was quite cold in Scotland in February.

Finny, picking up on her mistress anxiousness, waited dutifully nearby waiting for Jessica to arrive. She had already made an Irish Coffee for Penny but was ready to serve her in whatever way was needed.

Who: Megan Jones, Ginny Weasley, Heidi Macavoy and Tracey Davis
What: It continues to be a rough year for Tracey…
When: January 11th, Wednesday 1997. 6:45pm
Where: Hufflepuff Girl’s dorms then near the Quidditch pitch.
Rating: pg-13, for now.

Tracey came running through the halls in search of somewhere to hide. Her hands covered her nose and she choked on the disgusting fluid clogging her nose. It had run out and covered the front of her sweater and robes. Small bats of the disgusting fluid chased her down the halls.

Her state caused quite a few to point and laugh. Though none laughed harder than the Slytherins that saw her. She couldn’t go back to her house. Luckily, Megan was near Hufflepuff when she got close and she let her in so she could run up to Heidi’s room.

She hadn’t seen her girlfriend and she didn’t know whether to hope she was in her room or not when she got there. Flinging open the door, Tracey ran in and made her way to Heidi’s bed.

Who: Megan Jones and Jessica Runcorn
What: Claire and Megan had a sleepover before the start of their 5th year. Thing got a little...crazy and now Megan can’t sleep!
When: August 6th, Saturday 1995. 2:00am
Where: Living Room, Runcorn home
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: None yet.

Megan had snuck from the guest room down the living room. She hadn’t slept at all after Claire’s parents had insisted the two girls go to bed about midnight. Normally she would stay on the floor in Claire’s room but Claire’s mother had insisted Megan stay in the guest room this time. Maybe they had talked too loud and too late last time?

Sitting on the couch, Megan wore her flannel, pink pj pants and fluffy pink socks. She wore a boy’s white under tanktop with an afghan lightly hanging off her shoulders. Megan told herself she was getting a glass of water but she never really made it to the kitchen. Instead, Megan sat on the couch in the living room.

Megan and Claire had been “practicing” kissing for the list they created of boys they might want to snog when they got back to Hogwarts. However, pretty quickly, all she was thinking about her best friend. Was that weird? What was Claire thinking about? It couldn’t have been Megan, right?

She’s already had to change her knickers twice! That was a little scary. She’d gotten excited before but she’d never been…like that. What was wrong with her?

Megan stared down at a trashy gossip rag but she didn't even read it. Her mind churned, making it impossible to concentrate.

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: Megan Jones and Hannah Abbott
What: Claire has talked Megan into doing something crazy!
When: October 25th. Wednesday, 3:00pm
Where: Megan's Dorm room
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: None

Megan was ready to gnaw her own arm off by the time she got back to her dorm room. If she had ever been so randy, Megan couldn't remember the last time. Her knickers were soaked, she made the mistake of checking in her last class and regretted it because it made waiting all the more torturous.

It had begun at the beginning of the day when she found Lavender Brown staring at her. She was too shocked to even smile, unsure what she was staring at or what she wanted. Lavender looked better than she even normally did. Her make up was perfect and her smile lit up the room.

Throughout the day, Megan found that the number of smiles and glances only increased. However, she never got a chance to ask Lavender about it; even if she had managed to summon up the nerve.

Once she got back to her room, Megan had dropped her books and flopped to the bed. Her roommates were never back right after class, so she wasn't worried about them stumbling in and didn't worry about silencing her bed.

Megan drew the curtains about half way closed. Shrugging off her cloak, she whipped off her sweater and hiked her skirt up as she flopped to lie on her back. Reaching down between her legs and stroked the front of her soaked knickers.

Soon, her moans and whimpers filled the room. Megan wasn't shy and she always loved when she could let sounds of pleasure escaped her; her own cries could even serve to excite her more.

Stroking herself, erotic images came to mind in a jumble that made so sense but she didn't fight them and just allowed herself to enjoy them.

Who: Professor Elisabeth Vector and Megan Jones
What: Megan needs some extra "tutoring"
When: September 28th. Saturday, 10:00pm
Where: Professor Vector's chambers
Rating: nc-17
Warnings: None

After Elisabeth had sent her series of letters between herself and Megan, she had grown increasingly anxious and nervous. She wanted to see Megan badly, the girl quite attractive and the absolute taboo nature of her being a student, a pretty student at that, was a huge turn-on for her. Still, she was risking quite a lot to have a second round with the girl.

If Megan got caught, she would surly get in trouble for sneaking into the teacher's wing. Depending on whether or not Megan would rat Elisabeth to take her down with her, could cause the Arithmancy professor to lose her job and if Megan didn't tell but still got caught, Elisabeth would feel extremely guilty.

After dinner, Elisabeth rushed to her chambers, a modest room with a nice, comfortable, homely feel with a large wood four-poster bed with a dark blue down cover covering it with black pillows and matching wood end tables with lamps on wither side, a living area with a comfy brown leather couch and matching chair and coffee table with a bookshelf near by - next to it a medium sized desk and chair and a charmed cool cabinet where Elisabeth kept her supply of muggle and wizarding alcohol - an alcohol collection seemed to be a staple for the teachers at Hogwarts.

Dressed in muggle jeans and white blouse, Elisabeth sat waiting nervously on the couch, a muggle beer in her hand to ease the nerves, for Megan to arrive.

Megan walked up to the owlry. She was a little tired but she was incredibly randy too and wanted some relief. She had been tempted to wait until after curfew to sneak up to see Hannah. She was also tempted to see Claire, though she had been hard to find.

So, she had one more good option…

Having taken her panties that she’d worn all through Hogsmeade, she’d wrapped them in brown paper with a note:

I think these should tell you what a state you’d left me in after the other night. I think it’s your responsilbilty to help me with this…problem.

May I come to you for more tutoring?

She left it unsigned, but Megan had no doubt she would know who it was from.

Writing Professor Vector on the front of it, she sent it off with the owl.

Who: Megan Jones and Hannah Abbott
What: Hannah and Megan go on a date!
When: September 28th. Saturday, 12:30pm
Where: Hogsmeade
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: None

After the night that she had seen Claire to go to Megan's room - and spent the night, Hannah had seen Claire try and sneak out in the morning - Hannah was not too happy a camper with Megan. She knew that she and Megan had very different ideas about the dating and romance scene, but she had let herself believe that Megan had been coming around to her side of monogamy when she had agreed to a date. Well, she had thought wrong.

Initially, Hannah had been quite upset about it, pouting for most of the next day, but then she realized that one date to Megan probably didn't mean she couldn't fool around with others. So, Hannah cooled down, but still held her apprehensions towards Megan that the brunette just wanted to get in her pants. But she was willing to give Megan a chance and try and make the girl see her ways of monogamy over sleeping around. And with Hannah's still a bit hurt feelings, the blonde wasn't going to make things easy for Megan. If the girl cared, she was going to show effort.

Not being the one who would officially do the asking of a specific date, Hannah had owled Megan with a simple note that said if the brunette wanted to meet Hannah at front of The Three Broomsticks, that Hannah wouldn't be opposed to spending the day with her fellow Hufflepuff and made subtle hints as to, yes, this could in fact be considered a date.

Which brought her to the present, where she was standing in front of the inn, wearing a carefully picked out outfit. She wore a snug long sleeve polo covered by a equally snug cardigan, not hiding her body, which to be honest she was a bit self conscious about - she considered herself a bit too skinny - and a pair of jeans that did nothing to hide her slim legs and arse with a pair of sneakers. Hannah was chewing on her lip, hoping that Megan would actually come.

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: 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.

Who: Megan Jones and Hannah Abbott (And a gaggle of girls at the party)
What: Sleepeover!
When: September 20th, beginning of 6th year. Friday night, 11pm.
Where: Megan's dorm room, Hufflepuff tower
Rating: R
Warnings: None
Notes: We brought Hannah and Megan over from a dead game that never really got off the ground. For timing sake, Tracey and Heidi haven't had their "tutoring session" in potions yet though there is tension there.

Megan was pretty pleased with the party, though it hadn't gone exactly as planned. First off, no matter what they had tried, they were totally unable to find a way around the magical staircase to get a few boys in the party. Megan was not pleased by that!

Also, the very small Slytherin contingent, likely only to be her best friend Claire, hadn't arrived at all. The most likely reason was that they had been caught trying to get out of the dungeon.

It looked like Megan was doomed to go without a snog tonight! With a mild look of annoyance, she looked over to where Ginny Weasley and Heidi Macavoy were flirting, none too subtly. What the bloody hell? Weren't they broken up?

She was tempted to start a game that would involve kissing or something fun. The straight girls would be all flustered and she, Ginny and Heidi could have a little fun. It might even lead up to something more fun? A girl could hope…

Picking up her punch glass, Megan took a big sip. The punch had been spiked so the sleepover participants were all well buzzed by now. Wandering about in her thin, cotton pjs, she had made sure to use a heating charm so the girls didn't freeze to death in their pjs.

She heard a soft knock at the door. Happily, she trotted over to see who it was. She opened the door to reveal herself with her hair up in pigtails. Her pjs consisted of a pair of short shorts of light pink and blue flowers. Megan's top was a thin tank top that didn't match at all but was the warm up tank for the Hufflepuff Quidditch team; a trophy from a boy that was a past conquest before he graduated.

Who: Megan Jones and Lavender Brown
What: Megan runs into the girl both she and Claire are crushing on so bad.
Where: The staircase by the Great Hall.
When: Friday night, just after dinner.
Rating: PG
Warnings: None

If there was one thing that Megan loved about Fridays it was being able to go to dinner without having to wear her school uniform. She might have even liked that better than not having to go to class for two days!

Megan's hair hung loose over her shoulders and she had put on some dark eye make up before she came down. She wore a black hooded sweatshirt and pink babydoll Smashing Pumpkins t-shirt, trainers and tight, hip hugger jeans. She could feel the stares of some of the Slytherins at how much she looked like a Muggle, but she didn't care.

She saw Claire staring at her bum in her tight jeans. She gave her best friend a sly smile, but spent dinner with her friends at the Hufflepuff table while Claire stayed with her Slytherin housemates.

Though she had no idea why, Megan had been driven to complete distraction as of late. Maybe it was her escapades with Claire? That was certainly possible. Maybe it was the tension with Hannah? That could be it too. Plus, was she crazy or did all the girls seem to be giving each other looks lately? After all, Megan had put on make up to come to dinner! She hadn’t even done that at her boy-craziest when they were still at Hogwarts!

Finishing dinner, she decided to skip dessert. She had been bad lately! Heading out of the Great Hall, she made her way to the stairs. Distracted by something that sounded really naughty that a group of fourth years said, Megan bumped into someone lightly.

"Oh sorry," she said, turning around. "I thought…" She trailed off as she saw Lavender Brown was the person she'd bumped into. Lavender stood there in all her blonde beauty and Megan smiled a bit awkwardly. "Sorry."

Who: Megan Jones and Lavender Brown
What: Megan runs into the girl both she and Claire are crushing on so bad.
Where: The staircase by the Great Hall.
When: Friday night, just after dinner.
Rating: PG
Warnings: None

If there was one thing that Megan loved about Fridays it was being able to go to dinner without having to wear her school uniform. She might have even liked that better than not having to go to class for two days!

Megan's hair hung loose over her shoulders and she had put on some dark eye make up before she came down. She wore a black hooded sweatshirt and pink babydoll Smashing Pumpkins t-shirt, trainers and tight, hip hugger jeans. She could feel the stares of some of the Slytherins at how much she looked like a Muggle, but she didn't care.

She saw Claire staring at her bum in her tight jeans. She gave her best friend a sly smile, but spent dinner with her friends at the Hufflepuff table while Claire stayed with her Slytherin housemates.

Though she had no idea why, Megan had been driven to complete distraction as of late. Maybe it was her escapades with Claire? That was certainly possible. Maybe it was the tension with Hannah? That could be it too. Plus, was she crazy or did all the girls seem to be giving each other looks lately? After all, Megan had put on make up to come to dinner! She hadn’t even done that at her boy-craziest when they were still at Hogwarts!

Finishing dinner, she decided to skip dessert. She had been bad lately! Heading out of the Great Hall, she made her way to the stairs. Distracted by something that sounded really naughty that a group of fourth years said, Megan bumped into someone lightly.

"Oh sorry," she said, turning around. "I thought…" She trailed off as she saw Lavender Brown was the person she'd bumped into. Lavender stood there in all her blonde beauty and Megan smiled a bit awkwardly. "Sorry."