“So, who are they?”


The brother sighed thoughtfully. “The Vs.”

“They’ve got everything going for them,” he added. “Gorgeous looks, money, popularity, the fact that every girl wants to be one of them and that every boy wants them. Basically, if you’re in with the Vs, you’re set for life.”

It was common knowledge that the Studs and the Marauders completely loathed each other to the core. They tied for most popular and sought after guys of the school. There was always an enmity between the two bands of boys, but nothing divided them more than their desire for the Vs.

Both teams competed for the affection of the girls, and both were not opt for losing.

Victoire, all clad in her fabulous couture, stepped away from the full length mirror and positioned herself next to the rack of clothes that Juliano tastefully put together for the exclusive Brighton birthday masquerade.


“Let’s break some hearts.”

“….In breaking news, Source-ery is here to give you the exclusive, juicy details of the biggest night of the century gone downhill...."

“I wonder what…what’s really happening.” Gemma ruminated on, speculating the same questions as everyone else.


“Don’t worry your pretty little head. We’ll find out eventually,” he smirked confidently. “There is no such thing as privacy in Hogwarts.”

Did that mean that she was falling for Adam? He was devilishly dashing, sweet, perfect. A guy she wanted to be with.


But what about Johnny?