Hogwarts. A wizarding school world renowned for it's excellent academics, outstanding teachers, perfect students, and of course Dumbledore. Our parents send us here for all of those reasons, and also because it's where they went when they were our age. But we know better than that. We're not that naïve, at least not since, like, halfway through first year when reality hit us. Hogwarts is a place for gossip, backstabbing, staring at that guy you've liked since second year when puberty hit, then getting drunk with that guy at a seventh year party and wind up having sex together. Sometimes that can end up in some Godric's, Rowena's, and maybe even Helga's and Salazar's, which is what we call babies depending on who the fathers are. But usually us students are pretty safe. Hogwarts is also for fighting with your best friend, then making out (and maybe more) with her boyfriend or crush or whatever and not telling her, then becoming friends two days later and keeping it a secret until she finds out, because she will eventually. Hogwarts is also a hell of a lot of fun, thanks to my best friends, James Potter, Sirius Black and Remus Lupin, plus myself, Ms. Eleri (El-Er-Ee) Trueblood, the one and only. My last name's actually very ironic, since I'm actually a half blood, with a muggleborn mother and a muggle father. James, Sirius and Remus are pretty much the trouble makers of Hogwarts, and I'm the 'innocent' one who gets them out of everything. I'm anything but innocent, but since I'm one of the best students in the school and one of the least likely to get in trouble (or at least to get caught), teacher's think of me as a role model, and everybody's too scared of James and Sirius to tell the teachers the truth.

"Eleri Elliana Emberlynn Evangeline Trueblood!" Sirius yelled. My full name, ugh, I don't like it all together but the names are kind of cool. Basically, after finding my first name, my parents decided they'd see how many odd E names they could find. "We're starting without you." Oh no they're not! We're playing muggle strip poker, and I know they're all expecting to get me out of my clothes, but what they don't know is that I'm awesome at poker. And the bet's that whoever loses has to run around in nothing, which they'll already have on because they lost.

"I'm coming, I'm coming!" I booted it all the way down the stairs, then all the way up to the boys dorms. What? You didn't expect us to play strip poker in the middle of the common room, did you? Puh-lease! The girls definitely don't need any more reasons to fall in love with my boys, and those boys aren't seeing any bit of me.

"Finally." James said from his bed, where he was sprawled out clearly not ready for Poker.

"Shut up, lazy ass, and get off your bed."

"Shut up, L."

"Shut up, James."

"Shut up, both of you!" Remus said.

"Sorry, Remmy, I forgot about you." I went over to hug him, but he just pushed me away. Stupid werewolf. Oh yeah, he's a werewolf. Sirius, James and I are animagus' as well, to help with his transformations. Sirius is a shaggy black dog, James is a stag, and I'm a fox.

"Okay, okay. Let's get this game started." Sirius said, pushing his shaggy black (get it, his hair didn't change, because I guess his hair has something to do with his personality or something) hair out of his stormy grey eyes that most girls drool over but I simply acknowledge.

"Right." Remus said. Since Remus was the second half-blood of our group and I 'had absolutely no idea how to play poker,' he was dealer for the first few rounds. He handed out chips (however many chips you put in is how many pieces of clothing you have to take off if you lose) to everybody, dealt the cards, and the game began. James put in one chip, so we all did. You don't need to know the whole thing, but at the last round it was me and Sirius left. Sirius was wearing just his boxers and I had on everything up until my underwear, skirt and my bra, minus my shirt and my shoes and socks. We were pretty close, but I think I had him: I had a Royal Flush. I couldn't tell what he had, so I put on my poker face and waited for him to put something in. He put in two, then I put in two, and he thought he had me. He was thinking that I would've raised if I'd had a better hand. He raised the bet, five more chips in the pot. I put mine in, and he flipped his cards over. Four nines, not bad. I sighed, then flipped over mine and smirked at him.

"Tough luck, Paddy." I said, walking over and patting him on the shoulder. "You know the bet."

"You cheated! You tricked me!"

"Aww, please. It's poker, Sirius. It's all about fake outs."

"Fine. Rematch."

"Uh, no. James went off to find Evans, like, ten minutes ago, and Remus went to the library. It'd be just you and me."

"Exactly. Shorter game, higher stakes."

"No, Sirius. You're just being ridiculous."

"No, I'm not, Eleri."

"Seriously, Sirius." Oh my god. I actually just said that.

"Don't make fun of me."

"I'm not making fun of you, Sirius. We can call off the bet, but I'm not sorry I won."

"I'm not a baby, I'll go through with the bet."

"Whatever, Sirius."

"I have a better idea, though, Eleri. Just to make me feel better, you have get down to the same amount I have on."

"I'm not taking off my pants and bra just to make you feel better, because I know it will." I half-teased him.

"Please, just do it. It's not like I'm some creepy guy."

"Ugh, fine. But if you tell anybody, especially James and Remus, about this…"

"Yeah, yeah."

"Okay." I took off my pants, then my bra, and let them both drop to the ground. "Happy now?" He was just staring at me. "Oh, god, Sirius. You're not even in dog form, stop drooling."

"I'm not drooling!" He protested.

"Yeah, you were a little bit. Whatever, it's fine, it's over now, we can both get dressed."

"I'm not getting dressed, this is how I sleep."

"Oh, shit. It's night time."

"Yeah, so?"

"Evans'll kill me if she sees me come in late. Can I just bunk with you?"

"Where are you going to sleep? All the beds in here are taken. Remus and James just aren't here yet, but I'm sure they wouldn't be too happy if they came back to a full bed. Unless of course you were still wearing that." I looked down, realized I hadn't gotten redressed, and put my bra back on.

"I'll just sleep with you." He raised one eyebrow. "Not like that, you pervert. Just two people, sharing one bed and SLEEPING."

"With you dressed like that?"

"Well, I'll need to borrow a shirt, and my bra's coming off because I can't sleep in that, but, essentially, yes."

"Alright. I'll close my eyes if you want to change."

"Come on, Sirius, you've already seen pretty much everything."

"Oh, right." He threw me a shirt, which I put on after taking off my bra again for the second time that night. He crawled into his bed and I followed after him, leaving my clothes in a pile under his bed and making sure I got enough room. He threw one arm over me and pulled me in close to him, which I thought about protesting to before realizing I was comfortable like that. So we fell asleep, exactly like that.