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A/N: A more modern tale…

A Dangerous Game

Introductions (set in 1944)

"Oh come on Serena, it's going to be so much fun!" Serena turned to look at her friend Heather.

"Seriously Serena, I want to do it!" Serena looked at Eve and a mischievous smile played on her face. She feigning being upset let out an exasperated sigh.

"Fine! We'll do it!" She said, causing the other two girls to erupt into screams of delight. "Damn it you guys, we better not get in trouble this time!" She said, still smiling. They knew she'd give in, she always did. Even if she wasn't that much into it, she couldn't leave her two girlfriends to break the rules by themselves.

"Thank you Serena!" Eve said, scooting across the seat to hug me. Heather joined the hug, and she had to playfully push them away before she suffocated.

"This year is going to be so awesome you guys!" Heather giggled.

"It really is," Serena agreed. The girls sat chattering there in the cabin, only pausing to buy some candy off the trolley. After littering their cabin with candy wrappers, they decided to send Serena off to find out how far they were away from Hogwarts.

Serena left the compartment, shutting the door carefully behind her. Eve and Heather made faces at her out of the window of the compartment, and Serena stuck out her tongue quickly and then winked before going off to find a prefect or someone who would know how far along they were. She walked past cabin after cabin, passing a few sixth and seventh years on the way. She had asked them if they knew how close they were, but they all had just shrugged, leaving her annoyed and answer-less. She turned to continue on her way when she noticed that Riddle prat coming down the aisle.

Finally! He'd know how far they were.

"Tom!" She shouted, walking over to him. He stopped, and looked up annoyed.

"Yes?" He asked sharply.

"Do you happen to know how far along we are?" She asked him. His obvious irritation made Serena quite uncomfortable.

"We'll be there in about an hour. You might want to think about changing too, your showing your stomach a bit." He said in response. Serena looked down and saw a small sliver of her small, toned stomach showing from underneath her tight yellow shirt. Her hazel eyes fluttered back up to look at Tom with an expression that basically said its-barley-showing, and why-the-fuck-do-you-care.

"Do you have a problem Miss Haesley?" He asked her.

"It's hardly showing!"

"In case you haven't noticed," He said, indicating to the shiny silver prefect badge on his chest, "I'm a prefect this year so it might be better for you not to argue with me when I tell you to do something." He said, turning away to continue walking.

Serena opened her mouth, still in shock. Normally she would have made a comment as to how kinky that sounded, but right now she realized what she was going to have to deal with if they were going to have any midnight ventures this year.

Tom looked around, "Make sure you change your top Miss Haesley."

Pulling down her shirt, she made her way back, fighting the movement of the train. Stuck up prick.

"He's a prefect!" Heather asked. "That pretentious asshole?"

"I can't believe he wanted you to change your top! Who says that? Who cares?" Eve asked. Serena had just returned and told them what happened.

"Obviously he does. What is wrong with him? Any normal guy would not have even noticed and if he did, he sure wouldn't have minded." Serena said, still slightly miffed.

"No seriously, that's just weird." Heather said.

"It's going to suck this year if with him in charge. We need to avoid him as much as possible." She said.

"Yeah, we wouldn't want him to get us in trouble for wearing too little clothes." Eve said in a funny accent. "I can't believe he yelled at my bitch!"

"It'd be really funny if you went out to talk to him in your bra, just to piss him off." Serena said, smiling softly at the thought.

"You know what, that's a good idea." Eve said, standing up. She took off her shirt and left the compartment. Heather and Serena opened their mouths.

"What the fuck is she doing?" Heather cried, as they both ran after her.

Eve ran down the corridor in her bra and jeans until she found Tom on the other end of the train. He looked at her in shock. She stopped and placed her hands on her hips, sticking out her chest as far as it would go. Her fair skin was growing steadily redder but that did nothing to dim her pride.

"I'm sorry, is something wrong?" She asked him so matter-of-factly Serena and Heather, who had just caught up with her, burst out laughing. Eve started laughing too when they collapsed into her, clawing at her to come back to the cabin. Tom seemed at a loss for words. Serena and Heather threw Eve's shirt back on her and led her back to the cabin.

"5 points will be deducted from Gryffindor for this inappropriate behavior." Tom called after them, but they didn't seem to hear him over their laughter.

"Fuck Eve! I love you!" Serena said hugging her. Eve just continued walking, smiling and bright red.

They arrived at Hogwarts later that evening, the three girls still occasionally giggling about it.

It took only two weeks for Serena to decide that school officially sucks. The amount of homework this year was ridiculous and the teachers were becoming much stricter. Serena was so tired in the evenings that she and her girls hadn't even had their midnight drinking party yet! It was a tradition that Serena was determined to continue.

The people hadn't really changed this year, which she guessed was a good thing. The teachers still loved her, the students still adored her and she and her girls still got called whores. It happened every year and it didn't matter that they really didn't do that much with guys, they were really only teases. No one cared though, once you were labeled as a slut it was hard to change it around. And Serena and them didn't honestly care that much.

But, for the most part people liked her. It was hard not to though. She was sweet, smart, powerful, gorgeous, tall, skinny, and a pureblood. It didn't help either that her friends Eve and Heather were beautiful too.

After the third week of school, Serena talked with her girlfriends and decided enough was enough and they had been sober for too long. It was time for their midnight party.