Hope you guys enjoy the new chapter!

If you check my main page you can see which stories I am working on, or at least the ones I'm supposed to be working on. I tried my best finding all the spelling, and grammar errors.

Enjoy!

Party Time

I couldn't believe what I had just heard. Surely there was some kind of mistake.

"W-what did you say?"

"What I want, in exchange for my help, is you." His eyes shone with amusement. "It's true the Lestrange group is a smaller branch of ours, but it'll still be a hassle and requires some footwork on my end to get your friend off the hook. For my troubles I need something of equal value."

Though it didn't make any sense how the two were equivalent I humored the idea with a question. "So...Then you mean...As, like, a girlfri-?"

"You'll become my slave."

"Your slave." I repeated slowly. Gradually the words registered and I rose onto my knees, and slammed my hands on the table. "S-slave!?"

"Yes." He answered so simply, as if he was having a normal conversation. I studied his face to find the joke but he was being completely serious.

"Th-that's crazy! No way!" I declined fervently.

He raised a brow, "Oh? I thought you wanted to help your friend."

Of course I wanted to help Kat, but asking me to become a slave in exchange wasn't fair. I stared at the table as my determination began to falter. Was this really the only way? There is no way that Kat will be able to pay that much money, and with the interest on it, it'll pass a million in no time. I glanced at Tom only to see him watching me. Just what was he thinking? Why had he taken such an intense interest in me? Thinking about it now this all started because he approached me. How did it come to this?

"What do you mean by...By slave?" I whispered the question, dreading the answer I would soon be forced to give.

"Just what it sounds like. You will be the slave and I-" He reached across the table and tucked a strand of hair behind my ear, "-will be the master."

I blushed from the unexpected contact, staring wide eyed at his face.

"When we are alone you will call me as such, and you will follow my every order." Perhaps sensing my worries he continued, "I will not force you for sex, have you perform for me, nor will I claim your lips." He then chuckled, "Unless, of course, you desire me to."

I blushed deeply and quickly shook my head.

"If you choose not to obey my orders there will be consequences. You don't have to worry too much, I'm a lenient master, and if you're a good girl I may just reward you."

Despite myself my heart beat quickened just thinking about it. What kind of reward was it? What kind of punishment?

"Are you excited already?" His eyes narrowed as he teased me.

"I'm not excited!"

He didn't appear to buy my words, but left them alone. "If you have anything to add? Speak now."

Something to add? Like what? While calming myself down from his sudden attack, I contemplated his question. It surprised me that he asked. It was as if we were negotiating a contract. After some time I thought of two conditions. "Ok, there are two conditions. First, you can't do anything at school. Secondly, if at any point I feel it's too much, and I say 'stop', you have to no matter what."

"Then in exchange for your first condition, you must give me your Sundays." He smirked, "If not for this you would just continue to run, would you not?"

He wasn't wrong.

"How long do I have to stay?"

"As long as I want."

"And how long is this contract?"

He shrugged, "Until I get bored."

It was strange how things came to this. It all started with just an English project, and now I was his slave.

'But if this will help Kat then I don't have any choice. Dad said that he may not be able to help, but Tom said he could. This is the best option. If this is the price for getting rid of Kat's debt, then I'll gladly do it.'

Finally I met Tom's eyes, determination firmly set in mine and said, "Alright, deal."

Monday

Today, when Kat and Mary joined us on the subway, Kat was smiling widely and seemed excited. She could hardly contain herself as she told us how she received a call telling her the debt was cleared. Kat didn't seem to care how this happened, but was relived that she didn't have to pay any more. What was even better was that her grandparents seemed to be pulling through. Though they will still be in a bit of debt from the recovery cost, it was better than owning the Mafia.

"That's great!" I smiled ecstatic. Honestly I was worried that Tom wouldn't come through, but seeing that he did I would now have to pull through on my part.

"But how is that possible?" Trent wondered. "Why would they just cancel the debt?"

Lola nodded a grim look on her face, "I agree. This doesn't sit right with me."

Kat shook her head, "Look I don't want to think about it. It's all done and done. I'm cleaning my hands of that for good." She then growled and ruffled her own hair, "I can't believe I cried like a big baby! You guys should forget that ever happened." Kat pointed an angry finger at each of us.

Mary laugh, "No way."

"Especially you!"

At this moment the train doors open and May ran out with Kat chasing her.

"I still don't like this but...I guess it's a happy ending." Lola resigned herself albeit unwilling.

I nodded, "Lets just chalk it up to luck." If they knew the real reason they would probably be angry with my choice. But seeing Kat happy again was worth it.

When we entered the classroom I couldn't help but look for Tom. He met my gaze and I mouth a thank you, before heading to my seat.

Within our group things returned to normal, but with one disaster over another one took it's place. James Potter's party. It was the talk of the school as many wondered if they would receive an invite to the illusive party. Lola, however, didn't have anything to worry about as she was one of the first few to get one. This was the topic of our conversation during lunch.

"So, which one of you will be my plus one?" She gazed at each one of us in turn. Somehow I already knew the answer.

Trent was first to speak, "I refuse to go. There is no benefit in it for me."

Lola laughed, "I suppose so. Besides you are only 15."

"Sorry, but I plan on staying at the hospital this weekend."

Mary bit her lip nervously, "I'd - uh - rather not. Not my scene."

At this everyone turned to me, and before I could say something Lola spoke, "You'll really let your best friend go to this party alone? These kinds of opportunities don't come around very often."

I wasn't convinced. Like Mary, parties weren't my thing, but through the years Lola has dragged me to so many it was almost pointless to argue. With a sigh I gave a small smile, "If you wanted me to go with you, you could have just said so."

Lola grinned and ruffled my hair, "I knew you wouldn't let me down."

"So where is this party supposed to be?"

"At his place. You guys probably don't know, but James' family is loaded. I hear they have property pretty much everywhere." Lola's eyes sparkled as she spoke about it. "Not only that, but James is a real gentleman. We have a class together on Thursday, and he is super thoughtful. His friends seem pretty nice too. Sirius is a bit rough around the edges, and Lupin seems a little strange. As for Peter-" A frown formed on her face, "I can't really get a good reading on him. He's quiet, and just tags along with them, but he can't be all bad if he is friends with James."

Kat swallowed her food then pointed her spoon at Lola. In doing so she sent peices of her food flying. "It sounds like you in love with the guy."

Lola scowled and crossed her arms, "It sounds like your imagination is running wild."

"Haha, you totally are! Look at that face you're making!"

"H-huh?! What face?"

We laughed as Lola's face gradually turned a stunning shade of red. Now that she was blushing her scowl look more like an adorable pout. She glared at us but without is usual strength it made us laugh more.

"No need to be shy, it's a good thing." Kat assured, "But maybe Raven will be lonely."

I shook my head, "I also think it's a good thing. You're always looking out for us. I'm glad that you have someone that you're interested in." Suddenly I smiled and furrowed my brow in determination, "Lets make sure that he really notices you this weekend."

Surprised by my sudden boldness, but none the less touched, Lola returned my feelings with a wide smirk. "Looks like you're finally finding your voice. I'll find an outfit that'll knock his socks off."

We smiled at each other, and for the first time I was looking forward to a party.

Wednesday

Since the party was this weekend Lola and I decided that we should get some new clothes. Well, more accurately Lola decided that. I thought we would make due with what we already had, but Lola was adamant that we needed new clothes. So once school was over Lola and I headed to the shopping district called Diagon Alley. It was a large shopping strip that stretched for 4 miles, filled with all sorts of stores.

"Alright, let's try this store first." Lola dragged me to Wonderwill's Clothes Emporium, one of the most popular stores for teens. This place was always up to date on the latest trends, but sadly the prices were on the expensive side.

I followed behind Lola only stopping a few times to admire a shirt. I didn't know much about fashion, so I didn't know if I would be of much help.

"Lola, what about this?" I showed her a silk, off the shoulder blue top. I thought it was cute.

She didn't even spare a second look before shooing me away. "Com'on, Raven. I need something that'll snatch his attention. That won't even make him look in my direction."

"Really?" I mumbled and put the top back. So, something to snatch his attention?

We looked for a bit more before Lola sighed and declared we were leaving.

"Why didn't you get the red halter top?"

"It was cute, but not what I wanted."

We checked a few more shops but Lola wasn't finding anything she was satisfied with. By now we had been here for hours, and my feet was beginning to hurt. Not only that but we did still have homework to do. I wondered how much longer Lola was planning on staying. We decided to take a break and go to Honey Dukes Sweet Cafe. I ordered an ice cream sunday, and Lola got their coconut cake.

"I didn't think this would be that hard." Lola frowned.

"Maybe you are over thinking it." I suggested mouth full of ice cream. "I mean, no matter what you wear I'm sure it'll look nice."

She sighed and reached over with a napkin to clean ice cream from my cheek. "Haven't you ever had someone you wanted to look at you? Someone you really liked?"

I frowned while thinking of her words. I've had a few crushes before, and it's not like I've never kissed anyone, but after a while my crushes would just fade away. Now that I'm thinking about it, I never had an actual boyfriend. So I guess I wouldn't be able to understand how she felt, but I still wanted to help her.

"Well then, I guess we'll just have to keep looking." I smiled hoping to get her in a better mood.

"I suppose. Let's try a few more stores before we call it. We have a few more days before the party, so I'm sure I'll be able to find something."

"Hey, I have a question." Lola started as we stood up to continue our shopping. "Is Tom still bothering you?"

I tensed. Had she found out what I was hiding? "Um, no. W-why do you ask?"

"I just wanted to make sure. He hasn't been texting you, right."

I shook my head, "No."

She sighed in relief, "That's good. I get the feeling he's really dangerous. It really isn't a good idea to get too involved with someone like him."

A wave of guilt washed over me as I lied to Lola. I didn't want to, but I knew that they wouldn't approve. I didn't want them to know that I practically sold myself in order to help Kat. It was almost ironic. I'm pretty much doing the same thing Kat did by not telling my friends, but this was different. Tom couldn't be as bad as everyone made him out to be. I thought back to the woman I met when I first went to Tom's home. She smiled so kindly, and interacted so normally with Tom. It was almost motherly.

It made me wonder what happened to his parents. Did they live there with him? It was such a huge house, you could probably go days without meeting someone.

"Don't tell me you like that."

"Huh?" I looked in my hands and realized I had picked up a red and green sweater with Christmas trees stitched in it.

"I don't think this'll get you any points at the party." Lola teased before pulling me over to another rack.

"Here." She held up a dark green crop top, that had bits of glitter on it to make it shine. There was also a frill on the top half of the top. "I think this would look nice. You could wear those jeans you bought recently, and the black heals. I'll even do your make up."

Fate must have been playing tricks on me, because this was the same shade of green as the motif in Tom's room. I couldn't help but wonder what would Tom think if he saw me in this.

'W-wait! What am I thinking? It shouldn't matter what he thinks, right?'

I reached out for the top, "If you think it looks nice, then I'll get it."

Lola nodded satisfied, "Good, at least one of us managed to get an outfit for Saturday. Let's call it a day."

We returned to Diagon Alley the next day but Lola still couldn't find anything she liked. On Thursday I couldn't join her due to my father requesting my presence. During that time I told him I would be spending Friday night with Lola. When I told him the reason he only told me to stay out of trouble. I was surprised that he didn't object to it, but assumed it was because I wouldn't be going alone.

When we met Friday morning Lola excitedly told us she managed to find the outfit she wanted. Though she ended up going to Hogsmead, she said it was worth the trip. School ended without any issues and after a quick pit stop at my home to get my clothes, we headed to Lola's home. Trent was also packing some clothes, saying that he had permission to hang out with some of his other friends, so wouldn't be back until Sunday.

As for Kat she would be staying the night with her grandparents, and it appeared that Mary would be keeping her company.

Saturday

The fateful day arrived and Lola was up bright an early. She forced me awake at around 8am, ignoring my plea for a few more minutes. Once dragged to the breakfast table I groggily greeted Lola's parents.

"Good Morning, girls." Lola's mother, Rebecca Samson, was practically a spitting image of Lola. The two were around the same height, and both had long blond hair. However, Rebecca was a larger woman having gained weight in the last few months, but it didn't stop her from bustling around the kitchen.

Lola's father, Mark Samson, had darker hair, and unlike my father, Mark had a friendly face and approachable disposition. He radiated a calm and typical father-like aura that made you feel comfortable around him. He was currently fixing his tie in a mirror. "Morning, ladies." Looked like he was in a rush. When his tie was fixed her snatch his briefcase from the table, "You two girls be careful. You need anything, call." And with that he was out the door.

Rebecca sighed and placed a hand on her cheek, "Poor dear."

I looked at Lola in question.

"Dads nervous because today they'll be announcing who will be getting a promotion at his company. He's been putting in some crazy hours to help his performance and sales record for the last 3 months." Lola's dad worked at a widely used marketing firm that, from what Lola tells me, is pretty competitive.

"By the way, does he know about the party?" I asked recalling what he said.

Lola nodded, and that was the end of it. Once breakfast was over Lola ushered me to her room and rushed me to get ready. I didn't understand the reason for her haste, but didn't argue and simply followed her lead. She didn't tell me the reason until we were on the train and halfway to our destination. Apparently she had set us up with both a hair appointment and manipedi.

"I guess I could go for a trim." I mused while checking myself in my phone's camera.

"Yeah, and your nails look horrible."

"Are they that bad?"

Lola grabbed my hands and held them up, "Look at these nails. They are in dire need of TLC. As a volleyball player shouldn't you take better care of them?"

"I mean, I keep them short, a-and I moisturize my hands."

Lola shook her head, "Not enough. You're cuticles are peeling, and there is dirt under your nails."

I blushed and snatched my hands away, "Y-you don't have to say this so loud."

Lola only smirked, "I can only imagine how bad your toes are." I quickly covered her mouth with my hands.

"Ok, ok. I get it. I'll start taking care of them more."

She pushed my hands away, and nodded in satisfaction, "Good. Oh, look! I got a text from James." Her thumbs raced across her phone screen. "He said he's changing the time from 8 to 7 o'clock. Sweet, an extra hour of partying."

Guess Lola planned on staying for the whole thing. Hopefully, Lola will get her chance with James. While thinking this we arrived at our stop, and was soon entering the Nail salon. I had to admit, it felt really good. They massaged both my hands and feet, and used a rose smelling moisturizer. When it was all over my hands and feet felt really clean and relaxed. I looked at my hands marveling over their glowing appearance, and the beautiful green nail polish that was a stark contrast to my light skin. Lola went with a red nail polish, and received nail extensions.

Our next stop was the hair salon. I didn't want anything too fancy, so I only had them wash and trim my hair. Lola tried to convince me to get a more stylish hair cut, but I was rather attached to my current hair style. Lola, on the other hand, went all out. It looked like she was on her way to some red carpet event. When she was done her hair looked so shiny, healthy, and had delicate curls that bounce gently with her every step.

"That looks great Lola!" I couldn't help but stare at her. She wan't even dressed for the party, but I thought that as she was now would have any man turn their head. Lola was seriously beautiful.

"You think?" She smiled a little bashfully, "Come on, lets grab something to eat and head home to get ready."

When we finally returned to Lola's place it was 4pm, which gave us about 2 hours to get ready. Since I wasn't used to this I just let Lola handle everything. She excitedly took out a huge bag full of make-up of all brands and making my head spin in confusion. How could one person need so much makeup?

As per Lola's instruction we dressed in our clothes so we don't smudge our makeup while dressing. I pulled out the top Lola picked for me, some black jeans and my open toed heals. Though it was coincidence, I was happy to be able to show off the pedicure I received earlier. I fixed my hair, please with the bounciness and shine of my dark hair. After a few days my normal hair color began to grow on me.

"Alright, what do you think?"

I turned to the door and my mouth dropped at Lola's outfit. It was a long sleeved see-through dark red shirt that stopped right above her bellybutton. Beneath it she only wore a black bra, and was accompanied by a black thigh length shirt.

"Well?"

"Oh, it's nice!" I complemented her, "But don't you think it's a bit much? I mean...You're bra is showing."

She rolled her eyes, "If you think this is bad, then wait until you see the other girls there."

"What do you mean."

"Some of them are practically naked."

"Just what kind of party are you taking me to?"

Lola laughed, and sat me in her desk chair. "I wouldn't take you to someplace bad. Gotta keep the police brat out of trouble, right?"

"That's kind of hard when you're my friend."

"Watch it. Let's not anger the person who's going to be applying your mascera."

I tensed and nodded. Lola's nimble fingers worked their magic, and the procedure was oddly calming. When she finished I examined her work, surprised at the results. She made my eyes really pop, and more expressive than they already were. She used a dusting of glittering green eye shadow, a hint of blush and lip gloss, which made them shine. Lola's was similar, except with red eye shadow, and bold red lipstick.

Now that we were ready, we quickly made our way towards the party. Having arrived an hour late, the party was already in full swing when we arrived. I gaped at the large home we walked towards. Why was it that everyone had such expensive looking homes?

"It's impressive isn't it?" Lola smirked.

"Y-yeah, impressive."

"They say that this isn't even where he lives. This is just a spare home."

"You're kidding!?" Just what kind of family does James belong to? Who has that much money to have a spare home this huge?

Lola dragged me to the expansive front door and immediately my senses were assaulted. The music was deafening, the heat was intense, and the smell of sweat, cologne, perfume and other smells permeated the air. I clung to Lola as she pushed her way through the crowd.

"This is so cool!" Lola shouted over the music while moving us further into the house.

I didn't exactly share her enthusiasm, and wondered just how she was going to get James' attention, let alone find him, in all this chaos. The further we went into the home the more people there were, and only when we were in the thick of things and the music was the loudest, did Lola stop. I looked at her in question and she only laughed.

"Did you think we were going to come here to sit in a corner?" As soon as she said that she began swaying her hips in time to the music. When I didn't move she grabbed my hands to encourage me. "Come on, get loose." She spun me around making me smile.

"You know I can't dance, and what about James?"

"We can find James after we have some fun! And there is no right way to dance. Just feel the music." Her eyes closed as she surrendered her body to the music. It wasn't long before she was picked up by some guy and began dancing together.

I took a deep breath and tried to do as Lola told me. I came here so I might as well have fun. So I gathered all of my courage to do a little two step - awkwardly I might add - in the mix of gyrating and hip swinging teens. Feeling increasingly uncomfortable by the second I was about ready to call it quits when I felt a tap on my shoulder. Some random guy flashed me a smile, to which I returned with a shy one, and began dancing with me.

Somehow, I was starting to relax and enjoy myself. Surprisingly, my horribly stiff dancing didn't scare the man away, but instead made him draw closer to me to help match his rhythm. From behind he pulled my hips to him and I suddenly felt uncomfortable. To have someone I didn't know this close just didn't sit right with me. With an apologetic smile I pulled away from him. I felt bad for just ditching him, but it seems it wasn't necessary since he moved to another girl pretty quickly.

I scanned the crowed for Lola but it was futile. Instead I found a a spot along the wall that was empty. With a relieved sigh I made a beeline for the small safe haven, but was interrupted by a strong arm wrapping around me from behind and trapping me against their chest. Before I could protest a familiar voice whispered against my ear.

"Bold of you to wag your tail for another man while your owner is around."

I craned my neck behind me and saw Tom's cool smirk. I now found myself surrendering to the same position only moments earlier I disliked. When I became aware of that I blushed and attempted to get away from him.

"Ah, ah, ah." He chastised. Tom spun me around and pulled me against his chest.

"Oh-" I averted my eyes too embarrassed to look at him. I was enjoying this closeness more than I thought I should. What as wrong with me? One hand guided my hips in perfect time with his, and his other rested on my exposed lower back. I chewed my bottom lip as I felt the the areas he touched heat up. I stole a glance at Tom through my lashes, but quickly looked away when he caught me.

"Is this how you entice other men?"

I looked up at him in shock, "I-i do no such thing!"

He raised a hand and brushed his thumb across my lips, "So with these glossy lips begging to be claimed and eyes filled with want, you think you're not?"

I jerked my head back, "It's n-not like I'm trying to. A-and even if I were, w-whats wrong with that?"

Tom's eyes flashed in amusement, "Of course not, but only if it's for me." He chuckled and leaned down to my ear, tickling me with his breath."After all, it's only right for a slave to dress to their master's taste. And I must say, I approve."

My face burned from his words, "I didn't dress for you."

He cocked a brow, "Then who did you dress for, if not your owner?"

"C-can you stop saying it l-like that." I whispered embarrassed from his words.

"Why should I?"

"B-bescause...I'm not..." I wanted to say I'm not something to be owned, but I told him I would be his slave in exchange for Kat's debt being erased. Still, it was awkward being called that so openly, and in public no less. "Because w-we're in public. I-i though I said-"

"You said at school, and this-" He gestured around us, "Is clearly not school."

I needed to separate myself from him. I wasn't acting like myself. Maybe it was Tom's natural ability to take control of any situation, but I felt myself being dragged along at his pace. It frightened me because even though my mind was telling me I shouldn't like this, my body was happy to accommodate. The result was me being very confused.

Suddenly Abraxus walked up to us and whispered something into Tom's ear. His expression was unreadable, and soon turned his attention back to me.

"Looks like our time is up." He flashed a warning smile, "You'd be best to not wag your tail for anyone else."

I frowned in indignation, "I am not wagging my tail for anyone."

He released me from his hold, and I couldn't help but hug my body in an attempt to reclaim the heat I just lost. "I'll see you tomorrow, Raven."

Soon Tom and Abraxus vanished into the crowd. The only proof of Tom's presence was the warmth that remained on my back and ear. My frown deepened from my own conflicted feelings. I couldn't discern if I was happy or upset with Tom's departure.

"Raven! There you are!"

"Oh, Lola."

"I've been looking all over for you!" Her eyes were alight with excitement, "You'll never believe this, but James invited us to his VIP room! It should be more your speed. There won't be as many people. Come on." She took my hand and pulled me towards a group of 4 males. Three of them were of similar builds to Tom's and all the same height. The fourth guy was shorter, maybe around my height, and had a slim frame. All of them were surprisingly handsome.

Lola stopped in front of a brown haired boy, who greeted her with a kind smile. Lola introduced him to me as the infamous James Potter. I could see why Lola had a crush on him, he was really handsome. He had a nice guy kind of vibe going, and even though I only just met him he made me feel comfortable around him. I returned his smile and introduced myself as well. Upon hearing my name recognition flashed across his face.

"So you're the friend Lola was talking about. It's nice to finally put the name to a face." He gestured to the guy on his left. "This is Sirius Black."

Said person grinned and grabbed my hand. He raised it and kissed the back of it. "Pleasure to meet you." Unlike James, who combed his hair neatly, Sirius had a wild mane of black hair that he seemed to have given up on. It fell around his face giving me the impression of a wild beast. His eyes pierced into me so intently that I felt he could find out any secret if he wanted to. The level of vulnerability I felt from such a small thing made me look away.

"N-nice to meet you." I replied meekly.

Suddenly Sirius' hand was removed from mine, and saw another male looking reproachfully at Sirius.

"You're making her uncomfortable." He then turned to me flashing an apologetic smile. "Sorry for my friend, he's a bit aggressive, but I assure you he doesn't mean any harm."

"N-no, it's ok, really."

He smiled, "My name is Remus Lupin."

The third friend had an even kinder disposition than James. His smile instantly calmed me and made me feel safe. His voice was kind and reassuring. Most likely dyed, he had a tousle of grey hair that really fit well with him. On his right cheek, below his eyes, were two scars. He looked down at me with kind eyes, and I couldn't help but smile happily. I think I would get along with him.

My eyes instinctively went to the last guy to have yet to introduce himself. He was shorter than the other, reaching my height, and had short, thin brown hair which curtained his face. He looked tired, and his eyes were droopy as if he wanted nothing but a good nights rest. It was strange that he was with the others, because his vibe was the complete 180.

"Peter Pettigrew."

I waited for him to say something more, but when he looked away I realized that was all I was getting.

James slapped Peter on the back with a hearty chuckle, "Don't mind him. He's always this quite, but he's a good guy."

Peter muttered something under his breath and turned his head away in embarrassment.

"Anyway, it's hard to talk over this music. Let's go to the back." James grinned and led us to a room towards the back. When we entered the loud music faded to a dim thud in the background. Though I welcomed the quiet, my head still pounded and my ears still rung from the music. There were a handful of people in the room chatting, and others hanging by the snack table.

He led us over to a couch and we all sat down. Lola and James sat next to each other. I smiled to myself thinking that things were going the way Lola wanted it to. James had to be interested in her too.

"You enjoying yourself?" Sirius took a seat next to me.

"Oh, um, yeah. It's not as bad as I thought it would be." I answered him honestly. Somehow I got the feeling he would know if I was lying.

He laughed, "That's good. You don't seem like the type to come to these things."

"Sirius." Remus, who was sitting across from us, quickly jumped in.

Sirius shrugged, "It's true."

I just giggled, "Well, you're not wrong. I came because Lola invited me."

Sirius suddenly frowned as he watched Lola and James chat. "That damn jerk, getting all cocky. I can't stand it when things go his way. He brags about it for weeks."

This perked my interest, "So, James also wanted to meet with Lola?"

Sirus rolled his eyes, "Forget him, let's talk about you." He leaned in closer, "Do you have a boyfriend?"

"You don't have to answer that." Remus cut in sending me an apologetic glance. "Sirius, what have we talked about?"

He only shrugged, "It's better to be direct and ask than beat around the bush." Sirius then asked me the question again while Remus shook his head in exasperation.

"Um...well." I would say I didn't but Tom's face popped into my head. Our first meeting to officially start the deal was tomorrow, and today was the first time we spoke since we made he deal. I didn't know what to expect, but if today was any indication, we didn't have a normal relationship. He kept referring to himself as my owner, and me as his slave. My face twisted in uncertainty as I answered Sirius' question, "...Not exactly..."

He seemed delighted at my answer, "Great then there is no issue if I swoop in."

"W-what?"

He grabbed the same hand from earlier and placed another kiss on the back of it. His wolfish smile made butterflies erupt in my stomach, and as much as I wanted to look away I couldn't.

"Ok, ok enough teasing her." Remus once again stepped in. I was thankful since Sirius was another person who was sucking me into their pace. "Don't let him get to you, he's like this with everyone."

"O-oh, is he?"

"Come on, man. You're always ruining the mood." Sirius then chuckled and relinquished my hand. "But he's right. I actually have my eye on someone."

I tilted my head, "If so, should you really be joking like that with me?"

"Haha! I guess so, but because you're so cute maybe I'll switch targets." I could tell Sirius was used to being friendly and close to girls. He was straight forward, and not afraid to get close. I would t be surprised if he had a trail of broken hearts behind him. It was hard to tell if he was - excuse the pun - serious or joking.

"Hey, let's exchange numbers."

"W-what?"

He pulled out his phone expecting me to do the same, but I only stared at him.

"Don't look at me like I'm some kind of creep,"

"I think she has that right after everything you said, Sirius."

"Tch, no one asked your opinion, Remus. Isn't it natural for friends to share their numbers, and talk to each other."

"Oh, friends?" I smiled brightly, "Why didn't you just say so? If we're friends then it's no big deal." I took out my phone and exchanged numbers with Sirius. Before I could put my phone away Remus took it and shared his contact too.

"This way you can let me know if he starts to become a pain. And you don't have to worry about me, I have a girlfriend already." He smiled reassuringly.

Even though things were going pretty fast, I think I was starting to get used to it. Besides, if Lola and James becomes an item then I may have to see these two again. It was reassuring to know that these guys were good people. It was then I noticed Peter staring at me. I smiling politely at him but he only turned his head away.

"Don't mind him, he's just a quiet guy."

"Oh, ok."

For the remainder of party the three of us talked about random things. I found out that Remus, Sirius and James were childhood friends. Sirius was a sports jock. Anything that required athleticism he was down for. You name it, and Sirius had played the sport at least once in his life. He also had a soft spot for animals, specifically puppies, and happily showed off the many pictures he kept on his phone. Despite his occasional flirt here and there - which every time threw my off and made me blush - I had fun talking to him.

Remus was a much for calm individual. He didn't participate as actively in the conversation as Sirius, but was engaging enough. Quite the opposite of Sirius, Remus was a real bookworm and movie buff, often bringing up titles that I had never even heard of. When I would make a comment on something he said he would go off on a mini tangent about the movie, asking me about my thoughts on certain parts. He was the kind of guy to analyze every part of a movie and book. Also, to Sirius' chagrin, Remus showed off his vast reservoir of dad jokes. When I laughed at them Remus was encouraged to share more. That is until Sirius had, had enough.

Some time into the night James and Lola joined the conversation, and with some encouragement from James, Peter also came over. The party was beginning to wind down and I mentioned to Lola that we should be heading home.

"Thanks again for inviting us." Lola smiled at James. Seeing how happy she was made me smile too.

"I'm glad you could make it. You made this party a lot more fun."

"So maybe we could talk again sometime?"

James looked away for a moment, and he looked troubled, but when I blinked he was grinning confidently again. I must have been imagining it.

"Sure thing, anytime."

James was then called away, and waved us farewell for the night, which left Sirius and Remus to walk us out. We called for an Uber, and the entire ride back I was forced to listen to Lola gush over James.

"I'm happy for you. It seems like things went well."

Lola nodded dreamily, before turning to me with a sly grin, "I could say the same for you."

"What do you mean?"

She playfully hit my arm, "Don't play that! I say you chatting and getting all close to Sirius. You two even exchanged numbers."

"You saw that?"

"You bet I did! You were getting pretty cozy with those two, and I think Sirius likes you."

I blushed thinking about how close he had been to me, but oddly enough it didn't leave me with the impression that he was really interested in me. "I don't know...Besides, he said he already has someone he likes."

Lola rolled her eyes as if she was fed up with me, "Obviously, that was a lie."

I wasn't so sure about that. The look in his eyes seemed a little sad as he was saying that. Maybe it was one-sided.

"I think, this night turned out pretty great." She giggled.

When we returned to Lola's place, we undressed and removed our makeup. I was so tired after the nights events, that as soon as I laid down I went to sleep. All I had to do now was get through tomorrow.

Though that would be easier said than done.

Sorry for the horrible description of their outfits and whatnot. I'm not very good a fashion or makeup for that matter. I have zero style, and only know how to use lip gloss lol.

Please review if you have the time. Comments, ideas, or constructive criticism is welcomed!h