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Cleo's makin the money!
"Hey Cleo, there's a Hogsmeade trip coming up!" Astra said, dragging her some what to the notice board in the common room. "Are you going to go?"
"I don't know.. I don't have much money. We split the rest of the money and left some for emergencies, remember?" Cleo asked, standing by the board and looking at it.
"Yeah.. well.. we could still look at stuff." Astra said shrugging and wrote her name on the list. "It's in seven days. Saturday."
Cleo nodded that she heard her, and sat down on the couch, looking at the fire. Her family had a lot of money, though she never really used it. But Christmas was coming up in around three weeks.. she really wanted to buy her friends some presents.. or something.
"Cleo. CLEEEEEEEEEEOOOOOOOOOO!" A familiar voice said in a sing song way.
"Whaaaaaaaaaaaaat?" Cleo asked in the same tone, looking around to see Sirius running over to her, Potions book and parchment in hand. He sat down next to her, and said sweetly.
"I love you."
"What do you want?" "Ashwork. TWO ROLLS WOMAN! TWO ROLLS!" Sirius said dramatically, shaking her.
"I know, Padfoot. I was there." Cleo smiled at him innocently.
"Yes.. I know that. But yours is already three rolls. AND you write SMALL." Sirius emphasized the words and, and small.
"So?"
Sirius sighed. "Will you help me?"
"What was that?" Cleo grinned. Anytime he asked for help, they always went through the same pattern. He rolled his eyes.
"Oh ruler of the universe, oh great one, will you please assist me in my assignment, your royal highASS." Cleo playfully shoved his arm.
"Haha. You ask me so much, soon I'll make you pay!" Cleo said then froze, looking like Christmas came early. "THAT'S IT! PAY!" Everyone stared at this outburst and watched as Cleo ran up to the dormitory.
"Well thanks for the help." Sirius muttered and looked at Remus. "Remus. REEEMUUUSSS." He started over..
Meanwhile, Cleo sat on her bed to brain storm ways to make money.
For awhile Cleo thought, but each idea failed. She paced a bit, she lied on her bed, she did everything she could to think of ideas. Then she got it, and grinned.
Lily let her use some of her wool, and at the time, Cleo sat on the couch, infront of the fire, knitting scarves.
Cleo was suprisingly good at it, she had read about knitting in a book. At the moment, she was knitting a black and blue scarf, she already had two done. She would sell them. Cleo was pretty sure they'd make money, since it was getting colder, they were pretty, and people could use them to support your house and stuff.
"Hey Cleo, watch'ya doing?" Sirius asked, glancing at the clock, it was four, and sat down on the couch next to her. Ever since he dumped Lola, he pretty much hung out with Cleo, since Astra was always with Remus, and Cleo was just fun to be around.
"Making scarves. Hold still." Cleo said, grabbing one of her finished ones. She wanted to make sure it was long enough. It fit him. Cleo took it off, and continued on this one. She hoped that she could make three of each to sell. For some reason, it was faster knitting in the magic world, then for muggles. Sirius blinked.
"Why?" "I need to make money some how." Was all she said.
"Well there are OTHER ways you could make money..." Sirius threw her a sexy wink. Cleo looked at him and shoved him playfully.
"Haha. Now, shut up and knit." Cleo said, handing him some gold and scarlet wool.
"Give me one reason why I should." He asked, but knew Cleo could force him to do it. Cleo smiled sweetly at him.
"Penguins."
"All right, all right." He said, and began to knit in the same pattern. For a guy who never knit, he was pretty good at it. "So.. do I get anything out of this?"
Cleo shrugged and shook her head. "Nope. You never asked." Was all she said, grinning as she finished the last one of the Ravenclaws, and started on one of the Gryffindors. It only took about an hour to make one, so with Sirius.. she could probably get six done in a few hours.
"How much do you think they'll sell for?"
"I don't know.. maybe three galleons a piece. Then, if I sold all of them, I'd make thirty six galleons." Cleo guessed, tilting her head. "Maybe a little more, little less."
"And do I get any percent of the profit?" Sirius asked, sweetly, batting his eye lashes and making puppy whimper noises.
Cleo looked at him pathetically. "Your rich. I'm not." And grinned, shoving him. His scarf fell down, and he attacked her on the couch, sitting on and tickling her.
"No Sirius. Don't Sirius. BAD PADFOOT, BAD!" She roared, laughing insanely and tried to tickle him back, but went weak from the laughter. "Sit, boy, sit!" And he sat.
The two laughed, then sighed greatly, Sirius went back to his work. "I needed that." Cleo sighed and continued with hers.
"Me, too."
The two worked for awhile, talking and all, when James walked up.
"You do know that you missed dinner Sirius..." James said, leaning over the couch, looking at them, and the others came up too. Almost as if on cue, Sirius's stomach gurgled. Cleo prodded it in fright and admitted one word.
"Creepy."
"I did?" He asked blinking. "I never noticed.." The group laughed.
"Padfoot, old friend, I think you may be ill!" Remus said through the laughter. Sirius just shrugged and looked at the clock. It was around 7:00 p.m.
"He's been helping me make scarves, which now you can help, too." She said happily, handing James some wool.
"Aww, but I don't want to!" He whined.
" But you have to. I helped you with Potions on Thursday, so there. And I think I helped all of you, with the exception of Remus, on that essay..." Cleo said, as the others sat down. Draco whined.
"Well it was HARD!"
So, they all helped her knit, to pay her back.
The next day, Cleo got out of bed, and grabbed the scarves they had made, putting them in her bag. With the others help, Cleo ended up making five for each house. This really pleased her, all she was hoping for were the three, but they insisted on helping her.
She was rather tired, since she also sewed the first letter of each of the houses onto each scarf, and put a charm on the letters to make them shine in their house colors.
"So how much did you make?" James asked, all of them sat around her.
"Well, everyone bout them for the three galleons, expect Frank, who liked his so much he paid eight galleons for it! So I have sixty five galleons." She said, holding up a thick satchel. "Thanks a lot you guys, for the help." Then she grinned. "Group hug?"
The others groaned, but she pulled them all into a hug, squeezing them ferociously. Sirius pulled back, rubbing his side. "Nice grip." Cleo smiled happily, and ran off to the notice board, writing her name on the sign up sheet.
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Cleo's makin the money!
"Hey Cleo, there's a Hogsmeade trip coming up!" Astra said, dragging her some what to the notice board in the common room. "Are you going to go?"
"I don't know.. I don't have much money. We split the rest of the money and left some for emergencies, remember?" Cleo asked, standing by the board and looking at it.
"Yeah.. well.. we could still look at stuff." Astra said shrugging and wrote her name on the list. "It's in seven days. Saturday."
Cleo nodded that she heard her, and sat down on the couch, looking at the fire. Her family had a lot of money, though she never really used it. But Christmas was coming up in around three weeks.. she really wanted to buy her friends some presents.. or something.
"Cleo. CLEEEEEEEEEEOOOOOOOOOO!" A familiar voice said in a sing song way.
"Whaaaaaaaaaaaaat?" Cleo asked in the same tone, looking around to see Sirius running over to her, Potions book and parchment in hand. He sat down next to her, and said sweetly.
"I love you."
"What do you want?" "Ashwork. TWO ROLLS WOMAN! TWO ROLLS!" Sirius said dramatically, shaking her.
"I know, Padfoot. I was there." Cleo smiled at him innocently.
"Yes.. I know that. But yours is already three rolls. AND you write SMALL." Sirius emphasized the words and, and small.
"So?"
Sirius sighed. "Will you help me?"
"What was that?" Cleo grinned. Anytime he asked for help, they always went through the same pattern. He rolled his eyes.
"Oh ruler of the universe, oh great one, will you please assist me in my assignment, your royal highASS." Cleo playfully shoved his arm.
"Haha. You ask me so much, soon I'll make you pay!" Cleo said then froze, looking like Christmas came early. "THAT'S IT! PAY!" Everyone stared at this outburst and watched as Cleo ran up to the dormitory.
"Well thanks for the help." Sirius muttered and looked at Remus. "Remus. REEEMUUUSSS." He started over..
Meanwhile, Cleo sat on her bed to brain storm ways to make money.
For awhile Cleo thought, but each idea failed. She paced a bit, she lied on her bed, she did everything she could to think of ideas. Then she got it, and grinned.
Lily let her use some of her wool, and at the time, Cleo sat on the couch, infront of the fire, knitting scarves.
Cleo was suprisingly good at it, she had read about knitting in a book. At the moment, she was knitting a black and blue scarf, she already had two done. She would sell them. Cleo was pretty sure they'd make money, since it was getting colder, they were pretty, and people could use them to support your house and stuff.
"Hey Cleo, watch'ya doing?" Sirius asked, glancing at the clock, it was four, and sat down on the couch next to her. Ever since he dumped Lola, he pretty much hung out with Cleo, since Astra was always with Remus, and Cleo was just fun to be around.
"Making scarves. Hold still." Cleo said, grabbing one of her finished ones. She wanted to make sure it was long enough. It fit him. Cleo took it off, and continued on this one. She hoped that she could make three of each to sell. For some reason, it was faster knitting in the magic world, then for muggles. Sirius blinked.
"Why?" "I need to make money some how." Was all she said.
"Well there are OTHER ways you could make money..." Sirius threw her a sexy wink. Cleo looked at him and shoved him playfully.
"Haha. Now, shut up and knit." Cleo said, handing him some gold and scarlet wool.
"Give me one reason why I should." He asked, but knew Cleo could force him to do it. Cleo smiled sweetly at him.
"Penguins."
"All right, all right." He said, and began to knit in the same pattern. For a guy who never knit, he was pretty good at it. "So.. do I get anything out of this?"
Cleo shrugged and shook her head. "Nope. You never asked." Was all she said, grinning as she finished the last one of the Ravenclaws, and started on one of the Gryffindors. It only took about an hour to make one, so with Sirius.. she could probably get six done in a few hours.
"How much do you think they'll sell for?"
"I don't know.. maybe three galleons a piece. Then, if I sold all of them, I'd make thirty six galleons." Cleo guessed, tilting her head. "Maybe a little more, little less."
"And do I get any percent of the profit?" Sirius asked, sweetly, batting his eye lashes and making puppy whimper noises.
Cleo looked at him pathetically. "Your rich. I'm not." And grinned, shoving him. His scarf fell down, and he attacked her on the couch, sitting on and tickling her.
"No Sirius. Don't Sirius. BAD PADFOOT, BAD!" She roared, laughing insanely and tried to tickle him back, but went weak from the laughter. "Sit, boy, sit!" And he sat.
The two laughed, then sighed greatly, Sirius went back to his work. "I needed that." Cleo sighed and continued with hers.
"Me, too."
The two worked for awhile, talking and all, when James walked up.
"You do know that you missed dinner Sirius..." James said, leaning over the couch, looking at them, and the others came up too. Almost as if on cue, Sirius's stomach gurgled. Cleo prodded it in fright and admitted one word.
"Creepy."
"I did?" He asked blinking. "I never noticed.." The group laughed.
"Padfoot, old friend, I think you may be ill!" Remus said through the laughter. Sirius just shrugged and looked at the clock. It was around 7:00 p.m.
"He's been helping me make scarves, which now you can help, too." She said happily, handing James some wool.
"Aww, but I don't want to!" He whined.
" But you have to. I helped you with Potions on Thursday, so there. And I think I helped all of you, with the exception of Remus, on that essay..." Cleo said, as the others sat down. Draco whined.
"Well it was HARD!"
So, they all helped her knit, to pay her back.
The next day, Cleo got out of bed, and grabbed the scarves they had made, putting them in her bag. With the others help, Cleo ended up making five for each house. This really pleased her, all she was hoping for were the three, but they insisted on helping her.
She was rather tired, since she also sewed the first letter of each of the houses onto each scarf, and put a charm on the letters to make them shine in their house colors.
"So how much did you make?" James asked, all of them sat around her.
"Well, everyone bout them for the three galleons, expect Frank, who liked his so much he paid eight galleons for it! So I have sixty five galleons." She said, holding up a thick satchel. "Thanks a lot you guys, for the help." Then she grinned. "Group hug?"
The others groaned, but she pulled them all into a hug, squeezing them ferociously. Sirius pulled back, rubbing his side. "Nice grip." Cleo smiled happily, and ran off to the notice board, writing her name on the sign up sheet.
