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New Year and Pajamas

The next few days were pretty quiet, to say the least. They didn't have homework, the weather was to cold, so they couldn't go outside, and there wasn't many people to bother. So a prank was pretty much useless. They would have to wait until New Years Eve for everyone to come back. As a present, Cleo had also been given a diary from Astra.

Cleo sat on her bed, using a quill with emerald colored ink to write in her diary. It was fairly small, scarlet leather. It had protection spells, so only she could read it, unless it was left open. If someone other than herself opened it, the pages would look blank.



Dear Diary, December, 28, 7:05 p.m.

My first entry in my first diary.. this year.

I am Cleo Sombra, a fifth year thrown back in time, to the age of the Marauders. No family, no friends, except Astra and Draco. Luckily, we landed in Hogwarts. The Marauders, James Potter, Sirius Black, and Remus Lupin began to hang out with us, and helped me through a few.. difficult times. As in Snape.

The Marauders, of course, were pretty cool. James is the most flirtatious, and Sirius has seemed to be a bit less lately. Remus was NEVER the flirting type. Ever. Period. He and Astra have hit it off right away, and are now dating. Sigh.. it will be so hard for her when we have to go back.

Since were on the discussion of feelings, and boys, and stuff.. Sirius Black. I really hate it sometimes.. He's a friend. Period. End of sentence. That's all he'll ever be. Just friends. I'm really not his type, actually. He and James are all for those hot, pretty, wild, sporty girls. Me? I'm the studious, nose in book, proper girl. I will NOT let myself say 'I wish he would notice me.' Because if I did, I will have gone off the deep end to girlishness. No. Way.

Jumping from subject to subject, there's another thing I'd like to bring up. It's the conversation and the plan were forming.

A few weeks ago, in Hogsmeade, we heard some people talking about a meeting with death eaters and Voldemort. Ugh, I hate writing that name, I hate that.. that thing. He is great, yes, in power, but evil. Terribly evil.

On the night of New Year's Eve, Draco will follow the Slytherins and eaves drop and try to find out any information.. I don't know why were doing this, we could get in serious trouble. Oh well.

I've got to go, Sirius is banging on the door. Teehee. I mean, good bye.

- Cleo.

Cleo dried the quill, and placed it in her diary. She slipped the diary into a thick linen cloth, and placed it under her bed. Knock, Knock.

"In a minute!" Cleo called, putting her ink away. She looked in a mirror and pulled a quill from tucked behind her ear, putting it in a stationary box that was in her drawer. She looked at her bare hands, and pulled the ring from a small jewelry box and slipped it on, her mind went slightly clearer. She opened the door.

"What's wrong?" Cleo asked Sirius.

"Nothing. We just wanted to drag you out of the dormitory for awhile." Sirius grinned and grabbed her arm, guiding her down the stairs. James sat on the floor, his hands behind him and he slouched back. Remus sat on an armchair, looking slightly pale, and Astra sat on another one next to his. Draco sat on one side of the couch, Cleo and Sirius sat down next to him.

"Remus, why do you look so pale?" She asked.

He sighed, she realized that he had gathered them here to say something. "Well.. on New Years Eve is the full moon." He said.

Everyone replied with a short, "Oh." This would kind of wreck the fun of the evening, since James and Sirius would be gone, too.

"You guys don't need to come, though." Remus said, lightly. He didn't want to wreck his friend's fun, but knew it would be much more painful without them.

"No.. we should go, Moony ." James said, shaking his head. The others nodded, Astra looked sad that he wouldn't be coming. Cleo felt the same way, since everything always seemed a bit less fun without Sirius.

Sirius nodded in agreement, but didn't say a word. He glanced side ways at Cleo and made a funny gulping noise. "So the plan is still on though, right?" He asked.

Everyone looked at Draco who nodded.

"Cleo, come on! We better start getting ready for the party." Astra said, grabbing her friend from off the couch. It was New Year's Eve, an hour before the party would begin.

"Oh come on, all we have to do is put on our pajamas." Cleo whined, being dragged upstairs. Astra ignored her and pulled her upstairs.

A few minutes later, Cleo came down, and modeled for the boys and girls. Everyone was finally back, most were busily chattering, so mainly it was just the Marauders and Draco, and a few others. She pranced around the sofa and up and down some empty space like a super model would.

She wore red pajama pants that were inside out, pink socks that went up to her knees, a white tank top a few sizes to large, and a button down magenta colored shirt that was inside out. Sirius snorted and whistled as she lifted her pants leg to show her sock in a sexy manner.

After she was done, Astra came down, wearing a long purple, spaghetti strapped night gown that touched the floor. Under that, she wore a long sleeved pajama shirt with lime green llamas on it, eating lollipops. (Oh I don't know where that came from..)

Remus simply smiled at his girlfriend, very pale at what would come in a matter of hours. The group chattered for a while, until it was time to go. The group hung around as some people trickled out of the common room to go to the party, to say bye to their friends. Astra leaned over and kissed Remus who smiled, with a bit more confidence. Cleo sighed, suddenly getting the urge to do the same with Sirius, but didn't.

The three walked down the halls and stairs, passing random students once in awhile. They met up with a few Ravenclaws, who turned out to be Atticus and Whitney, once again. Whitney grinned and dragged Atticus over.

"So, where are the Marauders?" She asked, looking around. Her hand was in Atticus's, Cleo figured they were going out.

Astra thought quickly. "Remus is sick, the others are staying with him." She said, Cleo and Draco nodded in agreement.

"Oh.." Whitney and Atticus said at the same time. Whitney wore jeans that were too short, they touched her knees. Cleo thought it might have been purposely, since she wore green socks of two VERY different shades.

She wore a low left high heel, and a right brown boot. Her hair was in pigtails, the ends were gelled together. Atticus, like Draco, wore normal clothes.

"Love the outfit!" Cleo said, modeling off hers again.

"I love your two's, too!" She said grinning.

The five walked down the hall together and into the Great Hall, the couple and the three split, and sat down at their tables. Soon after, Dumbledore stood up and smiled, preparing to give a speech.

"Welcome students, welcome back to the second half of the term. I hope you've enjoyed your Christmas vacation and are refreshed and ready to get back to work. The O.W.L.s and N.E.W.T.s will be coming sooner then you expect, and so will the homework. After dinner we will have a party, with music and contests. The contests will be Best Dressed, and Best Dance. Enjoy!" With a clap, food appeared, and he sat down, earning applause from the students.

The feast was simply wonderful, with everything considered food in it. There was turkeys, chicken, pork, steak, egg nog, potatoes, carrots, peas, corn, muffins, buns, and a bunch of other things. Cleo enjoyed some of it, but was rather quiet.

"What's wrong Cleo?" Astra asked. She did miss Remus, but tried to enjoy it. Cleo looked her dead in the eye, and Astra remembered the plan and conversation. She lowered her voice, "You can't keep worrying about it. I know we can't ignore it, but you can't constantly think about it. Everything will be okay, don't worry." This seemed to satisfy Cleo slightly, since she dipped a bun in gravy and munched on it happily.

Next came dessert, which some people groaned at, had eating to much. There were TONS of pies. Cherry pie, blueberry pie, apple, chocolate, coconut cream, pumpkin, cherry cobbler, banana, loads of others. Then there was cakes, chocolate, vanilla, strawberry, a few others, and cupcakes and ice cream. Not to mention some other candies and sweets and tarts, along with some delicious mints. As soon as the last plate was gone, the music began.

Some people slowly got up and began to dance to it, it was a song from a muggle singer, Elvis Presley, 'You Ain't Nothin' But a Hound Dog."

Cleo got up and danced for awhile, but her mind was still wandering. The plan, Sirius, the plan, Sirius.. She sighed and looked at the clock after about an hour. Walking over to Draco and Astra who were talking at the Gryffindor table she said she was going in early.

"Okay. I'll stay here with Draco until it's time to go. Draco, you have the invisibility cloak?" Astra asked and Draco nodded.

Cleo said good bye to them, and was off. She walked down the halls, they were all vacant and empty, everyone was at the party. She heard the eruption begin.

"Ten. Nine. Eight. Seven. Six. Five. Four. Three. Two.... ONE!" Everyone cheered, and Cleo smiled, but continued to walk on. Finally she stopped, and pulled out a piece of old parchment from her pocket and unfolded it. "I solemnly swear I am up to no good." The girl whispered, and suddenly ink spilt onto the parchment, forming into patterns that showed the halls and passages. The Marauder's Map.

There she stood, in an empty hallway. All the teachers and Filch were in the Great Hall, Mrs. Norris was strutting around in the dungeons, moving around as if she was chasing something. Probably a mouse.

Cleo decided to use some of her time to hunt for passages, and began to feel around the walls. She went down to the dungeons, and felt the walls, passing the crack to the entrance of the Slytherin common room. She walked down a set of stairs, and continued to walk down random hall ways, checking the map occasionally so she didn't get lost. Cleo hit a crack.

She slid her pointer finger up the crack, it stopped around four feet up, and went across four feet. She pried at the crack, and it opened like on hinges, sloping downward into blackness. Cleo had found another passage way. She looked at her map. She was going deep into the west wing of the dungeons, she was surprised how far she went. Wait a second... there was another figure coming on the map. Mrs. Norris was coming.

Cleo shut the door and pulled a quill out, marking the spot on the map and quickly hurried off. She went into a sprint, and only slowed down when she got passed the Slytherin common room area, and steadied to a walk. Cleo could hear faint noises, the people were coming back from the party. She walked down a hall, going back to the Gryffindor common room, and quietly pattered up the stairs.

The moon light trickled in from a window in the hall, and she looked out it. She heard a lone howl. "Night Moony. Night James." Then another howl, which was a bit more dog like. "Good night, Sirius Black."

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