Ten minutes later, they were all mostly in their jammies. There were only two people left, Ron and Draco. From the boys bathroom came: "I am NOT wearing this!" It was Draco.
"Oh, it cam't be that bad." Said Leanna.
"Wanna bet? Get in hre!" He yelled. Leanna walked in the bathroom, rolling her eyes.
"Oh dear God!" She screamed. "I think you better change." She walked out with a pair of pajama's in her hand. They were pink with little teddy bears ballirina's on them.
"They're even worse than mine!" Harry said. (His were blue with golden snitches flying about. They even had a bludger on each side on the back. Nobody knew, but Hermione thought that they were 'attractive'.)
"They're worse that mine, too." Said Neville. (Pink Piggies were dancing on his butt.)
Leanna handed Draco some different pajama's that she had found in the bottom of his trunk.
"Where's Ronniekins?" Asked Claire.
"He went in to change." Said Hermione from behind a book.
"I didn't ask you." Claire snapped. Hermione rolled her eyes and went back to reading.
Then Ron came out.
"You look like a ... a..." Draco started.
"Pimp?" Said Leanna.
"I think he's sexy." Claire said in awe. (He was wearing red silk boxers.)

An hour later, every one was in bed. Leanna and Draco were talking, Claire was in the middle of a nightmare, and Hermione was repeating Einstien's theory of realtivity.All the others were sleeping peacefully.