"Nice dancing out their," Sirius joked.

"Gee. Thanks." Gabrielle said sarcastically. "Hey, where's Lupin?" she asked looking around. She hadn't seen him since they were in the dormitory, she hadn't even seen him in his costume, and she had just inferred he was the third musketeer. When she looked at James, she knew he was hiding something from her, and this was nothing new. "James! Tell me!" she took a step towards him and looked up at him. He stood firm. "Nothing, nothing." He said. ]

"I'll find out, mark my words" she said, first eying James, then Sirius. The boys both laughed, they didn't know what Gabrielle was capable of.

"Cut it out Gabby, its their business." Shannon said. She didn't care what was going on, she wasn't as curious as Gabrielle, or as consistent. She took Gabrielle and Jamie away so they could have their usual 'girl talk.' Their voices trailed off, and all the boys could hear was. "Gabby, I cant believe you, you didn't even slow dance with James!" Gabrielle rolled her eyes.

"I guess we shouldn't visit him today." James murmured to Sirius and Peter.

"Are you crazy?" Sirius said, he was not willing to give up their plans because of Gabrielle. She didn't intimidate him. "We promised Lupin we would be there!"

"What if she follows us like last time, with the dove" Peter whispered. They were watching the girls. They were at a table with punch on it, talking to friends. Gabrielle watched what they were doing in the corner of her eye, while she talked.

"So we sneak out later?" James offered.

"Yes, when she has something on her mind." Sirius said. They all thought of something to do to make Gabrielle to busy to notice they were gone later on. They didn't notice Gabrielle walking back to them.

"Do you know where Morgian is?" she saw them smile at what she said. This was a perfect distraction. "What are you smiling at?"

"No-nothing." James said.

"You're lying again," She said sternly. "Well, do you know were she is?" she asked, a bit annoyed.

"No. Why don't you look for her?" Sirius suggested, Gabrielle was surprised by what he said. She took a moment to think before she answered. Then she played along. She knew they wanted to lose her and do whatever they did, so she pretend she was clueless in plans for following them at the next chance she got. "I will, hope she's alright with that good for nothing with her." She said, trailing off, as she walked away. She was really not concerned with Morgain because Gabrielle knew she was a big girl, and could handle herself. She thought quickly and turned into her usual cat before anyone could think twice and see what she was doing. There were too many people for anyone to notice her. I really have to start getting a little more creative, she thought. She snaked through people's legs, and went to sit under the table. Her head peaked out from under the tablecloth. She picked out jester shoes easily from out of the many feet in the ballroom. And she knew those shoes belonged to the only person who was dressed at a jester, Peter. They were walking away, so she got out from under the table, and followed cautiously. She stopped when she reached a man dressed as a bunny, his long silver beard was still there, and so was the same gleam in his eyes. It was Dumbledore looking down at her. "I should have thought of that costume." Dumbledore said to her fondly, he knew she didn't come as a cat to the ball. Gabrielle turned into her self out of respect for him.

"Well, I was just looking for my friends sir," She said, smiling and hoping he would believe her, it was partially true, but there was more to the story that she did not want to tell him. "People are easier to find when you're a cat," she said. He smiled at her and walked on. She had a scary feeling that he knew what she was up to. She turned into the cat again, and walked on in search of the purple and black shoes. She saw them for a split second, but they disappeared behind a door. She ran as fast as she could with her paws, and when she was at the door they went through she skidded and slammed into the door with a thud. Ouuuuuuuuuch, she thought to herself, since she couldn't say it out loud. She sat down. The door creaked open and she stood up, and tried to run away, instead of running, her furry paws made her fall back on her stomach. She looked up and regretted turning into a cat, there was Peter's face pocking out of the door. They must have heard my impact with the door. She prayed he would be his stupid self and not notice it was her, she stood up slowly and edged away. He only blinked his emotionless, beady eyes. Gabrielle watched him. He only closed the door. She pressed her cat-ear on the door corridor, trying to see if it was safe to get out. She didn't hear anything, so thought it was safe to turn into her self and open the door. She did so and as soon as the door was opened she turned into a cat again. She was sure no one noticed her, there were too many things going on and too many people for anyone to notice, or even dare to try to stop her. She walked into the corridor, and backed into the door to close it. It closed shut and she walked down the hall, cautiously. She didn't see anything, nor smell anything, but she saw the door at the end of the hallway shut. She didn't see anyone go in it, but she knew the door couldn't move on its own. She walked towards the door, cautiously. This time, she turned into a mouse and walked under the big crack at the bottom of the door.