Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter, his gang, or anything related to Harry Potter. And the speech that Remus gives about kilts, I got from a website that refuses to show up,soI take no claim to it,so in other words, it's not my words. Yeah, if James clothes for Halloween seem even the bit familiar, it's because the Phantom of the Opera gave me the idea, so I'm not taking credit for it.

Author Notes: This is dedicated to all my friends that were with me trick-or-treating in 2005 and helped me figure out how most of this chapter was going to go. I love you all! And thanks to all who been reading and reviewing to my story! It makes me happy!

Time Slip

Chapter 20

Gallivanting on Halloween

Harry was having a very pleasant dream, -a dream in which if I typed I would have to up the rating of the story-, and it was just getting to the good part when someone shouted, "HAPPY HALLOWEEN!" He sat up so fast that he almost got a whiplash. With one hand he grabbed his glasses and shoved the on and with the other he ripped opened the curtain. When his eyes finally focused on the one shouting, they went wide and his jaw dropped. Standing there, bouncing about and shouting, was none other then Sirius Black. Oh, the whole bouncing and the fact that he was up earlier then Harry had seen him didn't make his jaw dropped or make him think that this was definitely more interesting then his dream mentioned early, but what did make all this happen was the what he was wearing. Mr. Black was wearing a hot pink and black pleated knee length skirt, hot pink socks that disappeared beneath the skirt, black boots and a black t-shirt the read in hot pink, 'I –heart- Harry'. Sirius must have felt him staring because he turned to Harry and smiled. "Good morning lovely!"

Harry smiled back and was going to reply but everyone else started to come out of their beds. They glared at Sirius. "Isn't it a bit too early to be cross-dressing Sirius?" Remus asked, rubbing his eyes.

Sirius turned to him and said very seriously, "I'm not crossing-dressing."

Remus raised his eyebrow as did most others. "Not cross-dressing Paddy? What do you call that?" James asked, reaching for his glasses and waving his other hand in his general direction.

"It's skirt if you didn't know Black." Frank said from his bed.

"It's not a skirt, it's a kilt." He replied in a dignified manner.

Peter rolled his eyes. "A what?"

Before Sirius answer, Remus replied, "A kilt is seen as an item of traditional Scottish Highland dress, although the origin of that tradition is more recent that is commonly believed. It was only with the Romantic Revival of the 19th century that the kilt became irreversibly associated with the Highlanders, largely because of non-Highlanders reinterpreting their traditions. Today most Scotsmen see kilts as formal dress worn at wedding or other formal occasions, while there are still a few people who wear them daily. Kilts are also used for parades by groups like the Boy Scouts and in many places kilts are seen in force at Highland games and Pipe band championships as well as being used for Scottish country dances and ceilidhs. The army still continues to have kilts as dress uniform, though they are not longer used in combat." Remus took a breath but realized he was the center of attention, and not the good kind either. This kind was like when something nasty but just so nasty that it was interesting even though it was just something that made you gag. Remus crossed his arms in a defensive manner. "What?" he asked rudely.

Everyone kind of just blinked at him. "What goes on in that brain of yours?" Sirius asked.

"A lot more then what goes on in yours. And it's not like I'm the on wearing the kilt." Remus said, standing up and going to his trunk to get clothes.

Sirius, now with his hands on his hips and his nose in the air, said "Sorry if this offends you, but I am proud to be wearing a kilt, my ancestral clothing!"

"I thought you were Dutch." Frank said, getting out of his bed too.

"I have two parents you know."

Everybody rolled their eyes. "Um, Siri?"

Sirius, along with everyone else, turned to Harry. "Yes lovely?"

Harry smiled innocently. "Well, isn't true that Scotsman don't wearing anything underneath their kilts?"

Sirius raised an eyebrow seductively. "Would you like to see for yourself?"

Everybody groaned. Harry glared at them and Sirius stuck his tongue out at them. "Don't be pissy because I have a hott, sexy boy willing to look up my kilt."

"We're not pissy," James said, also getting out of his bed. "We just prefer you to not do things in front of us." James may have gotten over the fact that his future son and his now best friend were dating (plus snogging and possibly other things he didn't want to know about) but he still prefer that they not do things in front of him.

Before the conversation could go on, Remus asked, "Now tell me, which clan wears pink and black as their colors?"

"Clans?" Peter asked. (He's not a morning person.)

But before Remus could open his mouth, Sirius hastened to reply. "Clans are like families in Scotland and other places. And each clan has their own color kilts."

"Oh, okay, so which clan?" Peter asked Remus' earlier question.

"The Sirius Black clan." he replied and everyone from his time period groaned.

"Why do we bother?" Remus muttered and walked into the bathroom.

Sirius pouted and turned to Harry. "They're so mean to me." he whined.

Harry smiled, got out of bed and walked over to him (in black boxers and a white t-shirt). He put his arms around his waist and kissed him chastely on the lips. "I love you though."

Sirius smiled and kissed him back (a little longer and deeper). "That's good."

Once again there was a collective groan. The two boys looked up and saw that all the other boys were out of bed and heading towards the bathroom. (Their whole morning ritual was ruined because of the new guy, not that it's his fault…). Before James disappeared into the bathroom (he was the last one other then Harry and Sirius), he turned to them and asked, "That's not your costume, is it?"

Sirius grinned evilly. "Of course not! I have a much better costume waiting for the right moment to show itself."

James smiled back, just as evilly. "Good. This is going to be a good year, especially with Harry here." He paused and got a dreamy look on his face. "And so much candy…"

Mr. Black wrapped his arms around Harry's waist and pulled him closer. "Prongs, you aren't going as what you usually go as, are you?"

James looked indignant. "And what if I am?"

Sirius groaned and laid his head on top of Harry's. Harry saw James roll his eyes and disappear into the bathroom too. When he was gone, Harry asked, "What are you talking about?"

Harry could feel Sirius grin. He pulled back and looked down at Harry. "Sometimes I forget you don't know the traditions." Said Sirius with a small smile. Harry narrowed his eyes at him and whacked his arm lightly. He walked over to his bed and started to pick out clothes for the day. Classes were canceled and tomorrow was a Saturday, so they planned on having lots of fun. They all agreed they'd get their costumes on after lunch.

"So, what traditions?" he asked, as he stood up with his clothes, which were a pair of worn jeans and a worn black t-shirt that he's stolen from Sirius.

Sirius smirked and headed towards his bed for clothes. "James' tradition of wearing the same outfit every Halloween." Sirius dug around his trunk and pulled out a pair of worn, comfy looking black leather pants. Apparently he decided he would get rid of the kilt but was going to still wear his shirt. "Jamie always wears this Quidditch uniform of his favorite player since he was little. He just makes it bigger each year and protects it like it was his baby." During this, he had sat down and taken off his socks, but now he stood up. Also, apparently, Sirius had no problem stripping in front of Harry (wonder why…-grins-) but it was obvious that he didn't follow all the traditions of his ancestral Scotsmen, because he was wearing a pair of dark green boxers Harry had lost o couple weeks ago, or so he thought.

"Are those mine?"

Sirius pointed to the clothes in Harry's arms. "Are those mine?"

Harry narrowed his eyes at him. "That's different."

"How so?" Sirius asked, pulling on his pants. He was looking down, seeing if he had gotten them on straight. "How do these-" he stopped, because he looked up and saw the face Harry was giving him. "Hey, now, that isn't fair!" he shouted, seeming really shocked. "You can't do the puppy dog eyes! That's my job!" Harry just pouted more and made his eyes even more puppy-ish. Sirius bit his lip, "Aw, damn." He walked over to Harry and put his arms around him. He kissed his forehead. "I'm sorry lovely…I'll give them back to you later and you can keep my clothes! Please, stop pouting!" Suddenly, Harry started to make a noise. "Harry? You aren't crying, are you?"

Sirius pulled away from Harry with shock. Harry wrapped his arms around himself and doubled over in laughter. Suddenly, he heard people snickering and turned around to see that all of the other boys had heard that whole conversation and were laughing. Harry looked up and stopped laughing. Sirius looked really, genuinely hurt. Harry felt so bad. "Oh, Siri, I'm so sorry! You can keep my boxers if you like, I don't really need them!" He walked the short distance to Sirius and wrapped his arms around him. "I'm sorry!" He turned and glared at the others, who were still snickering. "Shut up guys! You hurt his feelings!"

James rolled his eyes. "Harry, look at him."

Harry looked up into Sirius eyes, and saw that there was merriment in them. Harry let go of him in shock. "You played me!"

Sirius smiled. "Oh, and you didn't."

"That's different!"

"Oh, Merlin, not this again!" Frank muttered, and walked out of the bathroom. The other boys followed. "Why don't we say you both are players and just head down to breakfast, shall we?"

Harry and Sirius glared at him, but Sirius' stomach chose to growl at this moment, making the decision for him. "Okay, I can agree with that." Sirius said. "And you Harry?"

Harry's stomach growled too. "I think that's a yes."

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After breakfast, they and the girls gathered in the common room and talked about what they were going to do tonight. They talked and kidded till lunch. At lunch, they went to the Great Hall and ate till their heart content. Afterwards, they headed back up to their dorms to get into their costumes, or just hang for awhile because their costumes were easy to put on and just didn't want to put them on till later. First they would go to dinner, then go trick-or-treating, and then come back to the Halloween ball.

When it was about half an hour till dinner, most of the people were standing at the bottom of the stairs, yelling for people to hurry up. Among these people were Remus, Peter, Frank, Alice, and Harry. Remus was looking quite dashing in his professor robes with his hair pulled back into a ponytail.

Peter was dressed up as muggle doctor, with the white robes and all the equipment that goes with this sort of things.

Frank was wearing a long, gorgeous red robe with white fur trimming. He was dressed as a young, handsome Santa Claus.

Alice, who was standing next to him, was wearing a red, beautiful gown with silver layering with white fur trimming with her hair pulled up with ringlets. Some green and gold was mixed into the dress, making it all come together nicely. She was going as Mrs. Claus.

Lastly, Harry was going, much too some Gryffindor's disappointment, as a Slytherin, not that he didn't look good as a Slytherin. His hair was spiked with silver and green gel, sticking it up in all angles. He was wearing an emerald green shirt with silver fishnet shirt over it. His black pants, with silver chains and studs, completed his look.

"I'm coming!" a girl shouted down the stairs. They heard feet and everybody gasped when the girl came into view. The girl was wearing an emerald green ball gown with layers of gold and gold trimming. Her red hair was put up in a bun with ringlets surrounding her face. Around her emerald green eyes was a painted on gold and green butterfly mask. She smile, her lips covered with gold sparkles, and said, "I'm sorry I took so long."

Harry's eyes went wide. He couldn't believe how beautiful his mother looked. "You look gorgeous Lily!" Alice shouted, smiling with glee.

Lily turned to look at her and the others. "You look gorgeous too Alice! And the rest of you look wonderful!"

"Thanks Lil's." Frank said, as Lily walked down the stairs and stood next to Harry.

"I'M COMING!" a guy shouted, running down the stairs.

"Don't fall!" Remus shouted up.

They heard a snort of disgust and as the man rounded the corner, he said, "I never fall!" Harry's eyes went wide when he saw Sirius. Sirius smirked and spun in a circle. "Aren't I gorgeous?" Sirius was going as a convict. A very hott convict. His shirt was black and white striped tank top that showed his flat belly a bit. His black and white striped pants fell down to his feet, hiding his black boots. Around his throat was a black dog collar with a silver tag. A pair of silver colored handcuffs were on his left wrist. He was wearing dark eyeliner and silver colored earrings in his ears. In his left hand was a leash. When he came down the stairs, he kissed Harry on the cheek and handed him the leash. "This is for you my Slytherin lover."

Harry took the leash and looked up at his Sirius. It felt so good to feel that special twang of the heart every time he looked at Sirius. "Thank you, my lovely convict." Sirius smiled and put his arm around Harry's waist. (Oh, by the way, they scared all the other people out of the common room…actually, they know better growing up with the Marauders and even the first years know, because their told that this is the Marauders holiday and not to get in their way).

"You look very handsome Sirius." Alice said, smiling at him.

Sirius returned to smile. "Thank you Alice. You are zeer mooi yourself." Alice looked at him questionably. "It means very beautiful."

"Oh, thank you Sirius." She turned to Frank and whispered loudly in his ear, "Why don't you learn a different language?"

"You learn one first." He replied. Alice pouted.

Remus sighed and rolled his eyes. Then he narrowed his eyes and shouted, "Get your bloody arse down here Potter, or I swear…"
"And it's not like it's anything new." Sirius muttered.

"I'm coming, hold you bloody horses!" James shouted. They heard him coming down the stairs, muttering, "Bloody impatient pricks…well, of course not you Lily or Alice." He came down the stairs and stood at the landing. "I mean, you girls aren't pricks…and neither is Harry I suppose, but the rest of you…what are you staring at?" James asked, looking behind him.

"You!" Sirius shouted, unfortunately in Harry's ear. Harry pulled away from him. He rubbed his ear and looked up at his father. Instead of the Quidditch robes he supposedly wears every year, he was wearing a pair of pitch black, leather pants, large black boots, and a white, flowing, piratey type shirt. He was wearing a black cape and a white mask that covered only one eye and part of his face. Sirius' eyes narrowed. "Are those my pants?"

James smiled and walked down the stairs, enjoying all the attention he was getting from his friends. "Yes, actually, they are. I thought you would be happy." Sirius glared, and then muttered something about everyone stealing his clothes. When James got to the bottom of the stairs, he turned to them. "Besides, Lily always a man in leather, didn't you?" His eyes went wide. "Bloody hell, you're gorgeous."

Lily blushed. "Thanks Potter."

James smiled and tugged at his pants. "Damn Black, how the hell can you wear this all the bloody time?"

Sirius shrugged. "It's a gift I suppose."

Harry shook his head and grinned in the manner of 'dear God, what have I gotten myself into?'. "And I was so looking forward to seeing you in your infamous Quidditch outfit."

"If you want, I can go put it on…" James said but everyone, excluding Harry, shouted "NO!" James looked shocked. "And why not? I happen to love that outfit…"

"As much as if it were your only child." Everyone said at the same time. They've hear this speak many of times.

"You look fine." Sirius said and turned to Harry. "We'll just give you a picture of every year of his Halloween life…you'll get sick of looking at them after about the fifth one."

James stuck his nose in the air and walked out in a swirl of cloak. "I'm going to dinner, so adiós amigos." Suddenly he stopped about half way to the portrait. He turned around and walked up to Lily. He bowed. "May I take this fair lady to dinner?"

Lily smirked but shocked all when she took his offered arm and replied, "Of course fair gentleman."

James stood there and stare at her a moment. But soon his face broke out into one of the happiest smiles ever seen by man. After a moment, he realized that he was smiling and coughed. "Well, down to dinner fair maiden." And they walked out the door. The people left looked at each other and grinned. They were all thinking along the lines of how great that Lily and James were getting along.

Sirius turned to Harry and bowed. "May I take this wonderful, gorgeous gentleman to dinner?"

Harry smiled. "Hmm…I don't know…" But he was cut off by Sirius' lips on his. When they broke apart, Harry smirked. "I'm not quite sure if I want a man who is so forward."

Sirius looked offended. "Humph, well fine, I'll just take the wonderful Dr. Pettigrew to dinner." He grabbed Peter's arm and dragged him towards the portrait whole.

Harry smirked and thought, 'Two can play at that game…' He turned to Remus. "Well sir, will you go to dinner with me?"

Remus rolled his eyes but took Harry's offered hand. "Of course, as long as you aren't as forward as that Black over there." Sirius turned around and stuck his tongue out at them.

Alice and Frank followed Sirius and Peter and Remus and Harry out the portrait hole, snickering all the way…

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Dinner was wonderful and Ms. Evans made them all eat healthy types of food, even though they weren't many, saying that if they ate all sweets now, they wouldn't be able to eat all the sweets they were going to get later. Sadly, majority voted with her, making the minority (Sirius, Frank, and Peter) suffer through grueling healthy food.

Soon enough dinner was over and the group of Gryffindor's headed out towards the front doors. As they were getting closer, Harry spotted someone he wanted to talk to. "Hey guys, I'll meet you outside, alright?"

The group looked at him. "Alright Harry…" James said.

"If you're not out in five minutes, we're coming back in." Lily stated and walked out the door. Everyone else followed, though Sirius had to be dragged by Remus and Frank.

Harry sighed and turned to the shadow. "Hey Severus, what are you going as?" A boy the same age as Harry walked out from where he was. He was dressed in his normal clothes. Harry pouted. "Well, that's just boring…"

Severus rolled his eyes. "Sorry if I'm not into the whole dressing up for Halloween as you are."

"Well, I want this to be a good Halloween." Harry replied. "And dressing up is fun."

"Seeing as you're dressed as a Slytherin, I have to say that you should dress that way all the time."

Harry smiled. "I like the colors, but I'm a Gryffindor, sorry to disappoint you."

Snape rolled his eyes. "Yeah, a bloody Gryffindor."

"Yes, a bloody Gryffindor." Harry agreed. He looked at the front door and back to Severus. "Well, I better get going…you should really dress up you know. I'll bring you back some candy."

Severus snorted. "Thanks." He said and started to head away, so Harry turned and headed towards the door, but when he got there, he heard Snape say, "Have fun Harry."

Harry smiled and pushed opened the door. Everyone was standing there, waiting. "There you are!" Sirius said, relieved. He ran up to him and grabbed his hand. "Hurry up! Candy, candy, candy!" Harry rolled his eyes and followed.

As they were walking down the path, Harry happened to look over to Alice and Frank. "Do you guys believe in Santa?" he had to ask.

Frank and Alice looked over their shoulders, but kept on walking. "Yeah, there's really a Santa but not the way the muggles think." Frank replied. "The whole Santa thing got blown out of proportion."

"No, there really is a Santa!" Sirius said who was right next to Harry.

Harry turned to him. "What?" Harry sometimes really wondered about him.

James shouted, from up ahead, "Sirius here is always getting a gift from Santa Claus, but the rest of us don't."

"What do you mean, you get a gift?" Harry asked.

Sirius grinned. "Every year, since first year, I get a gift from Santa."

"Or at least, that's what it says." Remus replied, from his place in the front. "Besides, I don't see how he gets presents when he deserves coal…"

Sirius sighed. "Damn all you non-believers! Santa's gonna sick his reindeers on you!"

Everybody started laughing and shaking their heads. When they were far enough away, they all apparated away from Hogwarts and into the closest muggle town…

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"Holy mother of Merlin! We hit the mother load!" Sirius shouted, as he dumped his bounty into a pile in front of him. They pile was loaded with all sorts of candies, about to his waist. "Harry, you're my lucky charm!" He said with a smile and wrapped his arms around Harry's shoulders. "You have to come with me every year!"

Harry smiled and looked at his loot. It was more candy then he had ever seen, maybe except at Honey Dukes. He looked around and saw that everybody else had the same amount of candy. "Wow…" was all that he said.

Alice smirked. "It was because we all look so beautiful, that is blinded them into giving us more candy then usual."

"Aye-aye's." were said all around.

James stood up with a sigh and waved all his candy back into his bag. "Well, time to go to the ball." He turned to Lily and helped to pull her up. Everyone else got up and waved their candy into their bags.

After all the candy was safely in the trunks, they met downstairs. James took Lily's arm, Sirius took Harry's, and Frank took Alice's. When they all walked down to the Great Hall, these two girls, a pretty blonde as a nurse and a pretty brunette as a student, walked up to Remus and Peter and took one of their arms. The brunette with Remus and the blonde with Peter. The group now all walked in a beautifully lit, wonderfully decorated room with small tables all around and a band playing music. Everyone was dancing and soon the group disappeared into the crowds. Harry knew this was his best Halloween ever…

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By the end, everyone was so sugar high and just plain happy that everyone got a kissed by someone. Harry by Sirius, Alice by Frank, Remus by his 'student', Peter by his 'nurse', and James by Lily. That's right, Lily kissed James. In the morning, she'll blame it on the sugar…