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The week before Christmas came flying at Mach.5, but on a Wednesday evening before the ball, time wasn't the only thing speeding by.

"WinGARdi-um LeviOsa!" and Mokona whizzed through the air, singing blissfully about balloons and flying saucers. Sakura ran over to where Fai had caught Mokona just before he smacked the blonde man in the face.

"Are you alright, Fai-san?" she asked, the perfect picture of a damsel in distress. Fai grinned lazily.

"It's nothing, Sakura-chan. I do so like that spell", he added.

"I could do it again, if you'd like", she said. Fai's grin turned a bit too evil for safety.

"Well, could you levitate..." he whispered into Sakura's ear. She looked mortified for a second, and then mumbled something back. The wizard scanned the room. James was helping Syaoran with Transfiguring turtles; Kurogane was working out the theory of a Polyjuice Potion and grumbling at the same time; Maaya and Sirius were arguing over the way to pronounce the incantation of a Silencing Charm.

"It's SilenCI-o!" Maaya insisted. Sirius had his wand out and was motioning angrily with it.

"No, it's SiLENci-o!" he nearly shouted, jabbing his wand.

"Alright! No need to get tes-" Maaya made to finish her words, but it became evident that Sirius had not only pronounced the spell correctly, but also performed the charm. Whether it was an accident or not was yet to be seen, as Sirius lounged in the chair, smirking. Maaya withdrew her trusty Daily Prophet and Sirius promptly frowned.

"Would it irk you to know that I haven't studied the counter curse?" He asked somewhat tersely. Maaya put on a murderous face and held up five fingers of a right hand, her left gripping the paper like no tomorrow.

"She means you have five seconds to learn it," Jeanne said upon entering the room with Lily, Alice, and Remus. Mokona bounced onto her shoulder; she seemed to have taken a liking to the brunette. Maaya simultaneously lowered her last finger, looking like a vicious hyena.

Fai whispered back to Sakura; a sly, sheepish smile sprouted. Syaoran, who had been watching Maaya's murder bout (In an attempt to subdue her, Sirius had tried Stunning her and was now paying the price), didn't know whether to be entertained or frightened. The previous Princess Sakura had harbored a mile-wide mischievous streak and an appetite for conspiratorial trouble making. From the looks of it, this little kink was fast returning. He tapped his tutor on the shoulder, and soon they both were watching with mounting anticipation.

As Sakura raised her wand and began the spell, Maaya furiously brought the paper down on Sirius's cranium, and upon achieving victory, fled behind the Princess.

"WinGARdi-um LeviOsa!" And it hit Sirius square on. He flew up, grabbing James wrist. The bespectacled boy, in shock, snatched Lily's arm, who held frantically on to Alice to keep her from flying. Alice's arms flailed until they came in contact with Syaoran, and she wouldn't let go. The result was a rather peculiar chain of Gryffindor 5th years with Sirius on the top and Syaoran clinging to the floor.

Sakura gulped.

"Gomen..." She said. Everyone but Syaoran was floating some distance in the air.

Fai smiled. Lily, who had just discovered that James was holding her hand, tried in a futile, desperate attempt to pull away (not that it was wise, her being five feet from the ground). Maaya whipped out a Muggle camera, most likely Charmed, and snapped a photo. Sirius bellowed, "Will someone the bloody hell get me down!" And Remus rounded it off by replying that they looked like they were "having quite a bit of fun", and would have been dead had Sirius's feet been planted firmly on the ground.

This all happened in, say, two seconds.

In another two seconds, it all came crashing down.

Syaoran on the ground, Alice on top of Syaoran, Lily over her, James on Lily, and Who Else? directly on top.

Kurogane raised a thick eyebrow.

"Powerful spell. Not bad."

"Sirius, you need to lose some weight."

"Like you have room to talk, Potter."

"Evans, you're only cross because of the fact that we caused Snape to do jig for Professor Kettleburn at breakfast. I personally, think it was a vast improvement."

"Get OFF, Lily."

But what has Snape ever done to you, Potter?" Lily said heatedly, having temporarily ignored the fact that James was currently in her lap. Alice leaned over to Syaoran.

"It's only a matter of time", she muttered. Syaoran grinned nervously. A small bolt of pain shot up his leg. Maaya snapped another picture.

"Well, there's the fact that he's a slimy, brainless git who is athletically challenged and can't even throw a spell-"

"-without saying some very ugly things that we wouldn't want to taint your mind with, now, would we?" Sirius concluded.

Lily was seething.

"I may recall directing the question to Potter, Black."

Sirius shrugged. "Whatever floats your boat, Evans." Remus cleared his throat.

"I'm sure you lot are having a picnic down there, but if Syaoran dies there'll be quite a bit of paperwork and we'll all mourn his demise," he drawled. Syaoran smiled wincing; so far, he had stoically taken every bit of physical abuse to his body.

Jeanne laughed, saying, "Interesting how you put the paperwork before his death."

"Black, Potter, Lily Evans," Alice shrieked, making everyone jump in fear, "if you don't get up in five seconds, Syaoran won't be the only one who dies an unpleasant death!"

James fidgeted. "Really, mate, I can't even try to wiggle out. And trust me, I don't want to hex my best mate across the room."

Sirius shrugged, taking his time getting up. The others stretched and groaned, James looking at Sirius suspiciously. Surely, he had something else left to say.

"Well," Sirius said, yawning and cracking his knuckles dramatically, "it figures that Jamesie-boy would side with the love of his life and her best friend," he quipped in an offhand way.

Before James or Lily could protest, Maaya stuck out her hand, and a poor-spirited Lily had no choice but to take it. Maaya grinned and took a picture. Lily stared at her, perplexed.

"What, Maaya?" She asked. Maaya shrugged innocently, a smile on her face.

"Mm, Potter fell on you and you're blushing." Lily's eyebrows rose sky-high, her mouth opening and closing but making no sounds.

"Maaya Sakamoto, you die TONIGHT!"

A drop of sweat rolled down Sakura's forehead.

"Wheet-whoo."

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"Evans! For the lov-a Merlin!"

"What!" An irritated Lily asked. Mokona bounced innocently in the background before Kurogane snatched him out of the air.

After having the honor of witnessing the nastier side of Lily and James's 'relationship', the gang found themselves residing in the hospital wing after James's, Sirius's and Snape's latest fight. James only sustained a scrape on his elbow, but Sirius had took it a little further and was currently nursing a bruise above his eye and a very nasty cut on his arm. He grimaced as Madam Pomfrey dabbed the wound with ointment. James, of course, was upholding his end of a heated argument with Lily over the primitive workings the Marauders' minds.

"Evans, I can't see why you fail to realize that besides Snape being an intolerable slimy git who deserves to be cursed, that he and the people he associates with have got it in for Muggle-borns and the like!" He struggled with his words; this was obviously one of the more intense verbal disagreements with the deeper meanings embedded in everyone's sentences.

"Don't you get it! He's- there's every likelihood that he's studying Dark magic and the like-" James couldn't seem to get his thoughts out fast enough, and yet, he was restraining himself from saying everything on his mind.

"He's.." he lowered his voice, and those sitting around Sirius's hospital cot furrowed their brows to try and listen. "He's, I dunno! Him and his group, they-their out to get people who aren't Pure Bloods!" He finally burst out. Several eyebrows rocketed into their owner's hair. "I wouldn't put it past him that he's probably studying all sorts of- things." He decided to stop- he was on the verge of revealing too much of the revelations that the Marauders had made on the shifty Slytherin. Evans would probably call the idea ridiculous, that Snape was learning Dark magic in his spare time.

Lily huffed. "You honestly think that I haven't come across that thought before?"

James gaped. Sirius gaped. Remus gaped, in a more polite way. Peter looked confused. Lily rolled her eyes.

"You lot act like it's never been thought of. Of course Snape might be doing illegal things. I wouldn't put it past him." She sat back in her chair, glowering at anything in her line of vision.

Sirius was the first to recover. "But then why must you always stop us from giving Snape what he deserves?" He asked hotly. "Basically, we're doing the school a favor by squashing the likes of him!"

Lily felt like banging her head on the table. She settled for slamming her palms against it. Alice shook her head, shooting the Marauders a look of pure pity.

Mokona imitated her.

"For the smartest, wittiest boys in school, you sure are dense," she said plaintively. Syaoran and Sakura watched apprehensively through the whole thing. Sirius snorted. They all watched as Lily threw her things helter-skelter into her bag and headed to the entrance. Halfway there, she pivoted and threw her arms around James awkwardly, who froze stone cold. Everyone's head turned to follow the auburn haired Prefect until she slipped outside. Sirius regarded James gravely, who had his head in his hands.

"If I wasn't completely shell-shocked, I'd say that Lily just hugged Potter," Maaya said in a mixture of pity and repulse.

"Shut up, Sakamoto, jus-just shut up," came the defeated voice of one James Potter. Fai exchanged a rare Look with Kurogane, who grunted. Mokona's "puu" resonated in the chamber.

"Wheet-whoo."

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A crack of thunder escaped the darkening mass of clouds outside the window. Mokona had vanished, and thirty minutes later, the group was still forlornly sitting around Sirius's cot waiting for Madam Pomfrey to banish them all when Lily came hurtling into the Wing from the corridor adjacent, her eyes wildly searching the room before resting on the befuddled students in front of her.

"Where's Madam Pomfrey," she asked breathlessly. All of the last hour's incidents seemed to have escaped her mind. Alice shook her head, alert.

"She's asking the Potions Master for some Calming Draught. Why?" Alice returned the question. Lily evaded it, instead saying," Remus. Out in the hall. I need a boy Prefect, and you're it." Worry clouded said Prefect's face, and he ran out in the hall at Lily's heels. The rest of them barely had time to wonder whatever was going on before Remus shouted. The remaining Marauders suddenly became much more awake.

"Remus never shouts," Peter said, leaning forward in his chair to try peeking out the door. A flash of light lit the hallway, and a scream echoed through the walls- one scarily like-

"Jeanne!" Maaya shouted. A bolt of lightning answered her. The candles' flames flickered and distorted their shadows, and the nine students seated in the chamber were harshly reminded of the time- it was late evening, and none of them had eaten dinner, nor left the infirmary since class ended.

Jeanne raced in cradling Mokona and looking visibly shaken, followed by a frightened Lily and Remus-with a girl in his arms. Maaya jumped up. Syaoran's head turned like it had been flicked. Fai was alert as a tiger, and Kurogane straightened from his slumped position in the chair.

"It's- Emmeline!" She cried. The blonde girl seemed to be sleeping, except that the steady rise and fall of her chest was missing. Mokona did her patented sad face.

"She has a pulse," Mokona said, tapping her foot. Jeanne darted to the door.

"I'll get Madam Pomfrey," she said, and no sooner did she say it, did the nurse rush in.

"Has someone been injured?" She asked, narrowing her eyes at everyone.

"Yes," Remus replied, "and no." Emmeline hung limply from his arms. Madam
Pomfrey's eyes grew to the size of saucers, and she practically flew in. Sakura smiled and patted Alice's arm, no doubt comforting her.

Five minutes later, and Madam Pomfrey was getting increasingly irritated and worried.

"None of my cures seem to work," she huffed, setting back several bottles. "And the girl's mouth is clamped shut. I'm sure we'll find a way," she added at the nervous faces of Lily and Alice. Maaya frowned and muttered something to Jeanne, who extracted Maaya's camera from her cloak pocket along with a bottle of some strange, grainy crystals.

"What's that?" Alice asked dubiously. Jeanne uncorked the bottle and waved it under the unconscious girl's nose. "Muggle smelling salts," she explained. Maaya's frown deepened as she came across something she didn't like on her camera.

Emmeline moaned and fidgeted, her friends all sighing with relief and simultaneously rubbing their eyes. Emmeline opened one eye.

"Why am-" she punctuated the question with a yawn, "-I here?"

"You fainted, so Re- we carried you here," Lily explained, seeing Remus's frantic head shaking. Jeanne took in the scene with mild interest, then peeped at the pictures in Maaya's hands. The "floating Congo Line", another Congo picture, Lily blushing, a dark, freaky shadow-thing...and a large, pale feather with intricate maroon swirls...

Jeanne and Maaya gave each other The Look. Madam Pomfrey's concerned voice, Emmeline's tired answers, the Marauders strangely quiet conversation, and the girls' speculations on what happened all faded into the background. The exchange students had been awfully silent. Now they were conversing, but so that no one could hear them without being caught eavesdropping.

Snooping days were long past, and now was the time to resurrect them.

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Syaoran stared into his fingers, feeling his companions' gaze on him. No doubt, the Emmeline Vance incident(as they now called it) had something to do with Sakura's memory. He, in turn, looked at the girl gently snoozing next to him. So far, they hadn't many clues, except that the feather kept appearing around the strangest places and had a peculiar tendency to explode in people's faces.

Syaoran sat up. Maybe they weren't such strange appearances at all...

Syaoran answered his fellow 'students' questioning looks.

"I've noticed...the feather tends to appear around places or people of Ravenclaw House," he said. Fai mused this. He thought back to the numerous bits of gossip and conversations he'd eavesdropped on and partaken in at the Ravenclaw House table. Pieces of petty rumors, useful nonetheless.

"It may just be coincidence," he said slowly, "but it's not just any Ravenclaws." A heavy cloud of silence and thought lingered upon them. And then, everything clicked.

"Emmeline-san's Charms Class..."

"The Ravenclaw Common Room..." Kurogane proffered, his face half hidden by shadows from the fireplace.

"And Emmeline herself," Fai concluded. Syaoran turned wide, slightly apprehensive eyes to them.

"You don't think..." It was a bit strange, and very frightening. To think that the memory had nestled itself inside...

"We shouldn't jump to conclusions so quickly," Kurogane grunted. It was stressing (or so he said) to be hanging around a bunch of "Slytherin fools with nothing better to do than shoot insults and meaningless death threats". He was clearly happy that Mokona had abandoned them to join Maaya and the other girls in Gryffindor Tower that night, which was thankfully, not far away. Reception was still clear, and Kurogane needn't put up with unnecessary annoyances.

The embers flickered, casting patterned shadows on the mottled brick furnace.

The scene would've been perfect, three boys seated in armchairs and a sofa around the fire with a storm raging outside and a sleeping girl draped across one's lap. The dark 'reflections' of the chairs danced this way and that. Fai smiled and stretched, then put his hands on his knees.

"Ghost stories, anyone?"

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Robe shopping. Ouch. The two words positively belonged together.

Three hours and about Sixty-Million dress robe shops into their Hogsmeade trip, and the girls had only managed to come up with sore feet and groans. Maaya was in her usual hysterics, touched up a knot.

"WHY is it SO hard, to find suitable dress robes, JEWELRY, and the usual ..."

"Maaya," Jeanne said soothingly, patting her hysterical best friend's shoulder. "Watch your language." Maaya ignored her and went on ranting. Jeanne rolled her eyes. Mokona, on her shoulder, had to agree.

"...And make it back to the castle by SIX o' CLOCK!" Maaya finished, plum in the face. Jeanne lounged in her chair, ignoring the strange looks the other people in the café were giving them. A second later, she had hustled them all out the door and across the street to Gladrags. She gave them an earful there.

When she finished, she pushed Lily and Emmeline in one direction, Alice and Sakura in another, and Maaya and Mokona in the last.

"Lily, Emmeline already has something, she'll help you decide. Alice and Sakura will look together. Maaya, Mokona and I will rummage through here; if you find something you like, buy it, no second thoughts; meet at the jewelry shop next door in exactly forty-five minutes!"

Lily and Alice would've complained that forty-five minutes was too little time, and Maaya may have argued that it was too much, but with Jeanne the Drill Sergeant, there was no messing around. So the girls split up.

Emmeline already had a set of robes in her trunk at the castle. Something pale blue with diamonds. All she had to do was pick up a gold bracelet and a pair of earrings(or two) and she'd be set. Satisfied, she turned to the other task at hand.

Calming Lily. They said that redheads had infamous tempers, and Emmeline wanted nothing better than to throw ice-cold buckets of water on Lily's head, because sooner or later Emmeline's headache would get the best of her.
In a vain attempt to soothe Lily, Emmeline showed her a pair of scarlet robes that were Spanish looking and rather...quirky. Lily shook her head fiercely and marched up the aisle. Then Emmeline saw it. Emerald-green. A flash of silk. Why was everything coming to her in little jerks of thought?

'Perhaps it's the side effects of what happened several days ago,' she thought, walking to the section of the rack it was in. Things were still rather hazy.
She pulled the robes off the rack with the accompanying shoes and put them in a surprised Lily's hands.

"They suit your eyes," she said, in a that's-that-and-no-nothing voice. Lily carted them off to the cashier (a smiling young witch) in an instant.

Sakura was enraptured with the dress. It was pink kimono-style robe, and the sleeves-decorated with cherry blossoms, mind you- swept the floor. It tied with a dark pink sash. The fitting lady smiled and told them that the dress would suit "Miss Sakura" perfectly.

Their helper, the one that commented on the robes, had straight black hair that shimmered in one wave and tickled the insides of her knees. Her eyes were, weirdly enough, ruby-red, and big, but slitted. The smile she tossed them was comforting and very uncomfortable, and it made Alice subconsciously think of thin streams of tobacco smoke wafting through a dusty antiques shop, set inside an old-fashioned Victorian house with a full porch circling three sides of the house and topped with balustrades...

Alice uncharacteristically frowned. Why did the woman seem to know more than she let on?

"Miss," the lady said, calling Alice back from her trance. Sakura looked at her curiously.

"Oh! Yes.." Alice said, feeling terribly unfocused. The woman simply smiled a smile that unsettled her to no end, and handed her a set of dress robes in deep turquoise velvet.

"It matches your personality." Alice didn't feel like asking, but the robes were fine.
She took them and went with Sakura to pay, all the while feeling the woman's half-smile on her back.

The lady, in the meantime, began to go through the rest of the robes in the display rack, absently fiddling with the nametag on her worker's robes that said 'Ichihara, Yu...'

Maaya bought her special occasion clothing in advance, a an ocean blue robe with pants underneath. Not to Jeanne's surprise.

"I don't see the need for frills and lace," Maaya complained. "They just get in the way."

"I whole-heartedly agree," Jeanne said, clambering through the display racks and shoving past the immense numbers of hangers draped with velvet and satin.

"And why are we still looking, anyway?" Maaya asked suspiciously. "You already bought that lavender thingy back there."

Jeanne shrugged and continued swimming through the rows of clothing, Maaya at her heels. "We need something for Mokona." She stopped as they reached the very corner of the shop, picked up a red satin handkerchief and folded it into a yukata-looking miniature robe (enforced with a spell) and slipped it over Mokona's head. After shaking it back to its original form, she paid, and they both sat down on the chairs by the fitting rooms.

"Well, whaddya reckon?" Maaya asked, taking out her camera and the photos.
Jeanne cradled her chin in her hand, thinking pensively.

"We investigate."

Maaya raised her eyebrows, tapping the counter absentmindedly.

"Everything?" She asked. "Even the Lupin-er, someone Case? And the...transfers?"

Jeanne nodded. "Everything. But we don't have to be nosy about it, and we don't have to break any school rules."

Maaya nodded, and they picked up the bag holding the robes and kerchief.

"And whatever we do," Maaya said in a sudden burst of caring confidentiality, "if we find out, we don't have to grill them for information or anything. Just help them."

Jeanne stared at her, incredulity written on her forehead.

"Who are you and just what have you done with Maaya!"

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Sakura set the brush down, and Lily admired her hair, set in loose curls. They could've passed off for twins sharing the same hair and green eyes, but for the radically different outfits they wore and the personalities they withheld.

"Pretty!" Mokona said, in her yukata/handkerchief robe.

Jeanne, in lavender satin that could only be described as "really-long-and-flowing-with-sleeves-that-touch-the-floor", finished putting her hair in a braid and began the most complicated knot she could think of on Alice's blonde locks.

"What's the big hairdo for?" Maaya asked, pulling on socks and blue dress shoes.

She refused to show any signs of femininity and pulled her hair into a spiky ponytail. Accepting a few hairpins from Mokona, Jeanne sniffed (more like sniggered in a ladylike way) and ignored the voice in her head telling her to laugh out loud.

"For Alice's boy-mmrphf!" She said, trying to persist with Alice's hand clamped firmly over her mouth. Mokona clung to Jeanne's shoulder, singing gaily.

"Oohhh," Maaya said, nodding as she shoved a couple clips into her hair. The know-it-all grin spread across her face. "For the Longbotto-mmbrr!"

"Who?" Lily asked, she and Sakura turning to stare at both of Alice's hands itching to strangle some throats. Alice shook her head vigorously.

Jeanne 'hmph'ed, saying, "Alice, stop moving around, or the twist will fall. I'm not done yet!" She wrenched herself free of the girl's vice grip and set to work enchanting the hair to stay up.

Maaya had now retreated to her bedside and was currently rummaging around under it. Jeanne noticed, and said nothing. It was better to stay in the dark rather than get your head bit off. After she finished the "darned thing!", they headed downstairs, Maaya and Jeanne coaxing to no avail for any one of the others to go in front.

"Guess it's me, then," Jeanne sighed dramatically. Alice slapped her arm. Jeanne laughed and traipsed down the steps, halting to steal Maaya's camera from her hands.

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"Ahem."

The seven boys, readying themselves in Syaoran's room, turned to look at the mirror.

"Absolutely spiffing," Sirius proclaimed, turning to admire himself. And they were.
The boys, dressed in robes of various rich colors, made a rather fetching picture.

Fai tugged at his cuffs. As a teenager, he was still too tall. The same couldn't quite be said for Kuro-wanka, who had gotten huge, roomy dress robes and was Charming them to shrink to his already massive size.

'Why haven't I thought of that?" Fai mused, whipping out his own wand. He watched Syaoran straighten his robes. They looked remotely similar to his outfit from Spirit.

James flattened his hair, and to no avail, it bounced up as perkily as ever.

"Prongs, ditch the effort," Sirius said, looking absolutely dashing in robes of grey-blue, his own thick, dark hair falling over his eyes. Remus fastened the last button on his dark grey robes and pointed out kindly to Peter that he'd put the buttons in the wrong holes. He grinned, and suddenly, he wasn't a sickly boy with lycanthropy, he was a charming young man on his way to stun the smiles off all the ladies at a ball. He slapped his comrades on the back. They all looked up, consequently, into the mirror. What looked back at them was a picture of four extremely handsome boys dressed in their finest (and proud of it, by the look of the Gryffindor colors James was wearing) and off to charm every girl that came their way. Syaoran, Fai, and Kurogane joined them with a wave of Remus's hand.

"Boys," James said, "We are officially-"

"-the most eligible bachelors of Hogwarts, off to charm the pants off every lovely lady down in that damn hall!" Sirius whooped. The rest of the Marauders cried, "Huzzah!" and Syaoran, Fai, and Kurogane(grudgingly) followed suit.

The timelessness of the picture was shattered, but the fetching image remained.

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Maaya looked around the room gleefully. She surveyed her work with a smile. The hall was filled with sound and people were dancing. The blue-eyed girl walked over to the food table. She picked up a pastry and nibbled on it slowly. Mini-Kuro sat in her arms.

"Pippi!" he squealed.

Maaya looked down at him. "Wha? You know, you need a name..."

"Ya!" Mini-Kuro pipped up.

"How about Pookian III AKA Pookie?"

"Ya!"

"So, Pookian III it is." Maaya smiled.

Pookian was wearing a purple yukata. It had golden swirls all over it with red at the tips of the swirls. He wore a blood red sash that complimented the purple and gold yukata.

James and Sirius came over to the table with grins on their faces. The two boys got some punch from the bowl next to Maaya.

"What did you do this time?" Maaya asked with a frown. The two boys seemed a bit off this evening, and it didn't look like they had any of the punch yet. They might have had some of the red drink though. You could never tell with those two.

"Who says we did anything?" Sirius asked taking a sip of the punch. James nodded in agreement.

"Well, the looks on your faces for one thing," Maaya stated. "And besides, this is a huge ball. I know that you have to have done something."

"No, we didn't!" James exclaimed.

"Yes, we did!" Sirius declared at the same exact moment.

"Yes! We did!" James said, switching after he heard what Sirius said.

"No! We didn't!" Sirius had exclaimed with James for the second time.

Maaya stared at the two, but then got mad. "Tell me the truth now," the black haired girl demanded with a glare.

"We," James started taking a gulp of punch, unaffected by the glare.

"Spiked the punch," Sirius concluding finishing up his drink.

"You WHAT?" Maaya yelled in shock. The hall stared at her like she was crazy. The three waited a few minutes for the ball to go on and then they continued their conversation.

"We spiked the punch," James repeated simply.

"But-but! I spiked the punch too!" Maaya exclaimed,

"Huh? You too?" Sirius asked casually. "That's nice."

Maaya looked at the boy like he was crazy. "Don't you care?"

"The more the better," James chirped.

Maaya shook her head. Sometimes she didn't understand boys. The girl watched the two, amazed as they finished off their punch and got refills. They then waltzed away, arm in arm.

The blue-eyed girl walked over to Lily and Jeanne. The two girls knew that she had spiked the punch so they stayed away from the reddish drink. "Sirius and James spiked the punch also," Maaya stated.

Lily looked at Maaya. "Potter and Black spiked the punch! The idiots!"

"I think we've known that those two are idiots for a long while now," Jeanne commented.

"True," Maaya stated.

"Though we all know that Maaya's an idiot too." Jeanne said.

"You have a point there," Lily said thoughtfully.

"You're right," Maaya agreed. Lily and Jeanne started laughing. Maaya looked at them like they grew four heads. After a few seconds, Maaya realized what she had said. "Hey!" the girl shouted. "That's not funny!"

"Okkoiams!" Pookian squealed. The girls stared at him. "Wha? Me likes making weird noises."

The three girls burst out with laughter once again.

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Alchemy: Next time, part 2!

Sun: Weren't we supposed to do that his time?

Alchemy: Ssshhhh! I'm going to make it better!

Sun: If you say so.

Alchemy: I do! Well, until next time Ja!

Sun: Please review!