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I'm soooooo sorry to everyone who was waiting for my lazy butt to update my story. School started and you would understand if you met some of my teachers. Yeah, I'm talking lots and lots of homework. Which means almost no time for writing.

I had this chapter in my head for a while (like, a week) and finally got the time to sit down and put in on paper.

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Hogwarts Performs Wicked

Their footsteps echoed off the walls as the two walked down the empty hallway.

It was after curfew, but they had a note from Miss Davenport that allowed them to be up this late.

From the light of her wand, Lily saw Belletrix send a particularly nasty scowl in her direction. She had been doing that every minute or so since they started, so Lily ignored it and kept looking ahead.

Mrs. Davenport had told the two leads that they should work extra hard to learn their lines early. The scenes that the two were in together were not going exceedingly well. During one, a young third year was sent to the hospital wing after an unintentional curse missed its target.

Mrs. Davenport obviously thought that the answer when two tigers fight is to lock them up together. She mustn't have known that usually one of them ends up dead. This was very likely to happen in the case of these two girls practicing their lines together- without any witnesses.

"Are we almost there?" Belletrix whined, and Lily quickly shushed her. "What?" asked Belletrix.

"Be quiet." Lily whispered. Even though they were technically allowed to be out, she still felt as though they were breaking school rules.

Belletrix seemed to guess this, seeing her jumpiness, but she only smirked and kept walking. Lighting her own wand, Lily ran up and fell into step with her.

After a while of silence they came to a intersection in the road-er-hallway. As they stood in the center the four hallways seemed deathly black.

"What's that smell?" Belletrix asked, looking around to decide which hallway the smell was coming from.

"That way leads to the kitchen." Lily said, pointing to her right.

The only reason she knew that was because she stopped there every time she had patrol. Almost every time she found at least one of the Marauders there.

No sooner had she spoken the words then they heard a loud smashing sound and several whispers coming from that direction.

"Quick, put your wand out." Belletrix said worriedly to Lily, but Lily was staring off into that direction, thinking.

"No, no." She muttered, trying to listen to the voices. She could have sworn she recognized-

"M'dears!" same the slurring voice of none other than Sirius Black. He swaggered into their views and said, "And what would two fine looking girls like yourselves be doing in this hallway, at this hour?" He said, and even though he was drunk, he still sounded well bred.

"Sorry Lily, one too many fire whiskeys," Remus said, as he too became visible.

Sirius started to hit on Belletrix, too drunk to recognize she was A) a Slytherin, and B) his cousin. Belletrix, aware of the fact she would be outnumbered if she cursed him, tried to ignore him, but kept a tight clutch on her wand.

"Remus? Why are you down here, even to accompany you friend," Lily said with a pointed look Sirius.

"We were celebrating." Said Remus.

"Celebrating what?" Lily said, never aware Sirius could win a thing, or that Remus had won any awards recently.

Without thinking Remus said, "James' luck at getting a lead."

"Yeah, but you got a lead too, wait-" She said, looking suspicious at an idea she just had.

"What?"

"I've never heard of anyone having a party of any kind without the person it's about." Lily said. Pointing an accusing finger at Remus and turning to the hallway again. "Where are they?" She asked as she made her way away from Remus and deeper into the hall.

"Where are who?" Remus asked, quite aware that Lily had already figured out the entire thing and saw no point in making a convincing lie.

In one swift movement Lily turned around rapidly and grabbed at the air, revealing James and Peter.

"I knew it." She said proudly, putting the silvery cloak into her bag.

"Hey, Lily." James said nervously.

"Belletrix, ready, I think theses prats can find their way back on their own."

"Are you sure?" She said, playing along, "That one seems to be a slight bit tipsy."

"Yes, but on the chance that they can't, maybe we'll get lucky and they'll fall into the Black Lake."

And with that they walked off down the opposite hall, and some could swear Belletrix had the slightest bit of respect in her eye.

The (sober) boys stared at their retreating backs until the light of their wands was no longer visible. They were each trying to figure out what had just happened.

Did a Slytherin and Gryffindor just walk off, together?