The Marauders spent most of the day plotting. They wouldn't let a temporary setback like this keep them from their clever scheme! They huddled in the farthest most corner of the Library. They hoped that the Library would cover the sent of trouble with one of boredom, but no such luck. The Marauders. Huddled in a Library? On a beautiful afternoon? Yeah, sure. They managed to sneak past Madam Pince. She had only been working at Hogwarts for two years, but everyone knew not to double cross her. Moony had come too. But only because he needed someone to help him study for Transfiguration.

The back corner of the Library actually wasn't that bad. There was a smallish table, just perfect for four boys. A tapestry hung close by, depicting a herd of centaurs sending up a volley of arrows, and a small window was high above they're heads, it sent a waterfall of light down over them. The shelves closest to them were all just about bloodlines and family trees; so, needless to say, no one ever came into that area. They picked this area for all these reasons. It was perfect for plotting. In truth, the Library wasn't foreign to the Marauders. They had spent a fair amount of time at this very table, pouring over books hat had anything to do with being an animagus. But it was suspicious.

"Heh hem." Said James. "I now call this Marauder meeting into order. Padfoot, would you mind telling our fellow trouble-makers why we're here?" Sirius grinned.

"Sure thing mate, er, Prongs. So, we all know that our primary target has been shifted to Adell Sanctamonia; She's nosey, a know-it-all, a rebel, and an all around bitch. Besides being a fourth year girl and a Transfigureidiot, be cautioned, she can act fast when she needs to. So we're going to teach her some manners. Uh... I think thats about it. Back to you Prongs." James nodded in all around seriousness. Wormtail was clinging to their every word, but Remus was busying himself with a book and not paying attention. James however treated the 'meeting' like he was addressing a legion of Soldiers.

"Right men. I have confirmed from this morning, that Adell will be hard. Her Social awkwardness makes her harder to affect than an average human, however there's a little something for everyone, eh' gents?" Wormtail nodded vigorously as Remus scoffed.

"So, first order of business, we have six days left, seven if we count packing and the train ride. We need to divide them so that we can individually plan our tactics. Divide and Conquer, as always." James was obviously pleased with his plan. But Remus disagreed.

"Seriously James, At the rate your going, you might as well conquer Rome, erect statues in your honor and get murdered by your best friend on a big staircase. You might as well change your motto to "veni vidi vici." I suits you just fine." Remus stated from begins his Transfiguration textbook. Everyone sent him identically blank looks. "Muggle studies?" he probed. blank looks "Shakespeare?" more blank looks "Caesar?" Remus sighed. "Never mind. Forget I said anything. He vanished once again, behind the musty pages.

"Look Moony, If you have problems with what we're doing, then just drink a tall glass of shut the bloody hell up!" James half whispered half shouted. "Anyway. I think we should draw days. He took a tin can (no one really wanted to know why he had it) from his bag, and dropped a few little scraps of parchment in it. He shook the can lightly, and passed it on to Padfoot. Sirius accepted the tin offering and dug a hasty hand into it before pulling out his piece. He took it out and cleared his throat, holding the piece of parchment at arms length. Majestically he said;

"Monday." They nodded, and Peter took the can. Grabbing the first one he saw he muttered the word.

"Thursday." Wormtial thrust it at Remus, who then ignored it until James took it. James made a show of closing his eyes a stirring the contents with a finger before finally choosing.

"Sunday. Ooh! I get another shot today!" they all repeated the process again and the results were as follows.

Sirius: Monday, Wednesday

Wormtail: Thursday, Tuesday

James: Sunday, Saturday

"Wait, wait, wait." said Sirius. "You forgot Friday." James just smirked.

"Friday is the last full moon of the year. I think that we'll be busy enough that night." No one noticed that Remus paled at James' muttered words. They all felt the anticipation of getting to run free for a night. Sirius gave James another cocky grin.

"What a great way to celebrate the end of OWL's!" he said.

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The Marauders dispersed to think about the may ways to torture a tiny fourth year. Hmmmmmmm. James had a LOT of thinking to do. He had the first and last opportunity to make her crack... he wasn't exactly sure what her cracking would be like, but he would try nonetheless. Well, he might as well just start at the top of the list, and work his way down... He had tried subtle embarrassment... so that left... Verbal Abuse! He smiled. He would have to catch her at the exact right time. What to do, what to do.

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Adell sat with her legs crossed under a very large oak tree, sketching a large beetle that had slowly and dutifully made it's way up a a large rock not to far away. She thought that the beetle looked rather dignified. It didn't care that it was so much smaller than her, it looked strait ahead and continued to strut in a very vertical fashion. Not many humans had the guts to do what this bug was doing. And yet it seemed unbothered by the large eyes soaking him in and recreating him onto paper.

People were milling about and talking. It was a beautiful day, but a smaller percentage of students were outside. Most everyone, was inside. Cramming for the end of the year exams. She did see a small group of girls her age by the lake. Maybe I should go over there and sit with them. She thought.

Nope. Nuh-uh Not going to happen. I'm not ready yet. She said, silently panicking on the inside. Wow. How depressing is that. I'm afraid to say hello and sit down next to a group of people. Solitude has not treated me well.

The smell of failure was to strong for her, so she finished the drawing when the bug flew away, carefully closed the notebook, and stood, dusting the loose sediment from her seat. She made her way indoors. In the hallway, she somehow got stuck between a large horde of people moving in every direction. She surprisingly had enough courage to smile at a few people. Some returned the token of happiness, others were simply to anxious to care. And the others were jerks. But all was well in the world.

However, Adell was unaware of the danger lurking around the corner. Quite literally in fact.

Thanks to:

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and Pennypotter128 (again)

A/N veni vidi vici means "I came, I saw, I conquered" It was Caesar's motto. Yeah. Thats geek humor for you. Wow... for a geek I sure can't spell! I'm more of a dork, really. But I am Adorkable. The coolest dork you'll ever meet! Okay, I'll just stop now.