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This is the longest chapter by far.

Disclaimer: I DON'T OWN IT, CHILDREN. DEAL WITH IT. I'm gonna go cry now. "Mommy! I DON"T OWN HARRY POTTER!" sobs the girl.

Is that how they think of me? thought Jazz, as she ran to the library. Not even a girl. Ha. I'll show them. I can be girlier than Celestina Warbeck. She grabbed Lily by the arm as soon as she came into sight, and dragged her to the dorm.

"Wha-Jazz! What are you-" said Lily. As they opened the dorm door they found Cherry and Alice reading. Jazz took a breath.

"Meeting after dinner

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Only until they were in the Great Hall did Jazz remember that it was Halloween.

"Ohmygosh, I totally forgot!" yelled Jazz and Cherry at the exact same time. They looked at each other, and doubled over cracking up. James and Remus looked at them sadly. The girls continued whispering and talking throughout the feast, and didn't even notice when James raised his wand. Except Cherry.

"Hey, what's James doing?" Jazz gulped. She knew exactly what James was doing.

"Duck, get under the table!" hissed Jazz.

"But-"

"NOW!" Cherry, Lily, and Alice all simultaneously ducked. Jazz grinned evilly. As the balloons popped, she whispered, "Wingardium Leviosa." She let the four balloons drop on James, Sirius, Peter, and Remus's heads. She watched them yelp in pain, smiling and satisfied. She'd show them. Jazz and the girls finished the feast with dignity, being the only ones who's hair hadn't burned off.

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"Whoa." Jazz looked at herself in the mirror. Cherry really had transformed her. Slender, tanned, fingers combed the dark brown hair that was no longer dead straight hair. It was silky, shiny, and fell like a waterfall in rippling waves down her back. Her eyes had been changed by Lily from brown to a sparkling turquoise, framed by lengthened and curled jet-black eyelashes. She was wearing a black mini-skirt, just above her knees. Her black wedged boots started from a few inches under her knees, leaving only a sliver of exposed skin. She was wearing a dark blue tank top, covered by a short black leather jacket. In other words, she looked good. She tugged on her jacket, and grinned at Lily. The other girls looked the same, except in different colors. Lily was green, Cherry was sporting purple, and Alice was rocking the hot pink. The girls didn't exactly like the idea of matching, but the would be split up during the day anyway. Jazz gave herself one last glance in the mirror. She flipped her hair confidently.

"Let's do this."

As the girls walked into the Great Hall from different entrances, they could feel the eyes on them. Alice gulped nervously, but kept her look of cool. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw that James, Peter, Remus, and Sirius's mouths had dropped open. She smirked. What was that about not being a girl? Jazz almost burst out laughing as she saw a third year ask Lily to Hogsmeade. Lily shook her head, but smiled at the baffled boy. A laugh escaped Jazz's mouth, but it was unlike any other sound she had ever made before. More like a tinkling laugh. A few boys looked dazed, ignoring the evil looks they were receiving from the Marauders. Jazz had to keep herself from laughing; they realized the girls were only eleven, right? Jazz walked over to the Ravenclaw table and took a seat next to Jeremy. He raised an eyebrow, reminding her of Remus.

"What's up with the outfits?" he questioned her. She scowled and replied,

"Sirius decided that I'm more like a boy than a girl, so I decided to prove him wrong." Jeremy cocked his head, looking like a lost puppy.

"You don't need to prove anything to anyone," he assured her. Jazz felt butterflies in her stomach. She sighed and smiled at the dark-haired boy she had befriended.

"Thanks." The Marauders were watching this with angry expressions. Jazz shrugged. "Besides, me and my friends had a lot of fun." He raised an eyebrow.

"Your friends?" Jazz gestured towards Lily, Cherry, and Alice. Jeremy's eyes widened.

"Whoa."

"I know." He glanced at Jazz, and then at Sirius, Remus, and Peter. James was no where to be seen.

"They don't exactly seem happy," he said. Jazz snorted.

"No duh. Wankers." He flashed her a grin. As soon as he looked back down at his breakfast, something grabbed Jazz's arm. She nearly shrieked, but managed to keep quiet. She looked down. There was no one in sight. Trembling slightly, she placed her fingers on her arm, and let out a little gasp. A soft silver cloak, flowing as if it was liquid, had flashed before her eyes.

"You okay?" Jeremy asked, looking concerned.

"I'm fine," she told him. Jeremy nodded. The hand pulled on her again and she sighed.

"I have to go to the bathroom," she lied to Jeremy. He nodded again. She left, and after the Great Hall was out of sight, she whipped the cloak of a shaking James Potter.

"What do you want?" she spat at him, putting venom in her voice. Her face softened when she looked at him. James looked like a mess. He was shaking, he had whitened considerably, and there was a look of fear in his eyes. "What?" she repeated, though softer this time. He sighed.

"Look, Jazz, Sirius didn't mean what he said. We know you are ticked, but we kind of need you right now." Jazz looked at James, questioning him with her eyes. He sighed again. "Remus is really sick, Jazz. Really, really, sick. He's paler than usual, and none of us know a spell to get him to the Hospital Wing. Please help." He looked so helpless and tired, that Jazz nodded reluctantly. James led her to where him and Sirius had carried Remus to. Jazz gasped when she saw him. Remus was shaking violently, and he was an alarming shade of grey. His usually neat hair was messy and tousled. Sirius and Peter were kneeling by his side. Peter was looking worried. Sirius looked up at Jazz, pleadingly.

"Mobilicorpus," muttered Jazz. Remus floated in the air, his breathing heavy and shallow. She walked as fast as she could, James, Sirius, and Peter right behind her. Jazz tapped twice on the large door that they had reached. The ebony door slowly opened to reveal a stern looking Madam Pomfrey. Her eyes widened when she say Remus, floating about a foot away from Jazz. Pomfrey ushered them inside. Jazz released Remus and he plopped softly on the nearest bed. Madam Pomfrey threw a worried glance at Remus.

"Alright, everybody out!" The children began to protest, but the healer shook her head firmly. "Mr. Lupin needs rest." The four sighed in unison, and left the wing. When they were outside, Jazz burst into questions.

"What happened? Why was he like that? Was it the Slytherins again? Who did it?" Sirius shrugged.

"He didn't say." If looks could kill, the eldest Black would be six feet under the cemetery.

"No duh he didn't say, he was half dead, you idiot!" She snapped at him. He looked at her meekly. The lights flickered and the four looked up. Peter shivered; he really didn't like the feeling of darkness that had crept up on him. The lights flickered a few more times, before Professor Dumbledore's voice rang throughout the vast school.

"All students must return to their common rooms immediately. If that direction is not followed, severe consequences will be issued to any student who wishes to disobey." Jazz looked at the boys, nervous.

"Let's go," said James gruffly. Jazz knew he was scared, even though he didn't show it. James led the group up to the Gryffindor common room, where they retreated to the boys dorm. Silence passed over the four as they wondered what had just happened.

"Why do you think they sent us to the dorms?" Sirius spoke quietly. Jazz shrugged. Peter looked around nervously.

"Maybe we could go investigate?" whispered Peter. James nodded.

"I think we should," agreed James. Jazz shook her head firmly.

"No way. It could be dangerous." James sighed, and paused.

"What if we went under the Cloak?" he proposed. She tilted her head, wondering if it would be safe. After a few minutes, she nodded.

"Fine. As long as our wands are out, let's go."

"Uh, Jazz?" said Sirius uncertainly. She looked at him, confused. "You might want to change."

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"I still don't think that this is a good idea."

"Whatever, Jazz." The four were standing in a empty corridor, the fierce whistling creating eerie noises. An owl hooted, and Peter jumped slightly.

"Great idea, Pete! Let's just go looking for the dangerous thing that Dumbledore told us not to look for!" said Jazz sarcastically. Creak. The kids froze, and Peter whimpered.

"It was probably just a rat or something," said James, sounding as if he was trying to convince himself. Jazz nodded. Creak. Sirius whipped around, and gulped at the sight that met his eyes.

"Uh, James?" he whispered.

"What?"

"I seriously doubt that rats are that big." The rest of the kids turned around slowly. A shadow of a man was floating on the door out. Luckily, the kids were hidden by the Cloak. The man seemed to be talking to someone, but he was the only shadow that was visible in the glow of the torches.

"Yes, I've got the body." Jazz looked at her friends in alarm.

"See, I told you that this was a bad idea!" she whispered furiously.

"Dumbledore doesn't suspect a thing. Crackpot old fool, he is." James growled at these words. The man turned around. His face was masked, exposing only his mouth, which was twisted up into a wicked grin. "Yes, I'm doing it now." The strange men looked around, as if clearing his surroundings, unaware of the fearful kids standing nearby. He put his wand out, and shot a jet of green light out of it. "MORSMORDRE!"

"Stop!" said a voice. Peter squeaked. There, right before them, stood Albus Dumbledore, expression unreadable. The man grinned widely, and called,

"SALLY!" An imp-like creature had appeared, snapped her fingers, and the two disappeared in a swirl of mist. Dumbledore sighed, and turned, emerald green wizard robs billowing out behind him as he walked away. Jazz slipped the Cloak off the four. As they looked at each other, they had a silent agreement: Back to the dorms.

When the four reached the Gryffindor common rooms, it was Jazz who spoke first.

"I should go to the girls' dorm. Lily's probably freaking out right now." James nodded.

"See you at breakfast," said Peter weakly. James and Sirius also said goodbye to her. She nodded, and mounted the stairs, as the boys trooped off towards their own dorm. When she opened the door, hushed whispers and stony faces greeted her. Lily, Alice, and Cherry were sitting on Alice's bed, talking quietly. They only looked up when Jazz reached the bed. Then they bombarded her with questions, which hit her like a slap shot.

"Where in the name of Merlin's pants have you been?"

"You could have been killed!"

"Do you know what happened?" Jazz held both her hands up.

"Yeah, I do," said Jazz. Lily swallowed.

"We were so worried." Alice nodded.

"Now," Cherry siad, "tell us what happened."

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A/N: That took so long to write! Well hope you liked it. Review please!

LOVE,

Jazz