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'The Marauders! Remus, you are brilliant!' cried Sirius, jumping on James' bed. Remus smiled and slightly inclined his head, before returning to his book.
'Calm down Sirius and help me think of an order.' James said from his position next to the window.
'An order for what?' asked Sirius.
'Our names.'
'Why?' asked Peter
'Because it can't just be random, can it? Any suggestions?'
'Height?'
'Remus, don't be daft. James, stop staring at Lily and come over here and help me think. It should something interesting, defining…'
'Well done Remus, brilliant to daft in under a minute.'
'At least I'm not a stalker'
'I'm not stalking! Sirius, back me up here!'
'James, you're stalking. Now would you both shut up and think?'
'Hmph'
'Well, what about the order we die in?'
'What do you mean, Peter?'
'Well… The first to dies would be the first name on the list, and so on, I guess… up until the last marauder… or not…'
'No! It's a brilliant idea! Absolutely brilliant! The last marauder! It sounds….'
'Brilliant?'
'Oh, Remus, you and Peter have gifts with words.' cried Sirius, teary eyed.
'There is one small problem with this.'
'What, James?'
'The order, my friends, is for now'
'So?'
'Well none of us are dead are we?'
'He's right. But it was a great idea, Peter.'
'No….no…. It's the only way! We have to make it work!'
'Sirius, it isn't going to work. We'll just think of something else.'
'No, Peter! It must work! Just let me think on it.'
'It's so simple!' yelled Sirius, jumping on a sleeping Remus
'ARRRGGGHHH! What the…. Get off me Sirius!'
'What is, Sirius?' muttered a half asleep James 'What time is it any way?'
'Time is insignificant! Wake up Peter!'
'Time is not insignificant, especially if its 3am. Now GET OFF ME, SIRIUS!'
'No. James, get over here. Peter! WAKE UP!'
'urrupmh'
'PETER!'
'Let him sleep, Sirius. What ever it is, it can wait till morning.'
'No, it can't! I've solved the problem!' said Sirius, walking over to Peters' bed and shaking him.
'Sirius, leave me alone!'
'No, Peter! Get up!'
'Fine! But we had better be going to the kitchens!'
'Well, Sirius, lets have it.'
'We guess!' Sirius said proudly
'Guess?'
'The order we are going to die in!'
'Uhhh…'
'Well, that's brilliant, who's volunteering first?' James asked sarcastically.
'I will.'
'Remus, if this is about…'
'My furry little problem? What else?'
'Remus…'
'It's alright, James, he can go first, okay?' interrupted Sirius, shooting James a warning look. 'Peter, pass me a piece of paper.'
Remus Lupin – The First Marauder
'I'll go second, then' said Peter, breaking the silence.
'What?'
'Well, I've never been as good at magic as the rest of you' Peter said mater of factually. Then added as an after thought; 'I'm pumpkin headed.'
'Who told you that?!?' Remus asked angrily.
'Yeah! We'll hex them into oblivion…' Cried Sirius, outraged.
'I hope not! I thought of it myself.' Peter said, rather proudly.
As James and Sirius rolled on the floor laughing, Remus shook his head and wrote:
Peter Pettigrew – The Second Marauder
Sirius stopped laughing and sat up. 'I'll go next, then. Never did want to lead a quiet life.'
Remus wrote Sirius Black – The Third Marauder without comment.
'Hey! Why am I last?'
'It's obvious isn't it?'
'Yeah James, don't you listen to your own ranting?'
'I don't rant!'
'Yes, you do. And you will be last, because even if you fight, you'll be careful. Not at all gung-ho. You'll have Lily and the children to think about.''
'Gung-ho?' Remus laughed.
James smiled serenely. 'That's right!'
'Great, thanks Sirius. He won't shut up now!' muttered Peter
'I must look after Lily. Mrs Lily Potter! Mrs Lily Potter and the kids!' Sirius, Peter and Remus laughed silently as James continued. 'There will be Little James, Little Lily and Little Harry and we will live…'
'James, shut up!'
'Where'd Harry come from?'
'And why is there no 'little Sirius'?'
We do solemnly swear we are up to no good
Remus Lupin
Peter Pettigrew
Sirius Black
James Potter
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