Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of it's characters. [Else I'd be filthy rich (: ]
Author's Note: This is my first fic. I don't write much, but I've always felt the marauders deserved their own story excluding the few lines that you read about them in the Harry Potter books. I'm doing my best to keep to the 'facts', but there will be plenty of things that I'll be adding in such as spells, musicians, characters, candies, and items that were never in the Series- so don't flip out if you see someone casting a 'bracchium-bloco' [ very, very, horrible latin translation for arm lock, lol]. As far as spells go, I tried to make them all latin sounding, I figured that fit well with most of the spells in the series. I'm still trying to shape the characters- personality wise, but I hope everyone winds up falling in love with them. Read and take a second to review. I'd love any praise or criticism. Anything is appreciated, even a couple words [besides "it sucks" because I know it does but I need to know why (: ].Thanks for reading and I hope you enjoy We Want Fun.


Sirius Black sat at a table inside the Leaky Cauldron, head propped up on his hand to keep it from lolling around as he slept. The inn keeper passed by, stopping just a moment to look at him and shake his head, then proceeded to the kitchen without a word to the snoozing lad.

James and Remus entered the Leaky Cauldron carrying their books for Hogwarts. They stood a moment, adjusting to the darkness inside the inn before heading over to Sirius. Remus was about to shake him awake when James shook his head and slapped Remus' hand away. Remus gave him a questioning look and James just put a finger to his lips, motioning for Remus to be quiet and watch. Remus nodded, a small smile spreading over his face.

James then got a good grip on his books, held them over his head, and slammed them onto the table, right next to Sirius.

"The fuck!" Sirius yelled as he jumped up and stumbled after nearly tripping over his chair, trying to get away from the deafening crash.

He stood for a moment, holding his head and trying to focus. Then his eyes wandered over to James and Remus who were doubled over with laughter, and fell back onto his chair.

"You prats." he muttered as he tried to hide the grin that wanted to spread over his face. It was funny, after all, and he wasn't a sore sport about the pranks that his friends played on him. Mainly because he had gotten them many, many times before, so he welcomed an act of retaliation from them.

He picked up two of the books that were lying on the table and chucked one at both James' and Remus' head. Remus moved just in time; the book skimming his cheek. James, on the other hand, got hit square in the head.

"Ow!" he mumbled, his hand shooting up to the top of his head, running his fingers over the spot the book had hit.

Sirius chuckled, "You started it."

"I couldn't resist." James said, smiling, "A sleeping Sirius is too tempting." he added as he bent down and picked up the two books Sirius had thrown.

"That's what your mum said." Sirius replied, grinning.

"Sirius, really?" Remus said as he took a seat at the table, "Don't tell me you haven't got that out of your system, considering you over used that phrase last year."

"Yea, besides, are you implying my mum raped you?" James said as he set his books back on the table with the rest, and took a seat beside Remus.

"Maybe..." Sirius said, as he pondered a moment. "What would it be like to be raped by a chick...?" he questioned out loud.

The inn keeper had been listening and he gave a horrified look in Sirius' direction that James caught, and couldn't help but to laugh at.

"No, I'm serious." he continued, unaware that James was laughing at the inn keeper.

"Good job, man. You learned your name." James said, giving Sirius a quick pat on the back.

It was Remus' turn to laugh, as Sirius brushed James' hand away.

"I suppose it wouldn't be fun. I mean it is still rape." Remus said after recovering from his laughter.

"Yea, but it's a chick. Can they even really rape you? Like, how would they? They don't have the right tool for the job." Sirius said, as he gazed past his friends, lost in thought.

"You know if a girl rapes you, they don't just sit on your willy, right? Or, not usually. If they really want to rape you, they grab an item lying around and stick it up your arse." James explained.

Remus shook his head, grabbed a book on the table and began skimming through it, trying to relieve himself of the mental image James had planted in his head.

Sirius furrowed his eyebrows. "Thanks mate, you ruined that fantasy for me." he grumbled.

"No problem, any time." James said, amused at Sirius' reaction.

"Can't believe it's almost ten." Remus mused, trying to change the subject.

"Is it really?" Sirius asked in disbelief and craned his neck to get a look at the clock behind James' head.

"Can't you tell time?" James questioned as he too began flipping through his books.

"Definitely, although it's quite a challenge trying to see that tiny clock when your gigantic head is in the way" Sirius retorted.

James laughed. "It's all brain, man. All brain"

"That's a lie." Remus mumbled, not taking his eyes off his book. "I believe it's mostly hair."

"That or air" Sirius added.

James slapped Remus' head and jumped out of his seat in case Remus decided to attack back, but Remus' eyes were still glued to his book.

"I'll get you back later" Remus said, smiling. "Don't think you got away."

James stretched. "Yea, yea, yea." he mocked. "I'm going to head up to the room."

James began grabbing his books off the table to carry upstairs. Sirius and Remus both got up to follow James to their room.

"Surprised Peter hasn't come yet." Sirius mumbled.

"He'll probably be here tomorrow." Remus said, "I believe he mentioned going to an aunt's birthday today."

"Ah, that's right. Shouldn't have expected his fat arse to pass up some cake." Sirius chortled.

James sniggered quietly, as Remus gave them both a 'that-was-harsh' look.

They walked into their room; James and Remus proceeded to put their books inside their trunks. Sirius stood in the doorway, looking around.

"Now I know why that git inn keeper gave us a look when we got this room." he paused for a moment, "I'd think it was weird too if three guys came up to me asking for a room together." he finished.

James chortled and Remus sighed.

"What are you implying Sirius?" Remus questioned.

"Well, he is sort of right, Moony." James chimed in, "You have to imagine how weird it would be. It's not like he knows us."

"I believe Sirius got more weird looks from him then you and I put together."

"What?" Sirius questioned.

"Talking about rape right in front of him. He looked shocked." Remus answered.

"He's old, never mind that. He probably thinks we're gay or something, you know."

"I doubt it." James laughed.

"I'm sure he doesn't think that. We're Hogwarts students. I don't believe he would expect us to waste money on separate rooms." Remus said matter of factly.

"If you say so." Sirius muttered.

"Who gets the bed?" Remus asked curiously as he stood up from his trunk.

"We can share" James said winking.

"Oh, fuck you all. I'll sleep on the goddamn floor." Sirius retorted.

James and Remus burst into laughter.

"Yea, because you're such a man Sirius" James mocked as he walked over to Sirius and rubbed his arm sensuously.

Sirius shoved him aside. "Flip a coin?" he offered.

"There's three of us you dunce and a coin has two sides." James laughed as he returned to his trunk.

"Wait, they don't have to." Sirius said as his eyes lit up. He pulled a silver sickle and his wand out of his pocket. He held onto the sickle and muttered, "Adjunctus latus." He watched as the sickle began to twist and writhe inside his hand for a few seconds before coming to a stop. "There!" he yelled happily.

Remus and James walked over to him to observe the outcome. They peered into his palm and laughed. The sickle looked like a deformed pyramid with a numerous amount of points jutting out at every angle and there were no distinguishable 'sides' to speak of.

"Wow, Sirius" Remus mused. "Wouldn't it be easier to have two of us roll with a normal coin, then have the winner of that roll go against the other?" he inquired.

Sirius' face fell as he pondered what Remus said. "That would work too." he muttered, tossing his pyramid-sickle to the floor.

"You will have to teach me that one though. It's a nice way to waste money" James said grinning.

"Bet you couldn't do it." Sirius challenged.

"Probably not." James agreed. "Only you could make something so stupid."

"I beg to differ, after all, your mum made you didn't she?" Sirius shot back.

"That hurt." James said with a smile.

Sirius yawned, "You two can roll on it, I'll just sleep on the floor." He strolled over to the closet and pulled out a blanket. "I'm tired as fuck." he added as he took out a green comforter and spread it on the floor beside the bed.

"I guess you can have it then, Remus." James said, patting Remus on the back.

"Nah, you can." Remus replied.

"Oh come on, you just turned into a werewolf a few days ago. You could use a night on a bed, instead of a tree root." he said, as he too headed over to the closet in search of spare blankets.

"Alright...thanks." Remus said uneasily as he sat on the edge of the bed.

James threw his blanket on the other side of the bed, opposite Sirius. "Night" he muttered as he settled down on the floor.

"Night" Remus said, falling back onto the bed.

"G'night, ladies." Sirius snickered.

"Shut up Sirius." James yawned. "You're more of a lady than Lily Evans."

Remus snorted with laughter and buried his face in his pillow in an attempt to stifle the noise.

"Your mother wouldn't agree with that." Sirius replied.

"Oh? What's this? She didn't say anything for a change?" James asked surprised at Sirius' attempt to say something else besides his usual- "That's what your mum said" phrase.

"Oh, nah. Her mouth was too full." Sirius grinned.

By now, Remus' attempt to quiet himself had failed miserably and his laughter was now echoing a bit in the small room.

"Damn it, Sirius. You're such a git." James laughed.

"Remus, you alright, mate?" Sirius asked sitting up and gazing onto the bed where his friend lay, covered completely and shaking.

"I'm fine." he gasped. "Can barely breathe."

"See? Remus liked my joke." Sirius said happily.

"That's because it wasn't about his mum." James replied, as he too sat up to check on Remus, who was now silent.

"Fuck, I'm tired." Sirius yawned, falling back onto his blanket.

The room became quiescent as the boys began drifting off to sleep, except for Remus who was fixated on the window; glad that the moon was absent from the night sky.