A/N I Do not own Harry Potter. I am merely borrowing these people for lack of my own characters.

"James!" Sirius hurried down the hallway, his robes billowing out behind him, "I believe you forgot something in Potions. Something quite important."

Remus melted from the shadows and raised his eyebrow suggestively "Now don't tell me you would leave something this important for a mere first year to find."

James rolled his eyes and snatched the book, "You two are so serious sometimes. It worries me, seriously."

Sirius grinned, lounging against the wall, "We were just concerned. After all our hard work..."

Remus continued his thought, "After our sacrifice..."

And the two chanted as one, "After our success."

James laughed and the three continued to the dining hall. James walked in the middle with his arms around his friend's shoulders.

"It is a new year, mates. Let us go see what new potential conquests have arrived."

The trio moved confidentially and why should they not move with grace and confidence? Hogwarts had named them the most desirable bachelors. And also the most heartless. For inside the black book were names and stories. Starting with Abagail Anders and ending with Serephena Zeltner with many girls in between. Only the Marauders knew of the book's existence and if this book fell into the wrong hands their precise work would be ruined. The doors to the dining hall burst open and many eyes turned to see the boys they knew would follow.

First came James Potter, the ringleader. He moved with catlike grace, his head raised proudly. His face was lean and bronzed from the sun. The more poetic girls at Hogwarts said he possessed eyes darker than midnight but most just said he was hot as hell. However, his black hair was vexing to a point where many girls after spending a night with him tried to comb it while he slept. But he preferred his hair tousled, likening it to his own free spirit.

Following James was Sirius, the daredevil. There isn't a party he wouldn't attend, a prank he wouldn't pull, and a sin he wouldn't commit. And you usually knew when he was up to something because his smoldering black eyes would light up instantly. His dark hair was often elegantly tied back reminding girls of the romantic figures in the eighteenth century. But somewhere the centuries mixed and he was given the body of a Greek God.

Last came Remus, the scholar. He approached the Gryffindor table more discreetly, willing to let his flamboyant friends bask in the limelight. While the school recognized Remus as one of the Marauders, they did not realize that he was often the brains behind the infamous antics. Remus had a brilliant pair of green eyes, flecked with gold. He was fair with a delicate complexion but those who were less charitable called him sickly.

Peter Pettigrew watched them with amusement in his eyes from their house table. He knew Potter and Black loved to cause a scene and judging by the swiveling of necks, they were making quite a big one.

James greeted Peter seriously as he sat down, "Wormtail."

"Padfoot." Peter said with equal solemnity, "It is a new year that will be filled with new conquests."

Peter rolled his eyes, "Yes Potter. You've said that every year since fourth year. It's starting to get a bit old."

James coughed awkwardly, a bit surprised at his friends' sarcasm, "Right then. Let's get started."

He handed the prized black book to Peter and Pettigrew put on his reading glasses. He brought out a small notebook.

"Well, I've complied a list of the few seventh years that you three haven't slept with yet. So I figured since we would start with those."

Sirius grimaced, "Yes but I suppose those would be the ugly looking seventh years."

Peter shrugged, "You want to break the record set by Kingsley, Monet, and Cezanne, right? They hooked up with 222 girls. I'm sure not all of them were gorgeous and I do try to make sure that they are not dogs."

"Excellent point, Peter." James said, "How many are there left till we break the record?"

"Four." At this statement Wormtail averted his eyes, "And I'm not sure you three will like who they are."

Remus who up until now had been struggling with his orange threw it on the table, "Damn this orange to hell. I can never peel them."

Peter picked up the orange for Remus and casually began to peel the fruit. After handing it back to his friend Peter settled back to work.

"Right so the last few girls are Jamie Windthrust, Morgan Damien, Caryn Gerheart, and Lily Evans." Peter cringed as if expecting a few not so pleasant comments.

Sirius blinked and began to pick imaginary lint off of his impeccable robes. He wordlessly opened his mouth a few times befores speaking, "I say Peter. Are you sure you've got that right?"

Wormtail nodded grimly.

Sirius sighed, "Damn. I hoped at least Lily Evans had been a mistake."

Meanwhile, seated at the far end of the Gryffindor table sat Lily Evans. She was alone and also completely oblivious to the workings of the Marauders. At least she was alone until her best friend, Morgan Damien approached.

Morgan sat delicately at her seat and removed her large black sunglasses.

"Lily baby! Darling, just how are you today?"

Lily couldn't help but stifle a giggle. Morgan was obsessed with the famous actress, Audrey Hepburn and she mimicked her speech and dress whenever she could. Of course the Hogwarts robes somewhat cramped the Hepburn style but Morgan made due with what she had. For instance, today Morgan's hair was swept up into a sophisticated french twist complimented with a feminine white scarf. While most people found Morgan quirky, Lily found her endearing.

"I'm all right. I was up late last night studying for Defense Against the Dark Arts."

Morgan raised her thinly plucked eyebrows, "That's quite ironic considering I found your textbook in my bag this morning. Now how can you study without your book, Miss Evans?"

Lily blushed, her cheeks nearly matching the color of her auburn hair, "Well if truth be told I was thinking about..." and Lily jerked her head towards the other end of the table.

"Well no kidding." Morgan exclaimed dramatically, "You've only been thinking about him for the past five years and I think I know you well enough by now to tell when you've got James Potter on the brain."

Lily sighed, "Yes I know. It's just James is so handsome."

"Oh Lily. You really have to stop thinking about Jamie boy. He is a certified man whore." Morgan clucked sympathetically, "But seriously Lily you are a gorgeous girl. If you would just let me do something with this hair. Maybe even pluck your eyebrows. I'm sure James would look at you. He would be attracted to your beautiful outer appearance and fall in love with your inner spirit."

Lily raised her eyes skeptically, "Thanks Morgan but I prefer my eyebrows even if you do liken them to overgrown caterpillars."

Morgan frowned and looked as if she were about to protest. However, she knew better than to push Lily too far. She smiled and said lightly, "Well, I've got to run to Arithmancy. I hear the new professor is quite a babe and I want to get a front seat. I'll save you one if I can. Ciao darling!" With that Morgan blew Lily a kiss and whisked herself out of the great hall.

Lily watched Morgans graceful stride away from the table and her eyes inevitably landed on the four Marauders. She suddenly became very interested in the cleanliness of the table when she realized they were looking right back at her.

"Well, come on blokes. We've divvied up Morgan, Caryn, and Jamie. Someone has got to take Lily." Peter said.

"Now hang on just a minute," Remus smiled and turned on Peter, "I've got a brilliant idea. Why don't you take Lily?"

Sirius and James grinned happily at the suggestion and James said, "Yes. Why should we have all the fun?"

Peter reddened and stammered out, "Well, the thing is if one more person joined in on your escapade than it wouldn't be technically beating a record. There can only be three of you."

The spirits of the other three boys dampened visibly. None of them wanted to deal with the eccentric redhead who was known to be erratic and tempermental.

Finally Sirius said, "Well I guess we could draw straws."

"Hang on," Remus interrupted, his blue eyes flashing, "I can't take Lily. I've already got to seduce Morgan and they're best friends. That wouldn't do at all. So you see, I'm out of the running." He sat back and crossed his arms, the satisfaction radiating from his features.

"Crikey. I'll just do it." James said the disgust apparent in his voice, "But you all owe me. Big time."

Sirius ruffled James' black hair, "Atta boy Potter. You always did take one for the team. Besides, it'll be easy. I bet Lily Evans will be practically crawling on her knees for it from you."

James groaned, "Let's hope so. I want to get this over with as soon as possible."