A/N: Yes, I am fully aware of the fact that I don't need to start another chaptered story, but I've been wanting to write something like this for a while now, so here it is. Hopefully my updates will be almost regular, because I have a lot of ideas for this story. XD And yes, this is about all the Marauders collectively, but it will contain RLSB SLASH…you've been fairly warned.

Disclaimer: It's not mine. Please don't sue me; I'm broke anyway.

Insight – 1

Remus sat up in what appeared to be an unfamiliar place. His vision was exceedingly blurry and his stomach felt as if he'd eaten fifty pounds of food. He blinked, then blinked again. Slowly, his vision cleared and he sat up, recognizing the place as the Hospital Wing. How…?

"Remus! You're alive!" Suddenly, his stomach got a lot heavier due to the fact that there was 150 pounds of Sirius sitting on him.

"Sirius, you idiot, he's hurt!" yelled James, who was standing at Remus's side, holding a broomstick.

Remus moaned in pain and Sirius climbed to the floor. "And who was it who hurt him, Prongs? It wasn't me!"

Suddenly, Remus remembered. "Give me that broomstick, James, I'm gonna burn that broomstick—"

"It was an accident!" began James, clutching his broomstick defensively.

"Like hell it was," said Sirius. "You turned around and batted him right in the stomach."

"How was I supposed to know he was standing behind me?" cried James indignantly.

"I specifically remember announcing that I was behind you," said Remus.

"I remember, too!" shouted Sirius. "Then you whipped around and—"

"Be quiet!" hissed a voice from around the corner.

James lowered his voice. "Can we drop this? Remus, I'm really sorry."

Remus huffed. James sighed. There was a pause in which Sirius's stomach gurgled. No one paid it any mind.

"Well," began James, "I'm going back to the dormitory. Peter slept through this whole thing, so I'm going to fill him in."

"Don't forget to tell him the part about you being a git," said Sirius.

"I won't," James growled, and with that, he left.

"How long do I have to be in here?" asked Remus.

"Just until your stomach feels better."

"It's good enough. Let's get out of here."

"You sure you're up to it?"

"No thanks to your pouncing, but yes. Just help me up, would you?"

-

When Remus and Sirius returned to the Common Room, they found James staring absently out a window and Peter on a couch near the fire…knitting?

"Pete…why are you…umm…" began Sirius, but he was interrupted by a pack of Second Year girls giggling as they passed him on the way to the staircase.

"Shut up!" he yelled. The girls whimpered. Sirius shot them an icy glare of death and they skittered away whining.

"I'm making a sweater," said Peter proudly, knowing what Sirius was going to ask.

Remus sat down on the couch opposite Peter. "It looks very nice. I can tell you've been putting effort into it."

Peter nodded. "Do you know those girls, Sirius?" he asked. "The blonde one was kind of cute."

"Go for it, Pete, she's only three years younger than you!" said James, turning away from the window.

"No, I don't know them and I wish they'd leave me alone."

"I'm pretty sure they've started an official fan club," said Remus. "I saw some girls in the library yesterday making t-shirts with someone's face on them. I'm guessing it was yours."

"Are you kidding?!"

"Nope."

"Aww, Padsie's got himself a fan club!" said James, sitting down next to Remus. "How sweet."

"That's a little creepy," said Peter, looking up from his knitting.

Sirius growled.

"You may want to tell someone about it before it gets out of hand," advised Remus. "Girls are strange. Who knows how far they'll go?"

"Oh, damn. You're right. I'll make an announcement at breakfast tomorrow."

"An announcement? This can't be good," sighed James.

"Best of luck, Sirius," said Peter, returning to his knitting.

Sirius turned to Remus, the only one who hadn't commented yet.

"Well, I'm not going to stop you," he said. "It'll be entertaining, at least."

"Thank you, Moony! I appreciate your support in my noble cause."

Remus smiled and shook his head. Breakfast would be interesting.

It'll get funnier, I promise. XD

Lu