The Secret Life of Small Wonders
by Breninblack

Disclaimer: We fanfic writers always have to put this tidy little disclaimer that keeps us from getting the pants sued off our little bottoms. I owe everything to Jo - characters, settings, most of the plot, too, in fact. I'm just filling in blanks. Unofficially, of course.

Summary: The Marauders have just graduated from Hogwarts, better friends than ever. Little do they know that they will be violently ripped apart forever in a matter of years. But what happens between that sunny day in June of 1977 and that fateful Halloween in 1981? Take a trip back in time with me to find out! Rated M/R.

Pairings: Chiefly SB/RL, though there will be some LE/JP (though nothing too bad to put you hardcore slashers off your lunches). Some PP/PURE EVILNESS, too, I imagine.

A/N: Welcome to my story! If you're reading this because you enjoyed my last story, Loss (a HP/DM story in which Harry discovers a way to bring our beloved Sirius back from the veil), I want to thank you for coming back! If you're reading this because you just happened upon it, well, welcome to the show. In any case, sit back and relax and enjoy the entertainment. I should note that there is an explicit scene at the end of the chapter. If you possess virgin eyes, I would request that you avoid the story as there will be much naughtiness. .

Chapter One: Never Leave A Job Half Done

Albus Dumbledore stood at the front of the great hall. He looked down at a room full of students dressed in caps and gowns as they all looked up at him.

'As your headmaster, I can only hope that in your years here at Hogwarts you have not only learned a great deal of practical magic, but a few things about life as well. Though you may not have used your best judgement in the past seven years,' there was a cough that sounded suspiciously like 'Sirius Black' from the crowd, 'I have faith that you will you will use it in your lives ahead of you. In these times of uncertainty, it is wise to be empathetic of the world around you and to consider your choices and decisions carefully.

'I see that a few of you in the back have fallen asleep and I believe that is my cue to let you go, as I'm sure you all have very exciting plans for the evening. On behalf of all the staff here at Hogwarts, I wish you good luck and prosperity in all your endeavors. May Fate be on your side.'

The class of 1977 threw their hats in the air as a deafening roar erupted from the crowd. James Potter, Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, Peter Pettigrew, and Lily Evans smushed themselves together in a mass hug.

'This is it!' Sirius yelled. 'We've done it! They let us become adults!'

'There was never any question about Peter, Lily and I,' Remus shouted back. 'It was you lot that they were worried about!'

Sirius and James both stuck their tongues out and Remus just grinned back.

'I don't know about you blokes, but I've got a party to get ready for!' Lily shouted. She led them off through the rush of people and in no time they were in the Gryffindor common room.

'I'll be down in a bit. Do try and make yourselves look some what respectable. Just because we're going a club does not mean that you can dress like tramps. Clear?' Lily waggled a finger at the boys.

'Spoilsport,' Sirius muttered.

'What was that?' Lily asked.

'Nothing,' Sirius said in a singsong voice. 'We'll be down soon!'

James, Sirius, Remus and Peter all clambered up to their dormitory. Sirius immediately set to work, rummaging through his already packed trunk for his best dancing clothes. When he turned around to find James just standing there, he sighed and went over to James' trunk.

'Honestly! Can't you straight men do anything?' he complained as he picked out some clothes for James.

'Now, Siri, don't make me too . . . flamboyant. I'm going to ask Lily to marry me tonight,' James said proudly.

'You cheeky git!' Sirius exclaimed, punching him in the shoulder.

'Congratulations, James,' Remus said warmly. 'But I'd suggest not doing it on the dance floor. She'll hardly be able to hear you.'

'Right,' James said, as if he were making a mental checklist.

'Have you got the ring?' Peter asked.

'Yep! Right here in my . . . well, I had it this afternoon . . . ah! Here it is! Yes, I've got the ring!' James held up a stunning ring, white gold set with two rather large diamonds.

'Good gods, those are some big rocks!' Sirius exclaimed and then snickered. Remus and James simultaneously threw pillows at him and Peter just shook his head.

'Well, boys, I'm off. Give Lily my congrats, tell her I'll see her tomorrow. Have fun at the party tonight,' Peter said as he made for the door.

But Sirius got their first. 'Ah, ah, ah. Not so fast, buddy. Where the bloody hell do you think you're going?'

'I'm off to the library. I got special permission from Madame Pince.'

'You're going to the library on your graduation night? You've got to be kidding me!' Sirius threw up his hands.

Peter just shrugged. 'So? I have a few projects I have to finish before we leave.'

'Not tonight you don't. You are coming to the party whether you like it or not,' Sirius said.

'We'll stupefy you if we have to,' James added, closing in on Peter.

'Hey, if we did that, we could shave his head like we've been meaning to,' Sirius chirped.

'And his legs!'

'Eyebrows, too!'

'Boys! Are you quite finished up there?' Lily's voice hollered up the stairs.

'You sure you want to spend the rest of your life with that, mate?'

James sighed, a dreamy look coming over his face. 'Yes,' was all he said.

Sirius shook his head. After quickly shrugging into his clubbing clothes, he mussed up his hair and went to the door.

'Are you boys ready to party?' he cried.

With shouts of excitement, the three headed off to the dance, while Peter quietly slipped off, forgotten.

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'This place is bloody fantastic!' Sirius cried over the crowd as the party of four stepped into the pulsing club.

'I'm gonna go say hi to the girls, and then you are going to dance with me,' said Lily, pointing at James.

'Whatever you say. Tonight is all for you,' James said.

Lily rose her eyebrows and looked at Sirius, as if to say, I told you he'd change, before running off.

'I'll go find us a table,' Remus said, ducking out behind Lily.

Sirius was gone before James could even say 'I'll get the drinks.'

Forty minutes later, a sweating Sirius returned to the Marauder's table, panting and grinning.

'It's vicious out there! I don't know why we didn't have more parties during school,' Sirius said.

'Because somebody wouldn't let you,' Remus said, playfully jabbing Lily in the waist.

'Did you want to deal with McGonagall when she found some poor second year puking in the toilets at 2 in the morning?'

'She has a point, mate,' James said. 'I wouldn't want to face that old crow at 2 in the morning. Makes me shudder just thinking about it.'

Sirius slyly snaked his hand around the closest drink, which happened to be James'.

'Go ahead,' James said, shoving the drink his way. 'Won't need it where I'm going.'

Sirius and Remus smirked as James led Lily off to one of the quieter side rooms.

'So, whaddya say, Moony? Fancy a dance?'

'I'm no good at it,' Remus mumbled. 'Two left feet, you see.'

'So? Come on! It'll be fun!' Sirius grabbed Remus by the wrist, but Remus stayed firmly planted.

'No, Padfoot. I've not had nearly enough drinks.'

'Please? Do it for me! Your loveable, cute, cuddly puppy!'

'Looks rather mangy to me,' Remus quipped, looking Sirius up and down.

'You'll like it, I swear!'

'Can't we just sit her and talk?'

'What? I can't hear you,' Sirius shouted over the new song.

'I guess not,' Remus muttered. He stared into the bottom of his glass. With the coming war, this could be one of the last chances he might have to enjoy himself. And Sirius looked really good in that tight shirt . . .

With a deep breath, Remus downed the rest of his drink and stood up.

'That's my boy,' Sirius shouted as he led Remus off to the floor.

The dance floor was considerably crowded. People were dancing so close to people they weren't dancing with that it was a wonder that anybody got any moving done.

'What do I do?' Remus shouted over the music.

'You just move your hips. Like this.' Sirius placed his hands on Remus' hips and started to slowly move them in a rhythmic motion.

'Not too bad, eh?' Sirius shouted. Remus shook his head and let himself surrender to the music.

The two danced for several songs. When one particularly racy song came on, Sirius grabbed Remus and pulled him close, so close that Remus could feel Sirius' dizzying skin.

Sirius stared into Remus' eyes and Remus stared back. There was such an intense connection that you could almost see the lightning connecting them. Remus noticed it and it was making him breathless.

Suddenly Sirius had stopped moving and had planted his lips on Remus' hard. Remus was so lost in the feel of Sirius that he kissed back. It soon became a duel of tongues, fire fighting with fire.

And, also quite suddenly, Remus realized they both had sizeable problems they needed to deal with.

'Come on,' Sirius said in Remus' ear. He lad Remus off the dance floor and through a maze of corridors and lifts (in which they proceeded to kiss veraciously) until they reached a hotel room.

Sirius whipped a key out of his back pocket and led Remus in.

'You had this all planned,' Remus whispered drunkenly.

'Shh,' Sirius cooed as he kissed Remus softly. Slowly, but surely, the kisses grew more needy and urgent.

With an abrupt pause, Sirius ripped off his clothes and proceeded to divulge Remus of his. Pushing him up against the headboard of the bed, Sirius grabbed a small bottle from the bedside table and quickly prepared himself.

The initial thrust was shocking. Remus was no stranger to sex, but this . . . this was something else entirely.

Sirius began to thrust harder and harder and Remus was sure he died from the exquisite pleasure of it.

And then Sirius' hand was on his cock. Stroking it, softly then harder, harder, harder still. With a cry and a final thrust, they both came hard and collapsed onto the bed. Almost instantly, they fell into a drunken sleep.

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When Sirius awoke the next morning, he found himself alone in an empty bed.

A/N: So I hope you enjoyed the first chapter of The Secret Life of Small Wonders. I am still working on the second chapter and I hope to have it finished (if not up) by the end of the week.

The title at the beginning of this chapter is a Pedro The Lion song.

Thanks for reading and don't forget to review! I absolutely love getting reviews.

Next Chapter: The Marauders say goodbye to Hogwarts.