"look what a mess we made"

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the marauders and I got the title from "Ammunition" by Switchfoot, the best band in the world next to the Beatles.

Chapter one: the incident

That morning, way before it all started, Sirius was annoyed at Snape. Snape had hexed Remus that morning. Why? Heh, no one knew exactly why the marauders and Snape were such enemies, they just…were. It was just one of those things. So, Sirius had begun to formulate a revenge plan. And as he walked past the Slytherin table, he got the idea from Snape himself.

"I wonder where that freaky Remus Lupin goes every month!" he heard Snape exclaim while the Slytherins laughed. "I mean, if his mother was sick that much she'd been dead by now!"

Sirius' insides boiled at this comment. Then he smiled wickedly, getting an idea. "Hey Snivelly," he called. Snape looked up and saw Sirius beckoning him over.

"What do you want Black?" he asked as he got closer to Sirius.

"Do you really want to know where Remus goes?"

"Yes," said Snape, his eyes alight with joy. Then they narrowed suspiciously. "Why would you tell me?"

"Oh, you know my motto, 'gimme some truth'?"

"John Lennon?"

"Yeah, yeah, whatever, so," Sirius continued, putting his arm around Snivelly and guiding him away from the Slytherins. "I figure it needs to be put out there. All I can tell you now, is that to find out, you have to go down to the Whomping Willow on the twenty-fourth of this month." He tried not to smile at the look on Snape's face. "Prod the knot at the base of the trunk with a stick and go through the secret passage."

"Okay." He said, looking expectantly at Sirius. "And?"

"That's it! At the end of the tunnel, you'll get your answer. And maybe a little more…" he mumbled.

"What was that Black?"

"Nothing, nothing. Ya got it?"

"I think so."

"Great."

Sirius walked away to the Gryffindor table with a smile on his face. He left Snape standing alone, smiling but he shouldn't have been.

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On the twenty-third of April, the day before the full moon, Remus Lupin trudged up the staircase to Defense Against the Dark Arts. Despite the fact that this was his favorite class, he was dreading having to sit through another lesson what with his head pounding and stomach churning.

He trudged into class and sat next to his two best friends, Sirius Black and James Potter. And maybe Peter was there, he couldn't remember.

After a class full of writing notes to each other and trying to pay attention, they went to dinner where Remus ate nothing.

"You okay moony?" James asked, as he wolfed down a chicken leg.

"Here, eat something!" Sirius said, shoving some chicken under Remus' nose. He almost puked.

"I gotta get out of here." He said.

"Where ya going??" Sirius called.

"Madam Pomfrey!" he called back as he ran toward the entrance hall."

"Poor guy." James said, and Sirius nodded.

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Once inside the hospital wing, Madam Pomfrey tried to get him to eat something. He declined politely. "Well at least have some chocolate!" she exclaimed.

That he ate. Then, as the sun began to set, Madam Pomfrey helped the werewolf out of the hospital wing and down to the Whomping Willow.

"In you go dear." She said, a little frightened, as Remus was beginning to snarl and look as though he needed a shave.

Remus went down the tunnel and into the Shrieking Shack. He felt himself transforming and he felt someone watching him. He turned around slowly as his mind slipped away into its wolfish stage. He saw a boy with greasy dark hair. As he became more wolfish, he saw dinner. He lunged for the boy but someone grabbed him back. He saw another boy. "Mmm, more meat." Said his wolf mind. The little part of his mind that was still human said, "No! That's James!" but his werewolf side overpowered him and he went after the boys.

He flung a paw at them but only scratched one of the boy's legs as they went out through the tunnel entrance. Now he was even madder. He ran back into the shack and threw himself at the wall in his fury. He rebounded back in pain and fell to the floor whimpering. Then he knew no more.

A/N: what do you think? The plot will get thicker with time. Please review!