A/N: Hey Ya'll! This is a songfic! kind of... when I heard this song I instantly thought, Remus! so here it is, please let me know what you think! This is also a oneshot unless I suddenly get any more ideas. So Please review!

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter! or any of the marauders:(I also don't own the song The Werewolves of LondonIf you've never heard it before you should look it up. Its by Warren Zevon. Really you should, after you read my story and leave a review;)

Oh just so you know the marauders are in their 6th year in this story :)Werewolves Of London

"Aaahoo, werewolves in London! Aaahoo!" sang a very sugar high Sirius."I saw a werewolf with a Chinese menu in his hand! Aaaahoo!"

"Sirius! Shut up!" growled James.

Apparently Sirius couldn't hear over his own loud, obnoxious singing,"Ya hear him howlin around your kitchen door, Ya better not let him in! Aaahoo! werewolves in London!"

James grumbled," what are you singing anyway?"

But Sirius just ignored him and continued singing,"Aaahoo! Werewolves in London!"

"How long d-do you think he's going to b-be like this?" asked Peter, who was in his bed nervously watching the out of control Sirius.

Remus was sitting on a bed reading a large book. He looked up at Peter and then glanced over at Sirius. Grimly he shook his head and continued reading.

James was playing with the golden snitch that he had stolen. He groaned and answered, "Peter, you know how he gets when he has chocolate. I don't know what you even bother asking anymore."

They were in the sixth year boy's Gryffindor dormitory and it was now 4 in the morning.

"He's the hairy, hairy gent who ran amok in Kent, aaaahoo the werewolves of London again" sang Sirius while jumping up and down on his bed and onto Peter's making quite a racket, for Peter was still in his bed.

"Peter!" yelled Sirius sounding something like an overgrown toddler, " Why are you laying on my one of my jumping mattress" and then he when back to singing.

"Lately he's been overheard in Mayfair. You better stay away from him, he'll rip your lungs out Jim. Huh, I'd like to meet his tailor! Aaaahooo! Werewolves in London!" Sirius then paused to catch his breath and suddenly it dawned on him "Hey, hey Moony! Moony! You're a werewolf!"

"Yes Sirius, I know that I'm a werewolf. I'm pretty sure we established that fact in the second year," said Remus very patiently.

"Moony? Have you ever eaten a little old lady like the werewolves in the song?"

"No Sirius, I have never eaten a little old lady. Actually I've never eaten anyone and again we established all of this in the second year. It's just a stupid muggle song. Why don't you just get in your bed and go to four am and we have classes tomorrow."Remus tried again.

"Aaaahoo I saw a werewolf drinkin a pina colada at Trader Vic's and his hair was perfect. Ahhhooooo, werewolves of London. Aaahoo!" sang Sirius in his extremely off key voice "Moony, Moony! You live in London!"

" I know that I live in London Sirius."

" But Moony your hair isn't perfect, like the werewolves in the song! Mine is! That means I must be a werewolf!" shouted Sirius his voice sounding like a three year old.

"Ugh we are never letting him have chocolate frogs before bedtime again, "muttered Remus.

"Why can't you hide your chocolate stash better?"grumbled a very tiered James.

"Sorry about that," Remus apologized, "Hes found all of my good hiding places."

"So, how long do you think he's going to last this time?" asked James.

"Not much longer, Hes been like this for the past few hours. Eventually he has to crash,"

"AAAHHOO! WEREWOLVES OF LONDON!"

A/N: There it is! I know its short, but please let me know what you think! Oh, and look up the song!

~The Gr8 Procrastinator