Hello lovelies! I'm back and will be doing a complete overhaul and rewrite of this story. TMTHU is back, and I will be uploading what I can when I can. I'm still a student and so school and mental health are my priority right now. I'm also writing a story called "Hogwarts is my Home", if you want to check that out; I'm more likely to be updating that. I know I've said a number of times I'd be back, or that I'd be fixing things, but this time I truly mean it. I've re-read (unfortunately) the OG book and I am so sorry anyone ever read that. Also, I own nothing. OK. Onto the story!

Chapter 1

A New Beginning

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For Remus, he lived a life of secrecy. Lying to his friends was second nature; it had to be. But, there was one person he could not lie to to save his life. Sirius Orion Black. The one person he loved more than anything, who could never know. This inability to lie to his dearest friend made keeping his crush secret an Olympic sport. Many times Remus excused his red ears and quick breathing away to the cold, the heat, walking the stairs, laughter, the full moon, the new moon. Any excuse he could give, out it launched, and Sirius would give him an odd look and nod. This insanity had gone on for two years, and finally, but excruciatingly for him, Remus began to crack.

"Well, if it isn't the lovely Moony, lord of the Marauders, son of the amazing Hope and Lyall, all powerful and all knowing…" a familiar voice rang into the compartment a tawny haired boy sat in.

"I'll be damned, it's the fantastic Padfoot, lord of the Marauders, son of the amazing Fleamont and Euphemia, all talented and all annoying!" The dark charcoal haired boy let out a hearty guffaw before flopping down into the seat across from Remus.

"How was your summer, moon boy?"

"Just as good as you'd expect. How was your summer? How is Regulus?"

" My summer was absolutely wonderful. Reg is fine, still buying into that pureblood mania crap, but fine nonetheless."

"Oi, depressed tossers and bestest friends of mine, I have arrived!" A new voice entered the department, and a messy mop of jet black joined charcoal and tawny hair.

"And how are you, James?" inquired Remus, as Sirius cried out "I resemble that remark!"

"My summer was brilliant. Lonely, but brilliant. I wish you lot could have visited, it would have been less boring. I pulled a brilliant prank on Mum and Dad, I think we could do it on a grand scale to the Slytherins. I'm not sure if it's practical to do on the entire school. Maybe if we do rotations for the houses? I took some of these amazing little wire things muggles use called Slinky's, and you know that wonderful large staircase? Well after using the gemino charm on the slinkys, I set them off down the stairs, and the sound…" They never heard what it sounded like that day, as Peter slouched into the compartment, hair bright red. This red was far different from his normal dirty blond hair.

"Pete, what happened?" hollered James, as Remus pulled his wand out to counteract the hex.

"Easy, I'll bet you twelve knuts it was the Slytherins." "One sickle it was a Hufflepuff, it's like them to do a harmless prank like that." "You're on." The two black haired boys shook hands.

"Pete?" Remus was no longer concerned with their betting, a habit he'd resigned himself to the fact they'd never break.

"Not the Slytherins, this time. Or the Hufflepuffs. Ravenclaws. Actually, I was just walking by and not paying attention. I guess someone was practicing a color changing charm, and it hit my hair. That's all it is, really. Thanks for fixing my hair Remus, I know that's a pretty complicated spell." The watery blue eyes met honey gold, a silent thank you passing between them.

"No problem whatsoever, Pete. How was your summer?"

As Peter launched into detail about his miserable summer surrounded by his sister and her friends, Remus sat back and looked out the window.

The sun slowly set beyond the hills, and James had long gone off to, they thought, annoy Lily Evans, best friend to Remus and supposed crush of James. Peter had gone off to talk with the Gobstones club he was a member of, leaving Sirius in the compartment, watching with apparent fascination as Remus looked on upon the countryside. Rolling green hills stretched along, small houses appearing every once in a while, the vast expanse of land stretching as far as the eye could see. But Sirius was not interested in the landscape, at least, not the one Remus was engaged in. Sirius was entertaining himself by mapping out every small feature on the werewolf's face. The way scars ran like rivers over light skin, dipping across and down his nose, smaller ones criss crossing over parts of his face. Fields of freckles were sprayed across his face, trailing down his neck, and sliding back towards his ears. His eyes were mistaken commonly for the color of honey, but Sirius found them to be closer to the color of marmalade. They were speckled with brown, almost the color of cinnamon. Whenever Remus would smile, two light dimples would appear, and his lips would reveal slightly longer, sharper canines. And his lips. Oh, the odes Sirius could write. They were light pink, and highly susceptible to staining, something Sirius discovered after Remus indulged himself in a blood pop and the red would not leave his lips for two days, which led to Sirius spending far too much time eyeing Remus' mouth. Sirius was going to continue staring at Remus, but the bookworm looked straight at him. The two blushed and looked away quickly; Remus returning his gaze out the window, Sirius quickly grabbing a book or magazine, he didn't care he just grabbed something. What he did not realize was that he'd grabbed Peter's (unlocked) diary

"Bloody sodding bludgering hell!" Sirius yelped as he threw the diary across the compartment, hitting Remus across the face. Remus gingerly picked up the offending item as Sirius continued to help and swear, before turning red at the writing in the notebook and looking at Sirius. The black haired aristocrat turned to face Moony, who'd begun to laugh hysterically.

"Blimey, Pads. Never knew Pete had it in him! But was… was hitting me in the face necessary?" The tawny haired boy continued to laugh as the overly anguished Black calmed down and began to laugh as well, initially a small chuckle that morphed into a belly laugh that then became loud barks. The two boys were rolling around the compartment in hysterics, not fully sure why they found such an event as hilarious as they did. It wasn't until James reappeared looking defeated before the boys calmed down a little, and when they had to explain to James, they roared in laughter.

Peter re-entered the compartment, blushing 50 shades of pink, red, and purple at seeing his diary lying about. The laughing, now including the hardy chuckle of James, increased tenfold as Sirius began to speak.

"Ooooh, hi Pete! Sorry about finding your diary, Remus…" he cut off, cackling with absolute glee. "He was looking out the window, and I was bored so I grabbed something to read and… and…" he paused again to try and breathe, a futile attempt thanks to the two other marauders roaring with laughter. "And I realized what it was in like 10 seconds… and…"

Remus picked up the story, more calm than James or Sirius were, but still laughing. As Remus explained the story, Peter grew red, before bursting out laughing, though it seemed more nervous than finding the story funny.

Once the four of them had calmed down, and there had been jeering on all sides, they fell into planning the "first day of the year prank", which was to take place at the first breakfast.

Alright, I was going to leave this on a cliffhanger, but I think I'm going to extend it out until the end of the next chapter. A big thanks to one of my friends, for saving my sorry butt from posting something far more embarrassing for Sirius to read. So, thank her for that in the comments please! I love criticism, so long as it remains constructive!