The Fates
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I am sure you all know how the Marauders got their names, so I will not go into much detail about it. It turned out that Remus was a werewolf, hence Moony, and his ever-loyal friends decided to become Animagi. Peter, a rat, hence Wormtail, Sirius, a black dog, hence Padfoot and James a stag, hence Prongs. The group earned the name marauder because they were always off on some childish new adventure, and always causing trouble.
Now on to how we became the Fates. Firstly, there were three of us, and I must admit, even for Slytherins we must have seemed a bit gloomy and gothic. It was just a public face, a sort of defence to keep others away. We trusted no one but each other, and it seemed the easiest way to keep our life quiet, to keep other people out. We did occasionally refer to ourselves as the fates, but not by name, as I recall. The rest of the school did, and I believe it will be easier for me to open up to you if you know everything.
In mythology, there were three fates. they controlled pretty much all living matter. The first was Clotho, who was in charge of creating life and matter by spinning its thread. Second was Lachesis, who was to determine the length and course of this thread, and finally Atropos. The most stubborn and malevolent of the three, who is to cut the thread. I do not know for certain whom was allotted each name, but I think this was our "running order". Lily became Lachesis, Severus became Clotho and I became Atropos. I do not know students had real incite into Severus and Lily, for looking back I can see a good deal of truth in their adoptive names, but I know that I was given my moniker. It was meant to be a secret, but rumours arose among the students about my "background", and vampires are generally portrayed in a bad light. There is no force on earth that can equal the cruelty of children, none whatsoever.
We did everything together. We went looking for trouble together, we found trouble together, we tried desperately to get out of trouble together, and invariably got told of and given detention together. It was like heaven. I didn't appreciate it then, but they were the best days of my life. We always had someone to talk to, to rely on, to put such overwhelming trust in, and now all I have are memories, all Severus has is his solitude, and all Lily has is a six foot covering of earth. How I wish I had tried harder to stop her.
I am sure you all know how the Marauders got their names, so I will not go into much detail about it. It turned out that Remus was a werewolf, hence Moony, and his ever-loyal friends decided to become Animagi. Peter, a rat, hence Wormtail, Sirius, a black dog, hence Padfoot and James a stag, hence Prongs. The group earned the name marauder because they were always off on some childish new adventure, and always causing trouble.
Now on to how we became the Fates. Firstly, there were three of us, and I must admit, even for Slytherins we must have seemed a bit gloomy and gothic. It was just a public face, a sort of defence to keep others away. We trusted no one but each other, and it seemed the easiest way to keep our life quiet, to keep other people out. We did occasionally refer to ourselves as the fates, but not by name, as I recall. The rest of the school did, and I believe it will be easier for me to open up to you if you know everything.
In mythology, there were three fates. they controlled pretty much all living matter. The first was Clotho, who was in charge of creating life and matter by spinning its thread. Second was Lachesis, who was to determine the length and course of this thread, and finally Atropos. The most stubborn and malevolent of the three, who is to cut the thread. I do not know for certain whom was allotted each name, but I think this was our "running order". Lily became Lachesis, Severus became Clotho and I became Atropos. I do not know students had real incite into Severus and Lily, for looking back I can see a good deal of truth in their adoptive names, but I know that I was given my moniker. It was meant to be a secret, but rumours arose among the students about my "background", and vampires are generally portrayed in a bad light. There is no force on earth that can equal the cruelty of children, none whatsoever.
We did everything together. We went looking for trouble together, we found trouble together, we tried desperately to get out of trouble together, and invariably got told of and given detention together. It was like heaven. I didn't appreciate it then, but they were the best days of my life. We always had someone to talk to, to rely on, to put such overwhelming trust in, and now all I have are memories, all Severus has is his solitude, and all Lily has is a six foot covering of earth. How I wish I had tried harder to stop her.
