CHAPTER 1: INTRODUCING: THE MARAUDER'S
The Marauder's were the most respected guys in Hogwarts, and they always had been. Girls hero-worshipped the ground they walked on, and guys wanted to be them. James Potter had a sort of grungy cool aura about him, with messy, jet-black hair and hazel eyes. He was a pretty big player, dating many girls at a time. In fact, the only bigger playboy then James Potter was Sirius Black, Potter's longtime best friend and sidekick. Sirius was hotter then hot (according to the resident girl population) and, in the end, was really only trying to get as many girls into his bed as possible. Almost the opposite of his two best friends, Remus Lupin, the caring, sensitive one who was often the brain's behind the group's most extensive pranks and late night excursions. He had more girls crying on his shoulder and spilling their soul to him then James did girlfriends. Last, was Peter Pettigrew, who was small and rather squat, and was considered by some, one of the bigger gits to roam the hallowed halls of Hogwarts. No one really knew why he was friends with the Marauder's, and no one could really figure out exactly why he was popular. Quite frankly, no really cared enough to think about it either. They were the smartest of the smartest (and the smartest of the smart asses) and spent just as much time in lessons as they did in detention. As of current they were all in the noble house of Gryffindor, and on year five in their magical education.
The Marauder's were the most respected guys in Hogwarts, and they always had been. Girls hero-worshipped the ground they walked on, and guys wanted to be them. James Potter had a sort of grungy cool aura about him, with messy, jet-black hair and hazel eyes. He was a pretty big player, dating many girls at a time. In fact, the only bigger playboy then James Potter was Sirius Black, Potter's longtime best friend and sidekick. Sirius was hotter then hot (according to the resident girl population) and, in the end, was really only trying to get as many girls into his bed as possible. Almost the opposite of his two best friends, Remus Lupin, the caring, sensitive one who was often the brain's behind the group's most extensive pranks and late night excursions. He had more girls crying on his shoulder and spilling their soul to him then James did girlfriends. Last, was Peter Pettigrew, who was small and rather squat, and was considered by some, one of the bigger gits to roam the hallowed halls of Hogwarts. No one really knew why he was friends with the Marauder's, and no one could really figure out exactly why he was popular. Quite frankly, no really cared enough to think about it either. They were the smartest of the smartest (and the smartest of the smart asses) and spent just as much time in lessons as they did in detention. As of current they were all in the noble house of Gryffindor, and on year five in their magical education.