A/N:- This is just the introduction, so naturally, there won't be much of a storyline or plot till the next chapter, which is already up (but I felt that this was needed, just so I could get my head in the writing frame of mind). Please R & R, all comments are welcomed :-)

--Sordidas

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Once upon a time, not too many years before the boy who lived - when the ministry was a force to be reckoned with and Voldemort was relatively unheard of - Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry thrived.

And if, upon that time, it was asked who the most (in)famous boys in this school were, the answer would not have been hard coming. The three likely candidates were well known, and, well liked.

Sirius Black was astoundingly good looking. His hair was as black as a raven's wing, his eyes a chocolate brown- all this topped with a alluring pout, and a quidditch toned body? Perfection.

Then, of course, there was James Potter. Sirius's closest friend, his comrade-in-arms, was unusually especial, too. Messy brown hair, strong, powerful jaw, and a cheeky grin- and possibly the best chaser gryffindor had ever known.

Perhaps the most alluring out of the three, however, was the quietest. Remus Lupin. He had sharp, wolven looks, with piercing blue eyes, and cheekbones to die for. He was known as the quiet one, but as everyone knows, still waters run deep.

It is important to remember that these boys were not all brawn. Easily the cleverest in their year (which, at this moment in time, was their fifth), and easily the naughtiest, they had intellects as sharp as steel. But they were all this, and Marauders too. They had the duty of pulling off the customary 'start-of-term' prank, 'middle-of-term' prank, 'end-of-term' prank, and pulling it off well. Plus- there was the heady competition of who could get the most detentions in a year.

With all this beauty, intelligence, and cunning shared between three fine specimens of the male species, it was easy to forget there was a fourth marauder.

Smaller, slower, stupider than the rest. Least-known, least-liked, and least-attractive. The boy who was left alone when each of his friends took a girl to Hogsmeade, and explained that he was welcome to come along, but shouldn't he get a girl of his own?

This small, pale eyed, mousy haired boy was Peter Pettigrew. Little did anyone know that in years to come, he would be the downfall of his three closest friends.

But this is a tale before that time.

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