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A/N: Very weird, but still!
Hogwarts,
Christmas Eve, 1973
James, Sirius and Remus had visited the glade several times this month. Peter knew none of this however, and was very curious about the whole 'sneaking-out-in-the-forest' thing. The three had decided to visit the glade again at Christmas Eve. Then they could see the trees again and escape the ball at the same time. Yes, there were held a ball in the Great Hall and the girls were overexcited. They didn't like it that the three boys weren't going to attend. The three boys were considered among the hottest guys in school.
James Potter was tall, almost six feet, with messy black hair and sparkling blue eyes. He was brave, muscular, the Gryffindors seeker and, well, he was also had plenty of cash, his family was a branch of an ancient wizarding family, tracing back to Godric Gryffindor himself.
Remus Lupin was the same height as James, but his hair he was able to tame and it had a lovely brown colour. His eyes were stormy grey, tinted with amber and gold, though they could also bear glints of red were he angered. He was also a member of the quidditch team, the keeper, but his family wasn't as wealthy as James' were, and his father were the butt of many jokes within the circles of the high and mighty of the old families. He had been part of a ancient family, the only remaining actually, and was seeked out by the young daughters of other old families, but he had married a muggle-girl, completely ruining his reputation among the high and mighty in the process.
Sirius Black was even taller than James and Remus. His hair contained the same black as James' and it was almost as messy, though his had the certain elegance which James' could never achieve. His eyes were a dreamy chocolate brown and he was the famous beater of Gryffindors team. His family had enough money to leave a life of luxury, but Sirius would have none of it. He couldn't stand any of his closest family members, save his cousin Andromeda who was a few years older than he was.
The fourth member of the group, Peter Pettigrew, was of average height, had blond hair and beady grey eyes. He couldn't stand heights, and were terribly afraid of breaking the rules, though with some persuasion he was a splendid prankster, and he did poorly in school. Everyone wondered why the Mauraders, the boys soaring in the sky above the clouds, the ones coming up with the most wonderful prankfeasts, the ones who were on top of their year with hardly any effort, had taken in Peter in their 2nd year. He was nothing like them at all. There were some girls, though, who liked Peter, figured he was something special after all. But the girls who went for Peter were the one fearing the high social life of the others, the one not quite prepared for what came with the life of a Marauders life. Peter were more quiet, and calm, and easy to figure out.
The three Mauraders moved silently among the thousands of trees. The well-hidden path to the glade was easy for them to find, having walked this way so many times. They entered the glade as the stroke of midnight fell and for the second time, though the boys did not know, golden light and silvery mist filled the glade. It covered the wonderful trees and worry filled the boys hearts. As the light slowly glowed out and the mist floated away the boys were out of themselves with worry. They glanced around, expecting to see the familiar trees, but they were nowhere in sight. They walked into the glade and in the place of the tall, red leafed tree James found a white bundle. He hurried forward and pulled the sheets of white fabric aside. A girl? Reacting like a knight would when he found a damsel in distress he cradled the girl in his arms and ran over to Sirius. He found Sirius on his knees in front of a girl, and at the sight of him Sirius cradled a second girl clad in a bundle of white fabric in his arms as well. Remus came over to them, a third girl in his arms, and without a word they returned to the hidden path and carried the girls safely back to the castle.
Eventually they came to the Hospital Wing and delivered the girls to worried and fussing Miss Pomfrit and then they fetched the Headmaster from his private rooms, the ball being over now. He shushed the boys to bed and started talking to Miss Pomfrit in hushed whispers.