Disclaimer: None of the following Harry Potter characters are mine and so no infringement or money is intended or being made.

AN: Just got back from a Christmas Party, very good fun and felt I should get the next chapter up and about. An interesting conclusion to come to when your pissed outta your tree, drinking Vodka wearing a ridiculous hat that doesn't go with anything!

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Chapter 56 – Fictional Children

Unfortunately that young girl wasn't the first to lose loved ones around those times. Of course you already know about the crawling death my own father had to endure but like I said, we weren't entirely sure what we were dealing with.

You've heard of the evil Wizard, you've heard the tales of the White Wizard over coming him and you've heard the tales of friendship overcoming the growing forces of darkness…but that's all they were then Harry, -tales-!

Voldemort was beyond being just psychotic; he enjoyed the misery and grief he brought down upon us all. Our 'White Wizard' Dumbledore was doing all that he could but as you well know it was never he who was to bring the Dark Lord down, not that he knew that back then. And friendship was…precious I suppose. Suspicion grew among those who had been close for years, discord was taking a permanent place in most peoples lives and the darkness was too many, too quick!

Of course us Marauders never doubted one another and when we did, right before your parents death Harry, it was on wrong assumptions. Sirius from the bad family with a great deal of power, James the most leading and confident of us all and me, a dark creature that by the law of nature shouldn't really be in existence. It was only then that it seemed our greatest weakness besides hiding from the truth was also our arrogance. We couldn't comprehend the idea of Peter Pettigrew, our cowardly sidekick and sniveling, shy friend could actually end up killing one, getting the other thrown into a hell for 12 years and leave one in grief for his lost pack for the better part of a decade or so.

Where Peter's change started I don't know but our seventh year was putting barriers between us all; James the Head Boy and with long term Girlfriend, me and Sirius together and also long term leaving poor Peter by himself to brood and fume silently.

I'm by no means defending Wormtail, on the contrary I am rather glad that you rid the world of him Harry but I'm saying I understand where it all went wrong.

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(1977)

James whispered into Lily's ear again causing her to gasp and blush as she slapped his knee. She pointed at him in a threatening warning manner, or it would've been had she not been grinning as he smirked smugly at him.

Remus himself was resting with his head in Sirius's lap looking up, a letter from his parents in return from his last held up in front of him, smiling as he read the heartfelt words. Sirius was idly running the fingers of one hand through his tawny hair as he leaned his elbow on the arm of the sofa, his chin resting in his palm as he stared off into space calmly.

None of them noticed Peter with his legs curled under him by the coffee table doing his homework studiously, his watery eyes flicking up at the couples every now and again before returning to his work.

He re-read the question over and over but after a while he sighed in annoyance. Placing his quill down he looked over to Remus who was now smiling at Sirius, both whispering as Remus showed him the letter.

"Remus, can you help me with something?" He asked and waited patiently as the werewolf looked over at him with his eyebrows raised in silent question.

"I don't understand this question here," He turned his parchment around to show Remus and pointed to the offending line, "It doesn't make any sense no matter how I red it!"

Remus leant forwards, Sirius sighing as he shook his head having finished the essay and read the question to himself quietly. He smiled encouragingly as he looked up again.

"It's just asking for a list of the ingredients from the potion, it throws you off a little making you think that you have to explain what each thing does individually. The easiest way to do it is to have a potions text by you so you can get the jist of what everything does and then place them in small categories with an overall explanation. For example," he pointed to the parchment, "Mugwort and Chamomile are used in things like psychic work so you'd just put the heading 'Psychic Working' and place the names underneath it."

Grinning Peter thanked him and returned to his work.

"Really Wormtail, you're going to have to learn how to do these things on your own one day, we won't be around forever you know!" Sirius said as Remus settled against him once more, curling comfortably like a cat against his side.

Peter fiddled with his quill between his fingers before he blushed and returned to his work mumbling something intelligible. James sniggered and lobbed a pillow at his Best Friend.

"Honestly Sirius, I take it no one has filled you in on the Marauder plans of life. No matter who we marry we will all live in a big house, breed more smaller versions of our selves…"

"Otherwise known as children." Lily interrupted.

"…Otherwise known as children where we shall then all grow old together, end up in rocking chairs and piss ourselves literally as we discuss how hot the new young nurses, male and female, are!"

Lily shook her head in amusement as the other boys laughed. Remus shrugged as Sirius gave a thumb up and Peter looked happier than he was the minute before.

"So no ones left behind then?" He asked in what to everyone else seemed to be a teasing tone.

"Nah, and it gets even better because we have our newly acquired Marauderette to keep an eye on us. But she is a woman so she will –actually- outlive us all I'm afraid."

"God could you imagine their kids?" Sirius said jerking his head towards the couple in the chair. James flipped him off but both Lily and Remus looked thoughtful.

"I could imagine a son being like James." Remus said and Lily snorted.

"Only I hope he'd be less arrogant." She added and James pretended to look wounded.

"I'm nothing but a gentlemen!"

"No, you're a bit of a lovable git but not a gentlemen. My son would be though." She added wistfully.

Grunting James fell backwards into his chair, rolling his hand in a 'continue' manner.

"And if it was a girl?" Sirius asked.

"Then it would be a bit like Lily!" Remus said confidently.

"Either way I want him or her to have your eyes, you have such unusually pretty eyes." James said and Lily cooed before placing a kiss on the tip of his nose. Sirius and Peter pretended to retch.

"They'd play Quidditch!" Sirius said loudly and proudly and James seemed to puff out a little.

"Damn Straight! No kid of mine could get away without at least looking into becoming a world famous Quidditch player!" James said curtly as Lily rolled her eyes.

"What's to say the child would even want to play the game?"

"How could anyone not want to play? Fame, free spirit, adrenaline…"

"…Arrogance, pig-headedness, an annoying cocky strut, messy hair!" Lily finished with a smirk and James looked a little downtrodden.

"Am I really that bad?" He asked and Lily seemed to take pity as she tutted her tongue and curled closer to him.

"-Were-, past tense darling. You're still a show off but not as annoyingly so." She kissed hi to assert her answer and he seemed happy enough.

"Besides, I imagine any child of yours to be more like Lily in personality, male or female." Remus added and Lily looked smug at that statement.

"I want to be Godfather!" Sirius suddenly proclaimed loudly and both James and Lily stared at him. James sighed as Lily looked quizzically at them both.

"He's mentioned this before, he seems intent to become the Godfather of something in his lifetime. Look, Padfoot mate, I'll buy you a bloody plant to be Godfather to." James said and the rest of the group sniggered. Sirius crossed his arms over his chest.

"Why can't I be the Godfather?" He asked moodily and both Lily and James sighed simultaneously. They looked at one another before they began ticking things off on their fingers.

"One; We're not even married, let alone considering children…" James started.

"Two; you have a tendency to be reckless and that could be mayhem seeing as children are in fact reckless themselves…" Lily added.

"Three; We'd need a mature adult to take care of our child should anything happen to us, touch wood," They both knocked their knuckles on the nearby table, "Meaning Remus would be the most logical answer."

"And four…well I can't think of one right now but I'll get back to you on that."

Sirius looked wounded and Remus was resisting the urge to laugh. Peter looked a little defeated at not being considered a Godparent to the fictional baby but he smiled all the same in front of his friends.

"I'd make a great Godfather!" Sirius cried and some people seated on the Common room table in the corner of the room looked over confused. Lily quickly silenced any whisperings with an effective glare.

"Sirius, keep your voice down for Christ's sake! We're not even having a baby!" She hissed furiously as James tried to sink back into his chair.

Sirius continued to pout childishly and Remus sighed as he shook his head amused. He also felt a gloating sensation in his chest at the idea of the couple across from his would consider him guardian material.

"Remus can't take a child into his custody due to his…condition." Peter added, almost monotonously and Remus flushed a little feeling the happy sensation slipping slightly.

"Peter! That wasn't called for!" Lily said and the boy shrank into himself as he apologised quickly.

Sirius didn't seem as bothered he hadn't been chosen now, more intent on getting that smile back on his boyfriend's face. Remus smiled quickly for him to show he was over it.

"Well in that case, you two should marry then when Sirius gets announced as Godfather we know that Remus will be there to back him up…or take the reigns, whichever easiest." James said in a finalised voice. Instantly Sirius jumped up.

"You mean I get to be the Godfather!" He asked excitedly and even Remus found the situation funny.

"Yes Padfoot, you get to be the Godfather to the none existent baby that me and Lily aren't having."

"YES!"

Sirius started dancing around the room, completely missing Lily's whispered, "What exactly just happened?" and sang happily at the top of his lungs, scaring some first years.

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Remus tugged on his pajama shirt, buttoning it up the front slowly as he tried ignoring the scars running in criss-crosses over his body. He could hear Sirius singing in the shower loudly and chuckled when he heard what sounded suspiciously like soup colliding with the singer, James's drawled 'Shut up or you become the nanny, not the Godfather' before looking over to his other friend sat on his bed.

Peter looked glum. He was folding his school shirt before placing it on his bedside chair. Sighing he crawled under his duvet and made to turn the light out but Remus had strolled across the room and was crawling onto the bed. Even Peter managed a weak chuckle when Remus sat back on his hunches and cocked his head in question.

"See, it's when you do things like that that I remember what happens to you once a month." He said and Remus grinned wolfishly.

"You alright Peter?"

Nodding the smaller boy tugged his quilt further up.

"Yep, just tired I think." He left it off there, even blinking tiredly to really pull off the act but Remus wasn't really buying into it. He let Peter avoid the situation now though, not really in the mood for a confrontation of feelings.

"OK. Night Peter."

"Night Remus, If Sirius starts snoring just hit him will you?"

"Of course Pete, what else could you do?"

"Roll him over?"

"But then I'd have to ravish him, he has a rather tempting arse you know."

"…. And yet I could've lived my entire life without that knowledge or image in my head."

(TBC)

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AN: Ravishing Sirius…mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!!!!!!!!!!!

Thanks to:

RanmasAngel: Whoa, bloody hell. I never expected that type of reaction but I guess that's how it goes I suppose. I hope you enjoyed the story so far though, wouldn't want you yelled at for nothing.

Lissom-Howler: I like your theory and happens to be one I follow myself. It's like if you don't like a person…if you genuinely don't like someone you don't let them into your life so instead you ignore their existence. Not the best thing considering the Homosexuals rights to be as much as anyone else but I'd rather people left them alone than hurt them. Wow, all this in one sitting, Goddess go sleep lol! I'm honored by such a thing and you've well and truly earned that nap! Thank you on the Ethan Lupin scenes, I did love them in their intensity. I loved your lengthy review don't worry and LMAO means 'Laughing my Arse (or ass) off'. Don't worry; I remember when I didn't understand anything like that!

Happo: Not a complaint, not always a bad sign. And… "Did you know that I had minnnnnne on you!!!!!!!!" I loved that song! Thanks and Panda, you're weird…. I love it!

Dragonsdesire: I don't know, I love winter for some reason, gives me a reason to wear my fluffy furry coat and my Gryffindor Scarf (yes, I do actually have one thanks to my mum and her knitting skills!). And Happy holidays to you too DD!

Kynny: Glad you liked it; I like making the Lupin's a close family.

Twilight-la-fae: Ouch, that bruise sounded as though it must of really sucked! Graphic Typography is basically trying out different Fonts for logos using a rather tedious job of blowing up on the printer, cutting out, placing it in the right place, photocopying it again before using it as a stencil for your markers. And don't even get me started on Algebra; I had to re-sit my math's GCSE (I passed the second time though lol).

Goldfishie900 (previously known as Malfoyscutie): I have no idea how many chapters they'll be but I am nearing the end so I don't imagine I'll go over the limit if there is one. Glad you're enjoying the ride though lol!

Kuri Raikou: Glad you enjoyed your holidays over there and thank you, I'm sure Remus could indeed get sweeter lol!

Sidhelady: Stranglers Rule lol! Can't beat that! But yeah, I'd LOVE a Lupin style older brother. Unfortunately I have a Sirius style younger brother, which means he teases me a lot! IN a loving manner but still, he calls me a Smogling!

Elrohir Lover: Lol, she's fine, thanks for asking. A little hyper (just had my Christmas Party at work). I'm still deciding on whether to actually write Ethan's death or not but he will die I'm afraid (sorry).

Electra Black: Lol well hello and welcome to the ride! I'm well chuffed that you think I've managed to keep the characters in character, I try my hardest! And yes, I do indeed happen to be British so it's nice to see a familiar tongue with you! Means I can say things that Americans might not get but you will lol! I happen to be down south for now, in Bristol but my dads from up North, I love it when we visit my nana up there! Good luck on your GCSE's. You'll be fine trust me, they're not as bad as everyone thinks they are (The Mock GCSE's are worse!).

IsisFireDancer: Merry Meet! Lol I know how you feel, I remember the conversations but never who they were with! My friend thinks it's hilarious! And don't worry; I actually have a hippy style friend so the words groovy are pretty much around me all day lol. Lets keep on rocking (starts air guitaring which provokes a deranged stare from one's little brother) Blessed Be!

Jenna: Lol sorry about that, like I said Life is catching up on me, turns out I have several things due in next week but you hold in there and I'll try too!

Saturndragon: At least you got the First World War, I had to do bloody 'Medicine through the Ages'…The WORLDS most boring subject may I add! Like I said to Electra, if it's Mock GCSE's you're taking they tend to be the bitch so don't panic. In my Mock History I got an E going on an F but on my actual GCSE I got a C so you never know! Hell I had an 'Ungraded' for math's in the mocks then I went and pulled out a C! Never panic if the grade seems worse this time!

Dan247blankk: I take it your speaking from personal experience. Never let such dickheads get to you, your better than them already for not kicking their arses lol!

Guu-Sama: Isn't it weird when things like that happen? Like you think 'I haven't spoken to so and so for a while' and when you get home they phone you!