Introduction: The Marauders
Sirius black was standing on the quidditch field with his two closest friends. He was wearing a pair of faded blue jeans, a size too big. They carried on past his shoes, wrapping around the bottoms. He didn't wear a belt though, a simple shoelace instead. His black trainers looked old and worn, they had ripped in several places and were carelessly tied. His upper body was covered in a plain blue shirt, with a larger white shirt underneath; the bottom of the white undershirt sticking out from beneath the blue. The plain outfit didn't hide his muscular form. Sirius' Adam's Apple protruded noticeably from his muscular neck. Dark stubble grazed his pale white face, complimented by strong cheek bones. He smiled at a joke one of his friends had told him, revealing brilliantly white teeth. He shook the long, silky black hair out of his eyes. Grey eyes. They lit up as he laughed, but gave the impression of having seen many things they shouldn't have, they were far too young.
Sirius reached into his pocket and took out his cigarettes and lighter. He casually stuck one in his mouth. After saying something witty that his friends found very funny, he bent over and shielded the flame he hoped that the black lighter would produce. On the third try he was successful in lighting both the lighter and the cigarette. He put the lighter away and took a long drag, inhaling the smoke deep into his lungs. His two friends followed suit..
They were sitting in the stands now. Sirius ashed his cigarette, holding it between his index and middle fingers and flicking upwards with his thumb.
That's just what they did. They were Marauders, the typical badasses of any high school. Sirius was accompanied by James Potter. James wore a plain black shirt, although unlike Sirius he had no undershirt. He also was wearing blue jeans, slightly more faded then Sirius', though they were slightly large on him, too. James and Sirius were both a little under six feet tall, they both had jet black hair. James kept his cut shorter, with sideburns running about two inches down the side of his face. His build was very athletic, he plainly exercised regularly. His eyes were a nice shade of hazel, bluer then Sirius', with a touch of green.
Remus Lupin was the third Marauder. He had dirty blonde hair, almost brown. It was moderately short, it curled around his ears. His eyes were a deep, very attractive blue. He was much slimmer then James and Sirius, he was muscular but he gave off a sense of weakness and sadness. Remus' face was worn, he had noticeable circles beneath his eyes. He was wearing a white shirt that didn't fit him well, it looked a size too small. His pants, unlike James' and Sirius', seemed to small for him as well.
They made their way back into the astounding castle as it started to lightly drizzle outside, taking as indirect a route as possible. The three friends entered through the large door, side by side, flicking the butt ends of their cigarettes into the nearby bushes. The Marauders.