The Lone Wolf

Remus Lupin was leaning casually against the barrier wall. He was waiting for his best friends, Sirius Black, James Potter, and Peter Pettigrew to show. Together the four of them made up the infamous Marauders.

Remus sighed and began playing with the single golden hoop earring that was in his left ear. He flicked some of his golden blond, yet brownish hair out of his eyes his deep blue-grey eyes looked throughout the crowds. But for the week before and after the full moon, they turned a deep golden hazel. That was part of what made him so unique. Remus was a werewolf. No one but Sirius, James, and Peter knew what Remus was, but that was because Remus was afraid of scaring people away.

Remus came from parents that were both magical, though his mother was Muggle born. She was in love with all things Greek, especially Greek Myths. That's were Remus inherited his name, from the Greek myth of Romulus and Remus.

Even though Remus knew little of the Muggle world, he was fascinated by the Greek myths. They were a way to lose yourself in imagination, and allow you to think deeper then what the eyes see.

Remus was a hippie, and he would gladly tell anyone who asked. In fact, at this very moment, he was dressed in a baggy pair of bell bottoms and a plain dark blue tee shirt. Remus never went anywhere without his necklace. Its charm was of the sun and moon intertwined, and it hung on a golden chain. The whole thing was pretty small but it meant loads to Remus.

Remus was also big into music, like the Muggle band the Beatles, introduced to him by Lily. And Sirius, James, and Peter were the only ones that know that Remus can play the guitar. Sirius and James told Remus that he was soft because of his deep beliefs and interests in what they called boring topics. However, girls thought it made Remus deep and mysterious, and Remus happened to like that view better.

Girls were a big issue for Remus. He had dated here or there but when ever things got serious he would have to break it off. He was in fear of hurting the girl in the end and so before she found out about his lycanthropy, he broke it off. However, there was one girl. A girl Remus has been friends with since third year. A girl who was best friends with Lily Evans, Hestia Jones, Charlie McKinnon, as well as the rest of the Marauders. A girl by the name of Emmeline Vance, and a girl who was walking towards Remus that very minute.

The Determined

Emmeline Vance spotted her life-long crush Remus Lupin, leaning against the barrier wall. Actually, it was more then a crush in Emmeline's mind, mainly because she believed she loved Remus. With bravery that was true to her Gryffindor nature, Emmeline headed over to him. He seemed to be thinking and she loved the look of concentration on his face.

Emmeline could feel her hair blowing behind her as she walked, and she was positive her purplish blue eyes were glowing.

Emmeline thought fondly of the books kept in her trunk. She was a big bookworm, loving all Muggle and non-Muggle books. Another thing Emmeline was fond of was singing. Emmeline loved to sing but rarely did so because of embarrassment. Little did Emmeline know she had the voice of an angel. Thanks to Lily and Erica, Emmeline loved all the Muggle bands such as Queen, Beatles, Led Zeppelin, Styxs, Guns and Roses, and the Rolling Stones. Lily and Erica were obsessed over those bands and Emmeline was not far behind them.

Emmeline wasn't at the top of class, but she wasn't far behind. Unlike Lily, Emmeline enjoyed the Marauders' pranks and didn't care about rule-breaking, or things of that nature. She was known to be a free spirit, big into the hippie way of thinking, as were most during that time of the 70's. Her best friends Lily Evans, Hestia Jones, and Charlie McKinnon were as far as she was concerned as close as family. She was friends with all of the Marauders as Hestia, Charlie, and even Lily were.

Shaking her head, Emmeline noticed James and Sirius were standing behind Remus, but talking so amusedly that they didn't notice her. Her parents were purebloods through and through and very good friends with the Potter's. James and Emmeline were practically brother and sister. Emmeline rolled her eyes at a daily prophet Daily Prophet article on the ground. It was against werewolves and other half-breeds claiming they were dangerous monsters and should be sentenced to death. Things of that nature annoyed Emmeline beyond anything else, for they were discrimination.

That was one of the main reasons Emmeline wanted to do well this year and get somewhere in the Ministry. She wanted to open up a department for the mistreatment of magical creatures. However, she needed to prove her point, that all werewolves or centaurs weren't bad. So she needed to find one.

The Head Girl

Lily Evan began walking to the platform where she would take the Hogwarts Express to school. She scanned the crowd for any signs of her friends, but she found none. She noticed Remus was leaning against the platform, and she thought she may go talk to him when she saw Emmeline walk over to him. She changed her mind, knowing how strongly her friend felt for about Remus.

Absent mindedly Lily pushed some of her just longer then mid-back, blood red hair, behind her shoulder. Lily had an attitude that could rival her hair color. Generally a nice person, Lily always looked for the best of people and treated everyone the same, unless of course you got on her bad side. That was when her fiery hair shined true to its name. Of course, one of these people was James Potter.

She was watching Emmeline and Remus talk and laugh, and decided to wait patiently for Emmeline to finish. Lily's almond-shaped emerald green eyes shone with excitement for her friend. Maybe this year the two would finally hook up.

Lily casually attached her Head Girl pin to her robes, wondering with a faint curiosity who Head Boy would be. 'Actually, it could be Remus. He is after all very bright and caring', Lily thought.

Lily thought back to what had happened this morning and let out a frustrated sigh. Her sister Petunia and her fiancée Vernon had decided to join the Evan's at breakfast. Immediately, when Lily had arrived home for the summer holidays, she had been introduced to Vernon. She did not like him at all,; he was an insufferable git, and could have given Potter a run for his money.

Vernon had known all about Lily and her magical ability, and had a very medieval view on it. Lily's father Kevin, and her mother Lisa, had hoped that as Lily and Petunia got older, they would grow up. The two had been fighting ever since Lily had received her very first owl from Hogwarts. The argument at breakfast was over Lily's mother Lisa, who had passed the previous fall.

Petunia did not understand why Lily with her 'great magical abilities' could not raise her mother from the dead or cure her father of his cancer. Lily had it rough that morning, and was in no real mood to discuss it. As Lily went to the station her sister muttered words like "freak," or "bad blood." Once she heard her sister mutter Mud Blood, knowing full well that Petunia had no idea how much that word hurt Lily.

But Lily was a strong person. She would get through it and pretend it never happened. Lily was always sticking up for what she believed in, and never let anyone get in her way. She had a temper when she was annoyed, but otherwise she was the nicest and sweetest person around. Lily was very popular as were her friends, and those were only some of the minor details that made her so appealing to James Potter.

The Quidditch God

James Potter mindlessly ran a hair hand through his already naturally messy jet-black hair. His bright kind, hazel eyes searched the group looking for a head of blood red. He let out a frustrated sigh and turned to watch Sirius.

James, like Sirius, Remus, and Peter, was a Marauder. He in fact was the one who had suggested the name Marauder to them. James was a good-looking kid, and extremely nice and kind once you got to know him; however he wasn't known for that. He was known for his skills on the Quidditch pitch. Being Chaser for his first three years on the team, James became very built and was extremely skilled. Hardly ever missing a goal, and working superbly with the rest of his team, James was the good-natured player and was the team joker right next to Sirius. Sirius was a Beater. The past two years however, James moved from Chaser to Seeker only winning him more fans. His flying ability was highly lusted over, and he won every game for Gryffindor knowing exactly when to catch the snitch, and doing so in a matter of ten or eleven seconds. Lily claimed that James knew about his talent, which was why he was such and arrogant bullying toe rag.

James and Sirius had contests seeing who could get more detentions, hexing people who merely passed them, and constantly causing as much trouble as possible. But over the summer James had matured a great extent and was no longer going to take up his known pastimes. However, nothing could keep him from pranking here and there, which was practically in his blood. What little people knew was another talent James had. James was skilled in drawing. He could create the most beautiful portraits or scenery, and he loved to draw. But he kept his notebook of drawings very private, and carried it with him almost everywhere. Another talent of James' that only Sirius and Remus knew about was that James was skilled greatly with the piano as well as semi good with the drums.

Just like Emmeline, James was a pureblood. His parents, Lucas and Sarah, were very well off, leaving him with enough finances. His parents were also saintly, being wonderful people helping anyone in need. So as soon as Sirius fled his house, they welcomed him with open arms. James also had a younger brother, Harry, who was four years old. Harry meant the world to James, and vice versa. Harry looked up to James in every way possible, which was part of the reason why James changed. James, having his father's untidy black hair, and his mother's hazel eyes, was the complete opposite of Harry. Harry had his mother's straight red hair, which was shaped in a bowl cut, and his father's bright blue eyes.

Potter men always went for the red heads, James father told him. So it came as no surprise when James fell head over heels for a particular red-headed girl named Evans.

The Blood Traitor

Sirius Black gazed a group of passing sixth years, counting off on his fingers ones he had dated. All but one, whom he was surprised at himself for overlooking. Sirius Black was Hogwart's official heart throb and had ordained his own fan club. But not many people could look at Sirius without falling for him. That's what made Sirius, well…… Sirius. He knew he was liked alot and sometimes used it to his advantage.

Sirius had the casual black hair that feel elegantly into place, long enough to frame his whole face but not too long to be tacky. He had amazingly bright sparkling blue eyes, and a smile that could make girls go weak at the knees. He had an extremely toned body from years of being a Beater.

As well as being a heart throb, Sirius was the best friend of James Potter. James and Sirius were like brothers, and Sirius would die for James. He was also extremely good friends with Remus Lupin, who wasn't far behind the scale from James. Sirius liked Peter Pettigrew the least because he was annoying. Sirius was a great guy, always willing to do what he thought was right.

However, besides being Hogwarts heart throb and a great friend, Sirius was a blood traitor.

Sirius came from an extremely long family line of Blacks, all with the same vision. Pure bloods and pure bloods only; Muggle-borns were mud bloods and trash. However, Sirius and his cousin Andromeda had different views on the racisim of purity of blood.

Sirius's parents hated Sirius for being placed in Gryffindor and not up holding the family honor by hanging out with strictly pure bloods. His mother saw Remus once, knew what he was, and forbade Sirius to talk to him ever again. But Sirius just laughed in her face. The past summer Sirius had finally had it. He left his parent's home and fled to the Potter's, who welcomed him with open arms. Sirius knew who his real family was, blood didn't count to him. His uncle and Andromeda were the only ones Sirius trusted. Not even his own brother Regulus could put up with Sirius. He was in the same boat as Lily, only Lily had a Petunia and he had a Regulus.

Sirius had one talent that he feared people would find out about, mainly because he thought it was a useless talent. Sirius could play the bass and surprisingly harmonica, though he rarely did so.

Sirius was good friends with Lily, Charlie, Emmeline, and Hestia. However one of them had caught Sirius's eyes from day one and he thought of her constantly. She didn't know of his crush; in fact, no one did. Sirius kept his extremely personal things inside, but didn't care if other people knew about other things. Sirius was tough enough to take it. Charlie McKinnon, with her waist length spirally blond hair and bright silver eyes, she had captivated Sirius from the start.

The Strangest Yet

Charlie McKinnon entered the platform and rolled her eyes. Her older brother Caddy had come with her and his fan club was surrounding him. She quickly broke away before things got deadly. Charlie searched the crowd for a sign of her friends, but instead she found and extremely bored looking Sirius.

Charlie always wanted to be different. Everything down to what she wore was odd or unique, the weirder the better. That was why Charlie hated school uniforms; she thrived on uniqueness. Charlie grew her hair as long as she did for that very reason.

Charlie was talented in many different ways. She could out beat any beater, as her and Sirius were Gryffindor beaters. Charlie was a very good dancer, rarely doing so, because of the lack of music in Hogwarts. Charlie had the nickname of Pucks, because of her talent on the hockey field. A Muggle sport she loved to play, and introduced to the marauders who loved it two.

One thing about Charlie though, was beyond unique and weird. Charlie was a naturally born Seer, and she could prove it too. Her Seer abilities ranged farther then seeing the future; in fact, she was able to read exactly what a person was thinking! But Charlie kept a lot of it to herself, and hardly ever read someone's mind because she believed it was a huge violation of space.

Charlie had difficulty with showing her feelings. She was hard pressed to cry, hating to have to do it, and also hating the fact that she kept everything bottled in. Charlie was a free spirit, making others laugh and doing as she pleased. Some might mistake her for a gypsy, but Charlie didn't care, she felt it made her more unique.

Charlie was a full-blooded Italian, though she didn't look it. She had a thick Italian accent, and was bilingual. As well as being Italian, Charlie was a Muggle born. But that didn't affect her whatsoever.

With her hair swinging out behind her from its ponytail, and her silver eyes shining, Charlie walked over to Sirius. He looked and her and smiled, and she fully returned it, hoping to make the best of this year. For it was her last.