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Summary: story of the Marauders during Hogwarts. LJ fanfic! Be warned: contains weird storylines such as tutu lap dancing etc (a creation of my warped mind). Rated M for a reason!

My first Harry Potter fanfic so please review, I need help with ideas! Excuse my crappy spelling and grammar as well as I am only 15.

Note: It's a 15 chapter fic. Upcoming chapter is 'Hell Hath on Fury like the Marauders scorned' chap 8.

I'm thinking of changing it to only a T rating. Tell me if you think I should. I try to update everyday but school makes it difficult. Thanks to everyone that has reviewed so far!

This chapter touches on serious subjects so the Sirius storyline was added to lighten it up. I want to make a good contrast.

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Chapter 7: Too Close for Comfort

Sirius paused. Having drunk so much at the Wreck, his vision was slightly blurred, heightened by the mist of the club. Shaking off his grogginess and dizziness he sat at a stall, taking in his new surroundings.

Glancing around the bar he began to spy for his next victim, when one woman caught his eye. Standing over by a small huddle of tables was a tall, lean woman with hair a brighter yellow than Sirius's boxers. With ruby red lips and ice blue eyes she was attractive with a muscley and toned body of a stocky build . She had a finely chiselled face and small thin eyebrows. She was good enough for Sirius. A dare was a dare.

Pushing his chestnut locks out his now fiery eyes, he sidled up next to her. She was wearing florescent red stilettos, so was slightly taller in height. She looked at him and smiled, a warm glow lighting her bronzed face.

Without a word she slipped her hand in his and led him towards the private back rooms of the club…

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James rounded a dark corner quietly, keeping a safe distance away from Lily and her new stalking friend. Edging through the eerie alleyway he saw Lily's red hair whip around another corner, closely followed by the now excited looking wizard. Lily was still apparently unaware of her followers but as James approached the corner he heard voices.

'Oh David I didn't know you were here,' came Lily's voice, sounding mildly surprised. Obviously she had finally spotted the twitchy looking wizard following her and was slightly annoyed. She had come out to get some peace and didn't expect to be followed, least of all by the fidgeting David. He didn't seem the type of person to do that.

'I was just coming out for a little break. Can I just have a moment to myself please?' she muttered nicely.

James peered round the corner to analyse the situation better. David was edging closer, leering unpleasantly at her and Lily was moving back uncomfortably, a confused frown upon her face.

'No you can't,' replied David his voice strong but surprisingly pleasant. Lily and James both looked at him in shock. His voice had been evil, powerful, not what they would have expected.

'W-what?' stammered Lily, thrown by his cold monotone voice. She had backed up so far now that she was against a fence, grasping at the branches poking through it in agitation. James looked on in horror, unsure about what to do. From the look of her tight, small clothes he guessed that she wasn't hiding her wand somewhere, having obviously left it in school. She had no means to protect herself and David knew it.

'Your going to be spending the night with me,' he exclaimed pulling out his wand. With one fiery blast he shot ropes out the end of his wand, securing a now whimpering Lily to the fence. Before James could react to this, David was pushing his body up against the sobbing Lily and kissing her roughly. Grapping onto her top he ripped away the material, leaving her in a black bra and the skirt.

Realising what was going to happen if he didn't help, James leapt around the corner firing spells at David. But realising what was happening, David yelped and began to tear off down the alleyway, deflecting James's curses as he went. With a whip of his ropes he had disappeared into the darkness.

James turned back to Lily who was staring at him with wide watery eyes. With a wave of James's wand the ropes had vanished and Lily sagged under her own weight. Removing his robe and giving it to her, James helped her back to Hogsmead and the castle, unusually silent, filled with rage….

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Meanwhile Sirius had joined his new friend in a small in closed room, away from prying eyes. They had got straight down to business, no words being necessary. She was dancing in front of him, swaying her hips to the now distant music. He sat and watched her with grateful eyes as she began to unbutton her clinging top.

When she had done this she moved close to him leaning down to caress him, showing him her beautiful cleavage. Running her hands over him, smiling she began to whisper softly in his ear.

'Don't get many people like you in this club,' she commented smoothly, not noticing his slightly raised eyebrows. He didn't want to talk, he wanted to kiss her. Realising the lust in his eyes she continued her strip. She then paused slightly for a second.

'Just one question. What's your name?' she muttered.

'Sirius,' he answered smiling 'and you?'

'Percival,' she replied kissing his neck. For the first time, Sirius shook her off waving his hand at her dismissively.

'Isn't that a mans name?' he asked confused. She glanced at him funny.

'Of course it is silly. Man, you must be really trashed if you can't see that,' she laughed smiling, the light catching her features. Then Sirius looked carefully. Squinting his eyes he looked at her square face. Strong jaw line and chiselled cheeks; it was all there. He leapt back in horror realising what he had done, what he was about to do.

'You're a man,' he bellowed.

'Uh well duh. This is The Strip,' she/he replied frowning.

Sirius's eyes opened wide at this. He had heard of The Strip. It was the most famous gay club in Hogmead and was known for attracting a variety of er interesting clientele, such as transvestites! 'Oh god' he thought 'transvestites!' Percival was a transvestite. He had been so trashed to see it.

Percival was now coming towards him, startled by his outburst. Sirius was backing away in disbelief at his own stupidity. 'Well Remus has always been right,' he thought as he/she closed in on him. He mouthed hopelessly not sure on how to handle the situation when suddenly the door swung open. Sirius had thought that things couldn't get any worse. He was wrong.

Standing at the door was a certain girl with thick brown hair and a face red with anger.

Annabel……

To be continued……

Please review! Next chapter is 'Hell Hath No Fury Like The Marauders Scorned' where Annabel learns of her boyfriends uh antics.