((A/N – I just want to thank everyone who has checked my fic out. Ya'll don't know how much this means to me. I am immensely enjoying writing this and I do hope that ya'll enjoy reading it. With that in mind, I want to dedicate this next chapter to my Mum! Thanks a bunch!))

The Marauders Magical Journal

By – Messer's Wormtail, Moony, Padfoot and Prongs

Hehehe, did you see McGonagall's face! That was brilliant!

I can't believe you pranked her! Our head of house!

Oh, don't get your knickerbockers all in a twist! She did laugh after she yelled at us…

Oh she yelled all right, and it was your bloody fault!

Was not!

Was too!

Was not!

Was too!

Er—shall we get on with it all ready!

That morning, saw Remus bowing to the porcelain God of all bathrooms. At least, that was what James had said as he and his fellows listened to Remus wrenching up breakfast. They stood outside the stall, and were getting kind of sick themselves.

"Er—Remus? Are you all right in there?" James asked tentatively. James was not a careful person, but he did care and he cared if Remus was sick.

"I'll--" more wrenching sounds came to the three out side the stall.

"—be fine--"was the answer. James felt like he could puke at any moment.

Peter actually ran into another stall and started to puke just as Remus went into another puking spell. Really, this was getting gross.

"Er—maybe we should get them up to Madam Pomfrey," James said.

"I agree, she'll give them something to settle their stomachs by," Sirius said. The boys hastily transfigured their clean hankies into wash clothes and drowned them in cold water.

Once Peter and Remus had stopped 'praying' to the God of the bathroom, James and Sirius whipped their faces clean and gently prodded them out into the hall way. They were late for a class but getting their friends up to the hospital wing was all they thought about.

"Madam Pomfrey?' James called once the four boys had gotten to the wing.

"Yes dears what—Remus! Are you sick?" Pomfrey looked shocked. She had never seen Remus so sick not even before any of his transformations.

"I don't feel well, at all," Remus said. Pomfrey quickly took the boys temperature.

"Oh dear, oh dear, in to bed with you!" she said. She then took James, Sirius and Peters temperatures as well.

"Hmm…take this," she said as she pulled a bottle out of a cabinet and three huge spoons. She made the three take the formula in the bottle before she corked it. The concoction was fowl and James swore that he almost died from it!

"Now, don't come back any time soon, Remus has a magical flue and it is potentially dangerous to any one who hasn't had it," Pomfrey said before rushing off to take care of Remus.

James, Sirius and Peter then rushed off too class.

"Where have you been?" McGonagall glared at the three boys who and pelted into her class room.

"Sorry Professor, Remus was sick this morning and we took him to see Madam Pomfrey," James explained.

"He's really, really sick!" Sirius said. McGonagall nodded her head and instructed the boys on the first fifteen minutes of class, and then they all got down to work.

For this lesson, they were to change an ordinary quill into a frog.

Peter accidentally turned his into a tea pot with green legs; it had hopped out of the open window to his left and fell to the ground with a crash. McGonagall told him to try again, but this time, to use his own quill, thank you very much!

Sirius on the other hand, transfigured a warty toad.

"How'd you do that?" James asked. He eyed his own green frog in his hands.

"I have no clue! Hey, do you think we could keep these?" Sirius asked.

"What for?" Peter asked.

"We could float them above the girls and then let it drop on their heads," Sirius said.

"Maybe we could get Remus at the same time too," James snickered.

"Quiet back there!" McGonagall barked, James and Sirius sent her a grin and Peter practically melted in his seat.

However, James and Sirius went back to a whispered conversation about their next prank.

"Man! Why can't we visit Remus? We could wear a mask or something!" Sirius whined as he flopped down on his bed.

"I sent him a letter," Peter said.

"Oh so that was where you got off too after Transfiguration," James grinned.

"I think he may like it," Peter shrugged.

"That's it! We have to do something grand for Remus!" James said.

"What?" Sirius asked.

"I don't know, but we'll figure something out!" James said as he also flopped down on his bed.

There was silence for a while before James sat up.

"I got it!" James cried. Peter and Sirius looked at him.

"Why don't we have a welcome back party for Remus?" James asked.

"All right! With lot's of food! All of Remus' favorites!" Sirius said.

"And decorations!" Peter grinned and hopped on his bed in excitement.

"And we should give him a present!" Sirius said.

"What sort of present?" James asked.

The boys seemed to deflate at this. They really didn't know what Remus liked.

"He's cold all the time, what about a blanket or something?" Peter suggested.

"Hey, that's great!" Sirius said. He went over to his trunk and began to throw things out of it. A book hit James in the side of the head.

"Sirius you bloody prat! Watch where your throwing things!" James yelled, rubbing the side of his head.

"Shut up!" Sirius said, and then with a flare he pulled out a blanket. A silver and dark green blanket.

"AH! THE EVIL COLORS! BURN IT!" James yelled while throwing a pillow over his face.

"Look, this is perfect and I have a perfect idea!" Sirius said.

"What?" Peter asked.

"We'll transfigure it in Gryffindor colors and we'll put a huge lion in the middle and then we can put Remus' name on it in big letters!" Sirius said.

"Brilliant!" James hopped up and immediately took up his transfiguration book.

The boys spent the rest of the night figuring out how to implement their plan for Remus.

The first full moon had come, and Remus was so not happy about it. Not only was he sick, but he also had to go to the Shrieking Shack for his transformation. Remus really hated how Fate had played him a rotten hand in life. And Remus was sick of gambling with everything.

Sometimes, he just wished that he could be done and over with it, but he didn't really want to go and throw himself off of a cliff. It just didn't seem to be the right thing to do. Besides, his friends would be very put off with him even if they found out he had been thinking of it. Not to mention that Remus had been entertaining the idea since he had understood what had happened to him.

"Remus, dear? Are you all right?" Pomfrey asked.

"Yes, just not looking forward to tonight," Remus said.

"It's almost twilight, we must go," The Medi-Witch said and Remus groaned as he sat up. Everything hurt and he was very cold and he was sick and he not very happy at this moment.

Pomfrey handed Remus some chocolate before she handed him his dressing gown and they made their way out of the medical wing and into the twilight in order to prepare for the hellish night that was about to claim the young French boy.

The month of October was lit by the dawning of the sun; the birds had all ready started to fly north, with loud squawks to each of their kind in order for them to get moving before the first snows set in over the Hogwarts grounds.

Remus opened his eyes to the sterile white room that was the hospital wing. The blankets around him were warm and Remus couldn't remember the last time he felt so comfortable. That was when Madam Pomfrey came in, holding several vials in her hands.

"How are you feeling, dear?" she asked.

"Better," Remus replied, he suddenly realized that he felt very hungry.

"Here, take these and get some rest," Madam Pomfrey watched as the young Gryffindor drank down the potions in one gulp, almost as if he had been doing it his entire life.

She pulled the blankets up around the boy as he fell asleep. She then magicked the curtains to separate his bed from the rest of the hospital wing and left the boy in peace.

James Potter, Sirius Black and Peter Pettigrew raced to the Hospital wing. They had tried for days after classes to be able to see their friend, and James was praying to any god that would listen to let it be his lucky day.

"Madam Pomfrey?" Peter called out once they got to the hospital wing. This time, the doors stood wide open and the boys ventured in.

"Ah, Messrs. Potter, Black and Pettigrew, I was wondering when I'd see you three once again," Madam Pomfrey came out of her office.

"How's Remus? Can we see him?" Black asked.

"I don't see why not, he is quite better and the magical flu has left," she replied. She waved them to the bed that was curtained off. The three boys disappeared behind it.

"Remus! Mate, good to see you," James smiled.

"I took notes in all of our classes, you won't have any trouble catching up and I can help!' Peter said in a rush. Remus smiled at him.

"Here, we brought you this!" Sirius grinned and dumped loads of chocolate frogs onto Remus' bed.

"Thanks you guy's," Remus smiled and tried to sit up. Black and Potter helped him, and then Sirius handed his friend a glass of water. Remus drank it down and felt mightily better.

"So, any plans for the weekend?" James asked.

"What?" Remus looked perplexed.

"Mate, it's Friday," Sirius laughed.

"You've been here for almost a whole bloody week!" Peter supplied.

"Bloody hell!" Remus muttered. The three looked at him as if he was off his rocker, Remus J. Lupin didn't curse often and when he did the others took that to mean that Remus was a bit put-off.

"Don't worry mate, we'll get caught up on homework, and then maybe we could practice some of those curses and hexes," James said.

"You've been reading my book? When?" Remus asked.

"Er—actually, we snuck into the forbidden section of the library and took notes," Sirius said.

"You're going to be in trouble if anyone catches you using one of those," Remus said.

"Don't worry, it's harmless, all it does is turn someone's skin any color you want!" Peter said.

"Oh know! You've dragged Peter into your pranking?"

"Well, it was his idea to turn Snivelly's skin blue and his hair light yellow," James said innocently.

"What am I ever going to do with you?" Remus shook his head.

"How about nothing and join in on the fun?" Sirius joked.

The next couple of hours was spent joking and planning pranks to get the Slytherins with. Remus found that even though he disapproved of most of the pranks, that he was having fun and he also wanted to try out a few of the said pranks and see how many detentions he could come up with before Potter or Black.

Ah, good times!

Yeah, that was bloody funny! Seeing Snivellus going around like a giant neon colored sign!

What is neon colored sign?

It means you're a moron! Don't you pay attention in that bloody Muggles class you take?

Of course he doesn't, he's too busy staring at Lily Evens!

What! You're looking at my girl?

EEEP! RUN AWAY!

((Peter jumps off the bed and runs down to the common room with James following after him.))

Gee Moony, did you have to mention that?

To be continued…