Hello all!!! Well, I'm finally making my début... so if it sucks, it's not really my fault. Nothings ever my fault. Anyhow, everyone is probably out-of-character 'cause I have no idea how the Marauders acted like when they were in Hogwarts. The couple of pages from OotP didn't really help much.

Disclaimer: Let me tell you, if I owned them then the next book would be entitled something like "Remus Lupin and the Search of the Grim". Screw Harry! j/k...

"Talking"; 'thoughts'

"Quit it, you guys!" shrieked a curly haired brunette.

"Yeah Sirius—I think you've molested him enough" said James in a bored tone. Sirius and Remus' 'play-fighting' occurred so often that he couldn't care less anymore. After last years prank involving Sirius spilling the secret on how to find Moony to Snivillus, James was just glad that Remus forgave Sirius. As long as they were talking to each other, it didn't matter anymore.

"Hey! The only one he's going to molest is me!"

"Err... Liz, I didn't need to know what you two do in your spare time."

"Shut it Lily."

"Ooh... cat fight. Meow!!"

"Can it Peter!"

"Will you all just shut up and help me stop them."

"Heather... just let them fight it out. It will be over before you know it. Anyway, what brought this about this time?"

"How should I know? I just came down from our room to see if Remus was ready for our date—that he's been promising me for forever, might I add—to find him duking it out with Sirius in the Common Room. Now they're just rolling around on the floor and looking like a pair of bloody idiots. They probably don't even realize that we're standing here. Merlin, Liz... can't you keep your boyfriend away from mine for two minutes?!"

"What?! Now this is all my fault?"

"I'm not saying it's your fault; it's your idiot boyfriend's."

"Ok... alright... calm down you two-"

"Easy for you to say Evans, James finally matured into a grown up. I mean, he made Head Boy, did he not? While our boyfriends, on the other hand, prefer to remain children."

"If that's how you feel Heather, then why are you still with Remus? He's not going to do a 180 because you said so."

"I don't want him to change. When we're together, it's hard for me to picture a better boyfriend. I just-"

"Hey ladies... when did you get here?" interrupted Sirius, grabbing Elizabeth Waterston from behind.

Liz twirled around to face him. "Oh Sirius... look at yourself", she chide.

"What? It's nothing a little ice wouldn't fix", Sirius claimed while fingering his bruised cheek, wincing slightly. "And if you think I look bad... wait 'til you get a load of Remus." Apparently, he was not picking up on the tension emanating from the girls.

"Oh come off it Sirius! It was blatantly obvious that I won that round."

Turning around, Sirius looked at his friend that was still sitting on the wooden floor. "HA!!! You wish!" retorted Sirius with a playful smirk on his face.

"Remus..."

"Oh... Heather!" Standing up quickly and re-tucking in his shirt, Remus tried to make himself more presentable. "Didn't you say that you were going upstairs to get ready?"

"That was a half an hour ago." Heather stood in place, arms crossed, tapping her foot. She looked as though her head was going to explode but was suppressing it as long as she could.

"I'm sorry... I guess I got a little side-tracked." Remus knew he was in for it. "Look—we can still have our picnic. Just give me a few-"

Clasping her hands together, Heather interrupted. "Oh yes... how romantic it will be. Me in my best dress robes, sitting by the lake with the moon and stars shining and you... with your busted lip."

"My wha- oh... well that's nothing a Healing Charm won't cure. I'll just get my wand and... hey wait! Let's talk about this." Remus called after Heather, whom was heading towards the portrait hole, leaving him behind.

"Aah... forget her Rem" muttered Sirius as he came up beside Remus, slinging an arm around his shoulders. "You can do so much better. And if she doesn't like your fat lip, she's off her rocker. I think it looks brilliant." His voice was low enough so that no one else would hear and his breath was tickling Remus' ear. When Remus twisted his head to him, Sirius gave him a very heated look.

Figuring that Sirius was just trying to get a rise out of him, and trying very hard to conceal his blush, Remus rolled his eyes and scoffed. "Sod off Sirius! And would you mind removing yourself off of me."

"Well if that's how you're going to be..." said Sirius in an offended tone. Taking his arm off his friend, he strolled back to where everyone else was and made a B-line for his girlfriend. "Come on Liz... let's go back to my room."

"Oh Sirius... you're incorrigible" sighed the blond.

"And don't you forget it" said Sirius while leading her up the stairs. He then turned his head back, gave everyone the "bother us and die" look and continued his journey to his room.

Remus stood there with his mouth slightly open in shock. 'What the hell? The nerve of him...'

"Remus, aren't you going to go after her?" inquired Lily, whom was sitting on James' lap.

"After her? What are you talking about?" asked Remus, obviously confused.

"Heather you prat! You remember her, Heather Morgan, your soon to be ex-girlfriend if you don't do something about it right now." James couldn't believe his friend's sudden memory loss. He'd expect that from Sirius, but never from Remus. It was evident that Heather was incredibly pissed off, how Remus had forgotten, he did not know.

"What? Oh right..." said Remus as he dashed out of the Gryffindor Common Room.

After a few moments of silence, someone spoke up. "I think it's all that studying he does." Everyone turned to face Peter with puzzled looks. "What? Look at him... everyday he crams all the information he can get from books into his head. Some stuff, like common sense, is bound to come out the other end. I don't care how well organized and put together our Remus is."

"Hmm... you may have something there Pete" said James, adjusting his glasses.

"Do you think they'll be alright, Lily?" asked Peter's girlfriend. Amanda Coolidge, she had short brown hair, rosy cheeks, and freckles. She was in her seventh year, like all the others, but was a Huffelpuff.

"Well Heather did seem pretty angry... but I think Remus will sort everything out; he's very good at that."

xXx

'Merlin... what a day! First Heather gets all bent out of shape because I got into a little row with Sirius, when she knows it's all in good fun. Then Padfoot... he goes and... breathes on me... on my neck and ear. And he smelt different too—not bad. In fact, it was very becoming. And that look... I must have been seeing things. Not even Heather has ever looked at me like that. Then he goes and practically announces that he's going to fuck Liz, good and plenty. If that look was any indication, I'd say that I was his intended victim. Those eyes... so smoldering and... enticing? What am I thinking?! I don't want him! And he doesn't want me! He's shagging his girlfriend right now and probably in my bed too—just to spite me for snapping at him. That arse!'

Remus then found himself near the entrance of the castle and became rather baffled. 'What am I doing out here? I have a test in Potions tomorrow and I'm out wandering about the castle.'

Jeeze... if I was Heather, I'd be pissed too. Oh well... but who cares about her, right? I know it's not really "R" rated—I lied... but it will get there. The fic isn't really coming out as I hoped but I see were it goes.