Author's Note: Thanx for all the reviews. Sorry it took me so long to update. I've had a ton of work lately. I just started Easter break. I'm going to be in Las Vegas for the next week so don't expect an update for at least a week and a half.

Disclaimer: Not mine.

"Come on Severus," whispered Remus.

"Ouch."

"What?"

"I stepped on something."

Remus looked around. It was incredibly cramped for two grown men to be crouching beneath an invisibility cloak. He had borrowed it from Moody on the pretense of going on a mission for Dumbledore. If Moody ever found out his real motives then he'd be getting a lecture on constant vigilance.

"It was just Mrs. Norris. Come on."

"Damn cat."

"Shush. I don't fancy getting caught."

"Really what's the worst that could happen? We're adults after all it's not like we can get detention."

"No but I don't fancy trying to explain what I'm doing out in the middle of the night beneath an invisibility cloak with you."

"That just sounds so wrong."

"You've still got the mind of a teenage pervert."

"And your point is?"

"One would think that you would have grown out of it."

"Yes but that would of course mean that you'd have to be capable of thinking."

"If I wasn't capable of thought then I wouldn't be capable of speech."

"Yes and we all know that that would be a tragedy."

"Of course. I mean what would the world do without Mooney's incredible words of wisdom?"
"I'm sure the world would survive. And what's with referring to yourself in third person."

"What are you jealous that you can't?"
"Of course I can."

"Then prove it."

"Severus thinks that you're a moron."

"Well inform Severus that only morons refer to themselves in third person."

"But you did it first."

"No I referred to my alter ego. You referred to yourself."

"You're so strange."

"I know. Now shut up or we'll get caught."

They walked on in silence. They arrived in front of the stone gargoyles with just a few mishaps along the way. Severus shifted impatiently beneath the cloak.

"Just hurry up and give the password already."

"Are you absolutely sure Albus isn't here."

"Yes, I'm positive. Now give the password already."

"Licorice Wand."

Nothing happened. The stone gargoyles remained firmly in their place. Severus grunted.

"I can't believe he changed the password. Paranoid old coot."

"I suppose our reputations do precede us."

"He knew we'd seek revenge."

"Then we have to be all the more cunning and stealthy."

"Alright it's time to delve into our bottomless pits of knowledge about Honeyduke's stores."

"Fizzing Whizbee."

"Licorice Snaps."

"Droobles Best Blowing Bubble Gum."

"Blood Pops."

"Cobweb Cotton Candy."

The gargoyles moved aside. Severus shared a triumphant look with Remus.

"Brilliant. That one's retired. I used to love that stuff."

"Me too."

"Ah those were the good old days."

"Come on I'm not sure how much time we have. We have to hurry."

"Alright."

They crept silently into Albus' office. They checked all the attached rooms and thankfully they were all empty.

"Alright lets set to work," said Severus.

Remus set to charming the curtains in Albus' bedroom. They wouldn't close. They were stuck permanently open. So the next time Albus wanted a lie in he wouldn't be able to have one due to the sunlight. Not like he actually had much time for lie ins seeing as he was the Headmaster.

Severus recharmed the door. There was a spell on it that allowed the Headmaster to see who was waiting at his door. It was almost like a muggle peep hole. Severus charmed it to display someone else's identity.

Remus put a sticking curse in the fireplace so that anyone flooing in wouldn't be able to enter. A lot of poor Order members and important Ministry people would find themselves stuck in the coming weeks.

Severus cursed Albus' ink to write insulting words when the reader was reading the parchment. But whenever the reader would look back the offending words would have disappeared.

"It's a good thing that we're not our own students."

"I know we'd drive ourselves nuts."

"Come on Remus we have to do something to his chair."

"How about we charm it so whenever he sits down the chair will write words in the air above his head."

"Yeah but we have to make it so that the only way you can read what it says is to sit in the visitors chairs."
"What shall we make it say?"

"Here sits his majesty."

"The king of Hogwarts."

"The world's number one meddling coot."

"Ooh what else?" Remus got a wicked gleam in his eye.

"The bumbling old bumblebee."

"The twinkling star."

"Beware: Twinkling is a reason to worry."

"Oh Remus that's really good."

"Mr. I-Must-Meddle-In-Everyone-Else's-Affairs."

"The meddling old fool."

"Mr. Know-It-All."

Remus and Severus had a tremendous amount of fun picking each other's minds clean for insults. The left a few more surprises in his office before they snuck out.

"Come Severus, the night is young. I think I still have a few more tricks up my sleeve."

"Ok for one, it's 3:30 am. Which is the morning for those of you who don't know. Two, Albus could be back at any time."

"But trouble's way more fun to cause when you know you might get caught. Heck that's half the fun."

"You know, I really had no idea how devious you truly were. You had better have some really incredible ideas."

"You won't regret this Severus. I promise."

"I had better not."

They crept down to the Great Hall. Remus practically dragged Severus the entire way.

"You have to be quiet. This place echoes when it's empty."

"I don't even want to know how you know that."

"A many a marvelous pranks took place here."

"Yes I know. As a Slytherin I seemed to get more than my fair share."
"We always did leave something special for you."

"You really didn't have too."

"I know, but the look on your face was always worth it."

"Thank God Dumbledore was around. Otherwise I would have killed you on the spot."

"Somehow I have no doubt."

"So what's the plan Wolfie?"

"Are you growing so fond of me that you feel the need to give me a nickname?"

"You are pushing your luck Lupin."

"Of course I am. I always have. It's just a matter of knowing how far you can push someone."

"Alright so what are you thinking?"

"I say since all the staff sit at this one table and none of them even showed this slightest amount of pity over our situation…"

"You're thinking we should leave each of them a present?"

"Yes, of course. But we have to leave ourselves something too."

"Yeah we don't want to look to suspicious," said Severus heavy on the sarcasm.

"Severus, you forget our reputations. You are a snarky bastard who has no sense of humor. Therefore there is no way that you could be involved."

"And you're the quiet, respectable old Marauder who was always the innocent one. The perfect gentleman, who usually keeps to himself."

"Precisely."

"You do make a reasonably competent partner in crime."

"Why thank you."

"I wasn't complimenting you. I was just suggesting that I now completely understand your role in all of that trouble making."

"Sure you do," said Remus sarcastically with a mischievous gleam in his eye."

"Just as long as your not scheming against me I have no reason to seek revenge."

"I'll keep that in mind."

"So how is it that Dumbledore never managed to find out what you called yourselves?"

"That was information that the Marauders felt should only be privy to the students. You see there was Remus, Peter, James and Sirius. And then there was the Marauders. Our, well not our partners in crime, but well another group of people who had the same view on life as us."

"I always knew that you guys were the Marauders."

"But nobody else did. Well James told Lily eventually, but that was it."

"I always thought it was obvious."

"Well it would have been for anyone who didn't listen to James and Sirius and the rumors."

"James and Sirius always said how much they wanted to meet their mischief-making brethren. And of course the gossip only helped feed the rumors."

"I see. You guys certainly knew how to manipulate most of the student body."

"James always prided himself on being able to get what he wanted. Of course that made it all the harder to get Lily. She was the only one beside the three of us who was immune to his sweet talking. And you of course."

"He was such an arrogant prick."

"Yes, at one time he was. But all little boys eventually grow up. James was no exception to that rule. Lily did him a world of good."

"Didn't make any difference in how he treated me."

"He was at least only moderately rude when Lily was around."

"He never trusted me."

"You never gave him reason to. And then you became a Deatheater. And well James never could forgive you for that. I mean you hurt Lily."

"And how precisely did I do that," he said threateningly.

"She felt like all her attempts at talking to you and including you had failed. She blamed herself. And she cried for weeks. Nothing James could do would make her stop crying. Finally she just, got over it I guess. She kind of threw herself into her work for a few weeks."

"I never knew that I made her cry. Well none of us were going to tell you afterwards. She was always so strong. And you seemed to feel bad enough that we didn't want to do anything to drive you farther away."

"Not like I wasn't already distant enough."

"You were always hard to reach. But never so much as you were after you first came back over."

"I felt secluded. Like I was tainted and you were all so pure. I hated you for it."

"I know."

"Really and how'd you figure that one out?"

"Sirius said so. He went through a phase where he felt like he was too dark to be friends with us. Course James told him he was just the black sheep in a family of Blacker Bastards. That seemed to cheer him up."

"Of course it would. That's Black for you."

"Yeah, yeah it was," said Remus is a faraway voice.

"Is."

"Huh?"

"I said is. That's how Black is. The Marauders, all that they once were is still alive in you. The Marauders were unbeatable. They were immortal. And will be forever. Look at the Legacy the Marauders left. The Weasley twins followed in their footsteps, then Potter and his friends, and I'm sure that their children and your children will do the same."

"Me, with children. Well Tonks wants them doesn't she? Well yes, but….."

"But nothing. You'll have a bunch of children and they'll all drive me insane."

"No I can't have kids. She can't have kids with me, I'm a….."

"A what, werewolf? She certainly doesn't seem to care."

"But…."

"You have a life, live it."

"So do you."

"Yes, but I spend it differently."

"Well why don't you find yourself a girlfriend."

"Maybe after the war. Right now a girlfriend would just get murdered by Voldemort."

"Are you serious, you'll get a girlfriend after the war?"

"If I live to see the end of it."

"Don't talk like that. You will."

"Then yes, I promise."

"I'll hold you to it."

"I've come to expect that of you."

"Are you done yet?"

"Almost, how about you?'

"Nearly done, yes."

They were silent for a few minutes. Each were lost within their own thoughts. Remus was the first to break the silence.

"Thanks."

"For what?"

"For reminding me that the Marauders could never die. They'd thank you for that."

"They'd probably kill me too."

"No they'd be happy."

"No I meant that I'd die of shock."

"Oh yeah. Very true."

"Of course. I'm not a liar. Unless I'm talking to the Dark Lord."

"That's true. You are usually honest. I guess I should distrust you."

"Yep, you have to watch the honest ones."

"All done."

"Me too. So what surprise did you leave for me?"

"I can't tell you. I mean where's the fun in that?"

"Fine then I won't tell you what I left for you."

"I'd be rather disappointed if you did."

"And we all know it's a crime to disappoint Remus Lupin."

"Yes indeed it is."

They both shared amused smiles. Yes, Severus Snape is indeed capable of smiling. Remus left Severus at his rooms. He dropped the invisibility cloak off at Headquarters for Moody and he snuck back to his Quarters.

Remus Lupin fell asleep with a smile on his face. Tomorrow would be fun. Very fun indeed. The Marauders memory lived on. In him, and all those who caused trouble just for a few good, harmless laughs.

And somewhere far away the dog star was smiling. For he knew, that somehow his legacy wasn't dead. And a stag was off in some far forest, feeling less lonely, and more whole than he had in a long time.

Author's Note: I like this chappie. It was a lot of fun to write. I love sarcastic banter. Well let me know what you think. Think of it as your early Easter present to me. I'll write some future chapter's while I'm traveling to and from Vegas. And trust me those are long plane rides. If you have time check out my two one shots. Review please.