Tourniquet
A/N: this is chapter 3, still inspired by Evanescence, but this time Tourniquet.
FlashbackJames looked to Remus, "come on, we have to think of some sort of name, we did make this map after all," he whispered these words, after taking fearful glances around the common room for admiring listeners.
"No, I made the map James, don't forget that," Remus reminded him sternly. James just smiled, his broad smile that seemed remove all the seriousness in Remus' heart.
Sirius seemed quiet for a while, it was strange to see him actually thinking, the only time he put that much thought into something was when he was deviating a fantastically wonderful prank that would cause Filch to have a near fatal heart attack.
"Well my dear Remus, as for a group name I have no idea, however I do no, thanks to my utterly brilliant mind, that you shall be known as Moony, thanks to your furry little problem," he said after a while. Remus smirked, agreeing with this name instantly, "And you my dear Sirius will be hereby known as Padfoot, for your slightly leathery feet."
"Hey! My leathery paws will rule the world one day Moony…the world MWAHAHAHA!" the newly named Padfoot laughed.
James and Peter looked on at the scene, feeling left out, it was then that Padfoot turned to them. "James, by the power invested in my by the almighty me, I name thee Prongs, may it serve you well." James laughed at this, and bowed his head sarcastically to Padfoot, the two were now lost in fits of laughter. It was Moony who named Peter, Wormtail, it seemed fitting at the time.
"Now, for our group name," Moony said, bringing his hysterical friends from their moment of insane laughter, Padfoot went suddenly into a thoughtful trance.
"I've got it!" Prongs exclaimed, "Prongs the magnificent and the insignificants,"
Padfoot laughed again, and hit Prongs in the arm almost causing him to fall off his seat. "Can't it have something to do with Pirates?" Padfoot asked, "After all, we sneak around the school like pirates, we're wanted men by Filch, and we terrorize the Slytherins,"
"Sounds more like bandits to me Padfoot," Moony corrected, "But ok, what about the Marauders?"
"It's perfect!" the other three exclaimed simultaneously.
Remus sighed, a smile creeping up his mouth, that was the moment the Marauders truly became the Marauders, not just a group of friends anymore but a legend to pranksters everywhere. If only it had lasted. If only it had been as perfect as they had thought it to be. But nothing is perfect.
Prongs walked into the common room, a triumphant smile on his would-be-handsome face. He strode up to the other Marauders with a stride of a proud man.
"What happened?" Padfoot asked, "did McGonagoll give you win the Quidditch again or something?"
"No, there wasn't any Quidditch today," Prongs laughed, he was in an oddly cheerful mood that day. Moony and Wormtail both stood listening intently to what was going on, almost finding themselves laughing with the tension between the two best friends.
"So, what is it?" Padfoot asked, guessing games were not his strongest point,
"Well, Lily said yes," Prongs replied a cocky smile plastered on his face.
All three of the listening friends all burst out laughing, as though it was all a joke. It had to be, there was no way Lily would give in especially not after four years of tormenting Prongs with rejection. But it was true, they could see it in their friends eyes that this was no joke.
Remus remembered that day well, it was virtually the end of the Marauders, the end of the four pranksters. Prongs changed after that day, became mature, or as mature as he could ever be. As Remus stared at the group photograph that had been taken in the fifth year he realized something he had never seen before, Lily was amongst them, forcibly pushing her way in. It was not Wormtail that destroyed the Marauders, but Lily the carrier of the child that would effectively be the destruction of them all. The bearer of Harry Potter.
