Ok, I don't know how original this is, and I'm really clueless, so, heck, here it is. It's the Marauders from Remus' POV. Should be unique. PS, WARNING. HINTS OF RL/SB SLASH. NOTHING IN THE OPEN.
Disclaimer; I don't know, I do what the cheerios tell me… (That means I don't own the flippin characters)
We said we'd always be there for each other. Forever. Till time ends… why? Through pure irony… I'm the only one left. One murdered, One convicted and killed, One betrayer, One left. That's me. The only Marauder standing. Who were we, the Marauders? We, we were the glory of Hogwarts. We brought it so much laughter. We were kings. We were the all time mischief makers. James Potter, Sirius Black, Remus Lupin and Peter Pettigrew. I spat on his name. Blast Peter. He betrayed James to Voldemort, that crazed maniac desperate to gain people for his side, everyone else, doesn't deserve to live… Sirius Black, Partner in crime of James, his brother… they loved each other more than Sirius loved his own family. And Sirius Black, my secret love. I didn't know for a while… then every time… never mind, I'll tell later. Sirius' family was a pure blood maniac. They hated the fact that he was in Gryffindor. Oh yeah, that's another thing. We were all in Gryffindor. And they disowned him. So he went to live with James, whose parents accepted him as their own son. And me? I'm the smart one, the one destined to live the longest. Swipes stuff off a table My bloody future. I envy them. Sirius and James. I hate them. Why did they leave me alone? sobs (A/N: sigh, I love a sensitive guy. So hot) I, I'm the werewolf, and that's where our story starts, from my life, my horrible sad life…