A/N: Hey! Oh man, I just went to a U2 concert last night, and they are incredible! They were soo good, it was awesome. Kings of Leon was their opening act, and I have to go get their CD, cause they were awesome too! Oh! And probably by the time you read this, it'll be my 17 birthday!

Haunted Essence: Thanks! I'm glad you enjoyed the chapter. I always sorta thought that Sirius could be serious before they died, just that when they did, he lost some of that joy that he had before. I've been extremely fortunate to never experience the death of someone close to me, but I have seen some of my friends, and they do tend to starting leaning more toward their serious sides.

Extraneous Pieces: Wow! Thanks. I'm really glad you liked it, and it makes me really excited that my story was recommended to someone! Anyway, I hope you enjoy the next chapter!

Secrets Exposed

"Welcome, ladies and gents to the Ravenclaw vs. Hufflepuff quidditch match!"

The Marauders and the girls sat in the Gryffindor stands, watching their competition. Smiling and cheering, they listened to Remus' enthusiastic voice.

"A big cheer to Professor Flitwick, who charmed the field clear of snow. There you go! Very nice. Very loud. Okay, okay, enough already! And now for the teams-"

A huge explosion interrupted his announcements. James went rigid as black-cloaked figures in white masks ran through the stadium. Teachers began to fan out and protect the students, but fires raged everywhere. The Marauders took a defensive stance in front of the girls. Suddenly, the flames began to recede. A cloaked man began to yell,

"To the rear! To the-"

When he suddenly halted, crowds parted to reveal the man in a solid black of ice. The wind began to howl, blowing hair and robes about, obstructing vision. The earth itself trembled as wives grew to ensnare the opponents' feet.

"What is this?" yelled a man, struggling with the vines that wrapped around his legs ever tightly.

A huge fire began to burn directly in front of him, the decreased into the shape of four women. The boys squinted for a better look.

One had rich brown hair, with flowers woven in it. She wore a dark green band of cloth across her chest, with a skirt wrapped around her waist. The skirt had two large slits on each leg, allowing for free movement. Her feet were bare, and about her neck was a cold, glittering gem.

On the opposing end was a blonde, dressed entirely in ice blue. Her pants were tight, yet flexible, her shirt a light cotton. Around her neck was a silver snowflake.

Raven hair swirled as if blown by a breeze. Her white dress flowed smoothly away from her slim figure. Around neck was a teardrop pendant.

The lady next to her caught the most attention. In the place of hair, flames licked and blew downward from her scalp to her lower back. A black leather top and matching pants completed her burning ensemble. Around her neck was a phoenix charm.

"I believe the question is, who?"

The four forces sprang into action.

Remus watched as the raven-tressed girl blew three enemies out of her way with gale-force winds, slamming them into the stands.

Sirius observed six foes being tied up by indestructible daisy chains.

"This is hardly dignified!" shouted one, as a daisy curled to tickle his ear.

"Oh, I'm sorry!" she said, her voice dripping with sarcastic venom, "Do the daisies hurt your machismo? Deal with it!"

Radiating calm, the blue figure froze solid her enemies, one by one.

The fire-haired one was the most physical, tossing her hair to set men on fire. Fire lashed from her palms, and spontaneously lit robes aflame.

One man cornered her, and lifted the mouth of his mask to force a kiss. James was appalled to see her grab hold of the mans neck, keeping her mouth firmly attached. The man slowly began to twitch, and yell as if in agony. Slowly he began to sweat, and his clothes burned away as his body blackened. The raging inferno dropped the blackened corpse and backed away, lightly blowing smoke out her mouth. She had burned him from the inside out.

Two men went to attack the girl who so viciously killed their comrade.

"He tried to take advantage of me. I had to protect myself, and took advantage of his stupidity."

They began to drag her away, and James followed her line of vision to the girl of ice, who was cornered by three men.

She let out a scream of fury, and her entire body lit up, a beacon in the gray Scottish sky. The four beings entered the attacks with new passion, until all the attackers had been killed or captured.

The Marauders snuck down to the pitch, where the strange women were congregating in the center, talking softly to Professor Dumbledore.

"Sir, what's going-"

James stopped short when the gorgeous fireball turned to regard him with sparkling emerald eyes.