Quick update huh? Even if I gave up all the time I was supposed to be studying for this. It was totally worth it. This Chapter mainly revolves around Remus and Sirius, but never fear! the other two marauders will join in the next chapter and chaos will reign! If I remember.

Also, if you read my other fanfiction The War, I do plan on updating that sometime soon. I'm thinking tomorrow. Maybe. Who knows what might happen ;) read and review please! Reviews make my day!

Sirius couldn't sleep. So the most logical thing to do ( for him ) was to sneak into the hospital to check if Remus was awake as none of the other marauders were.

He had checked.

Not.

But, it was pretty obvious with the way Peter snored and James muttered 'pranks' in his sleep over and over again with the occasional 'bugger off, you stupid bird pie'.

Sirius had tried not to laugh. He really had. ( Key word = tried )

So here he was, staring forlornly at the door which led to Remus while simultaneously wondering what the problem was with him. Maybe he did need help...

"Come on Black! You can do this!" He mentally berated himself. "All you have to do is open the door and peek in and check whether Remus is awake or not! That's all!"

Sirius sighed sorrowfully. He had to do this. Otherwise, his boyish pride would go down the drain.

Mustering up his courage, he got up, squared his shoulders, threw back his head and chest and pushed open the door.

...

To his immense surprise, nothing happened. No shoves, insults, pushes or Remus.

No Remus.

Remus wasn't there to welcome him in.

Sirius felt himself tear up. A single tear slipped down his cheek as he just stood there trembling.

No Remus.

Just before he started bawling his heart out, right there on the Infirmary floor, Sirius heard a faint voice.

"Sirius? Black?" Remus was craning his neck around, trying to look at the still form sitting on the floor, "Is that you?"

Sirius jumped with joy and whooped. He actually did.

Then he ran screaming to Remus and threw his hands around him and said "Your the best friend I ever had!"

"And why is that?" Remus asked uncomfortable, squirming out of Sirius' hug.

"Because your awake when I want you to," Sirius said with shining puppy dog eyes.

"Really Sirius, don't be stupid!" Remus scolded. "You can't possibly choose friends based in when they are awake!"

"But!" Sirius protested. "No one else is awake! So that makes you the bestest friend ever!"

"Merlin help this boy." Remus said, rolling his eyes to heaven. "Also, there is no word like bestest."

"Now there is."

"No there isn't."

"Is too."

"Is not."

"Is too."

"Is not."

"Is to—!"

"Shut up!" Remus said, muffling Sirius' mouth.

He had heard footsteps and was afraid. If that was Madame Pomfrey, she would throw Sirius out and keep Remus in for another (at the least) two days. Her temper and patience was not to be tested.

Both of them listened carefully off any other noise, but heard none. Remus removed his hand from Sirius' mouth when he licked his palm.

They eventually gave up being so cautious and began to have fun...

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"So are you sure Madame Pomfrey has a white flamed, three nostrils, purple headed, good bodied dragon?" Remus asked sceptically.

"Yes!" Sirius insisted. "How else can you explain the colour in her office? It's so diverse and bright!"

"And the only way to possibly explain that is by saying that it is a dragon? Really Sirius? And that too, a dragon which doesn't even exist!"

Sirius pouted looking put out. "If you put it that way..."

"I do!"

"Alright, alright! No need to get so stuck up bout it!"

...

A couple of minutes later.

"Are you sure it doesn't exist Remus? Because I remember seeing something snort something white when I went past her office."

"I'm sure Black!" Remus said irritably. "It was probably a new potion or something she was trying to make. She mentioned something along those lines yesterday."

"Fine..." Sirius said frowning.

There was peace for a couple more minutes before Sirius broke the silence again.

"How's your mother Remus? Is she alright?"

"What?" Remus asked startled.

Sirius drew his eyebrows together in a dark line. "You know, the mother you left school for the night, to see if she was alright? Ring a bell?"

"Yes geez. I just forgot for a couple of seconds alright. Merlin!"

"Alrighty then Remus. I better be getting along. I, unlike you, do have class tomorrow. Most unfortunate."

"Goodnight Sirius. Try not to wake anyone up when you leave."

"I bid you farewell and goodnight kind sir. You have been most hospitable tonight, by letting me pour all my troubles and sorrows down on you, while you listened and gave me advice patiently."

"'Night Sirius."

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Filch found Sirius lying fast asleep outside his office the next morning. He promptly lost his cool and began yelling about 'indisciplined students', 'doing things as they see fit with no regard for the rules whatsoever' and how he was going to 'annihilate them and pour their measly remains into the toilet' and make sure that they 'were properly disposed off so that they created no more mischief and nuisances like this would not occur'.

By the time he had finished his rant (at least ten minutes later) an enormous crowd had gathered to see what or who had set Filch off his rocker so early in the morning.

It would seem that our young Sirius Black never actually made it to his snug dormitory in the Gryffindor Common Room on the North Tower.

After earning a month's worth of detentions, to be served with Flitwick every Tuesday, Sirius bleary-eyed made it to his room and began brushing his teeth. Half an hour later, he was shovelling anything which could remotely be called food,into his mouth.

His first class - Potions - started in less than five minutes and Sluggy would throw a fit if a member of the Black family arrived late and disgraced the family name. Not that Sirius cared.

However, he couldn't afford to get any more detentions as it were. A months worth were enough for the barely the second month of the year.

Merlin and his underpants! It was only the second month of his first year!

It seemed like he had been at Hogwarts for decades! He had fit in so quickly - what with all his friends no giving two whits about which family he belonged into, and the ah-mah-zing prank they had pulled. His popularity levels had also gone up, considering all the drama.

As long as he didn't have to think about his parents he would be happy.

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Remus was looking at the long letter his mother had sent him.

Dear Remus,

In your last letter you told me that you were doing really well and that your friends seemed wonderful, and for that I'm glad! How did the prank go with the rest of the school?

You'll probably receive this letter only after the full moon, and I want you to know how proud your father and I are of you. Your so brave Remus... I never could deal with all of this the way you have. Keep you furry little problem under control!

I'm going to make you some chocolate fudge... I can just see the look of immense glee on your face right now! I'll send it over when it's done. Please make sure you share it with your friends! Don't finish the whole thing all by yourself.

How are your studies going? Any favourite subjects yet? Or are all of them really that bad? You never answered this question in any of your previous letters. If I didn't know better, I would think you were ignoring them on purpose. Silly, silly little boy. Don't you know that that will not work? I am your mother after all.

Don't get too many detentions! And keep out of anything illegal! Though I just now you will, you are my son after all.

I hope you and your friends have fun this year! Remember : First year comes only once! Don't waste any opportunities and don't do something you'll regret!

Would you like me to make some extra chocolate fudge for your friends in case you don't want to share? I know you and your ravenous appetite..

Have fun! Keep out of trouble!

Lots of loves and chocolates,

Mum

P.S. Hiya Remus! This is dad. Just wanted to let you know that you can have all the fun that you want. Don't listen to your mum. She's a right old dish mop! Won't know fun if it hit her in the face. Don't make your friends regret ever becoming your friends too much! ;)

Remus smiled at the ending of his letter. It was typical of his dad. He had better write a letter back right now before he forgot, letting his parents know that he was alright and this moon was particularly good.

Dead Mum ( and by extension dad ),

You know I think there is a reason why most kids just write one letter instead of two - one to each parent. It's simply because your the same person! Imagine the horrors!

The prank went really well mum. And don't worry, I'm not going to do something illegal - that will be Sirius and James. Just kidding. Maybe. Please..oh please send me chocolate fudge! I crave it! I need it! I can't live without it!

My favourite subject would probably be Defense Against the Dark Arts. At least at the moment. It regularly changes depending on how much homework a particular professor assigns.

I'm having loads of fun and I probably won't write to you again this week. Sorry about that! It's just that, we were thinking of rigging another prank and if so, we have a lot of planning to do. Send me a letter with suggestions and ideas if you have any! We could use them!

I'll try writing again soon.

Lots and lots of love and hugs and all other things,

Remus

He tied the letter to the leg of his owl - Atticus and left him fly out of the Hospital Wing's window. He squawked angrily for a minute, flapping his wings before taking off into the sky, becoming another on of the invisible specks.

Remus looked over at the pile of homework at his side, left there by Lily Evans. His previous thoughts of life being good vanished, being replaced by grumbling murderous thoughts towards his professors.

He sighed and reached for his Transfiguration textbook. He did have a three foot essay on the advantages and disadvantages of the levitation charm - Wingardium Leviosa - to write.