AN: Aha! Here it is! It's super short, I'm really sorry, but I thought this was just a nice little insight to the Marauders. I know Peter seems... too part of the group, but I meant it to be that way. he wasn't always a traitor! He may be a bit too outgoing, but this is how I picture him at this time. Sirius POV- oh joy! I love Sirius! The next few chapters will be varying in length, time between, and POVs. I'll be getting back to Hermione and Harry soon. Any predictions? Any ideas? I would love to hear them! Once again, I actually like the reviews that tell me what you like and don't. Yes, I like it. But just the usual "Omg, I love it!" is good as well! Oh, and ha, did you get my title pun?? and di any of your figure out Elizabeth Laker??

Dedication: SheWhoShallGoNameless and DramaticStarlet (who I'm sure didn't beta this one, but I'm mentioning for the sake of being a great Beta while she did it!)

Disclaimer: I don't own it!! Don't sue!

Sirius POV

"Moony, are you sure you're alright?" Peter asked as we ran through the hall, eager to get to the feast. McGonagall had held us behind to lecture us about the conduct of students in Hogwarts. She said that our prank was very inappropriate and she would take House Points- if the term had started.

"Yeah, I'm fine," he replied, gingerly fingering his forming bruise. It had spread across one whole side of his face and I was glad we had pranked Malfoy. It wasn't anything bad! It was just some paper and glue and words! It didn't even involve magic!

"Let's start this school year with a bang!" James suggested, sliding down the banister. He toppled off at the bottom, but popped up smiling, glasses askew.

"Let's just make sure all the little first years know who we are!" I suggested, hopping onto the banister as well. I tumbled into James, knocking him down again. Remus laughed quietly, wincing from his injury. Peter was hysterical laughing though, and decided that Remus should try as well. A true Marauder, he pushed the werewolf down the steps so we were a big pile of body parts.

"Peter! What was that for?" Remus choked out as tears streamed down his face.

"I dunno. It was fun though! Get up you lazy bums, let's get going!" He ran ahead of us and we wrestled each other to get up. We raced through the corridors, finally coming to the Great Hall.

"Ready?" I asked, breathless. I glanced over to the rest of the group and everyone had a glint in their eyes- even our prefect! "One- two- three. NOW!"

We slammed open the door with a bang. The entire student populace turned to look at us and we stepped forward, trying to match our footsteps, but thoroughly failing.

"We're BAAAACK!" James cried into the air, his arm flailing around. It was my turn now.

"To all you first years, "we" means us! Get ready for a year of pranks-"

"Jokes, Gryffindor kicking your butt in everything!" Peter continued.

"And plenty buckets of freezing cold water!" Remus remarked smartly, stepping through the group. "I swear, I need to get leashes for you all! Don't you see there's still a Sorting? C'mon!" He grabbed us by the collars and grinned, happy with his performance. He was the "good boy," our alibi, our excuse. He needed to keep up the look, especially at the beginning of the year.

We took our seats next to the little brown haired girl that was talking to Remus at the station. Her eyes lit up and her body stiffened as we took our seats. Well, I guess sitting next to us just did that to people. Her eyes turned back to the Sorting as she watched with huge interest.

"Ravenclaw!" The girl's mouth dropped open.

"And she made me promise not to leave her!" she grumbled, watching the girl walk quickly to her seat.

"Now, I have some announcements to make before we begin our feast," Dumbledore stood and began his speech. "Thank you for our… entertainment this evening, courtesy of Mr. Potter, Mr. Lupin, Mr. Pettigrew, and Mr. Black. I would like to remind all students, old and new, to beware of the Forbidden Forest! Yes, Mr. Black, that means no midnight strolls through the trees. Anything from Zonkos is banned- Mr. Black, that would be referring to you again, and I beg of you all to not go jinxing the school brooms- Mr. Bla- oh no, wait, this time is Mr. Potter… To conclude it all- fill your plates, fill your stomachs, and have a good time!" Food appeared on the plates before us and James, Peter, and I yelled in starvation. Moony just watched us, shaking his head in disappointment.

"Moony, what's wrong with food?" I asked solemnly as he eyed our presentation with distaste.

"Nothing. Food is absolutely fine. I'm disgusted that you would waste your time yelling about it instead of eating it! And I got the chicken legs!" Moony responded gleefully, taking the legs all for himself.

"No fair, Wormtail and I deserve the legs!" James argued. "We ate FIVE unknown Berty Botts! You promised!" Remus sighed and handed over two legs- one to each.

"And me?" I asked, holding out my plate hopefully.

"No, Padfoot, down, bad boy, bad boy! You didn't try the beans, you don't deserve chicken legs!" I sat down and pouted for a few seconds before claiming all the steak I could.

"Yes! And Moony, I got all your favorite pieces!" I rejoiced. He groaned and the little girl beside us squirmed with discomfort. Remus leaned over me to speak to her.

"Hera, right? Sorry if Sirius is being an annoying prat, that's just him. Where's your sister?"

"Ravenclaw," the girl said shyly. "She likes books too much. And it's okay, I'm fine, this place is just…big. And he reminds me of someone I used to know, it's no big deal, it's funny." I raised my eyebrows in surprise and Remus groaned.

"Great- his ego was just blown up by an eleven year old. Padfoot, if you need to have an ego inflate, at least try and get it from people around your age!" I rolled my eyes and the girl giggled. She seemed sweet, in a little sister sort of way. Plus, she looked very out of place, as if she wasn't quite comfortable in her own skin. I wondered vaguely what it could be, but pushed the thought aside with food. I would figure it out later- on a full stomach.

Ha, don't you love Sirius? He's the best... other than Remus of course. I sobbed for ages for Sirius and Remus (and Dobby, but that's besides the point) yet I barely cried two tears for Dumbledore. I felt horrible, but oh well! I cried more for Dumbledore in the 7th. Anyhow, I hope you liked it! I like reviews! Reviewers get to have a picture of Hera/Harry trying (and failing) to put on stockings!