(A/N): Hello readers! You are about to embark on chapter two of "The Boys Called Marauders," but before we begin, I'd like to give shout outs to those who reviewed the first chapter.

So, thanks to yoshisangel, Mistress of Dreamz, and WhiteTiger3944! You are all wonderful!

Disclaimer: JKR owns the characters and settings unless otherwise noted.

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In the library…

Remus stood in between the huge, book laden shelves searching for a book he'd read the previous year. This was the second time today that he'd come to the library in search of that one particular book, and again, it was nowhere to be found.

"Drat," Remus said.

"Not too loud, Remus, or Madame Pince'll have a fit," said a voice that caused Remus to look up.

Lily Evans had come down the aisle. She was holding a book in her hand.

"Oh, hi Lily," Remus said.

He watched as she put the book back on the shelf. It was the exact book he had been looking for.

"Great!" Remus said, "you're done with it then?"

"Yes… bit of light reading, you know?" Lily said.

"Yeah, hey listen, thanks for what you did for Peter earlier," Remus said. "It's lucky you have some snap. I felt like a real thickhead when I couldn't think of Aguamenti myself. I mean, we were practicing it then, for crying out loud."

"Don't be too hard on yourself," Lily said. "Enjoy the book, Remus."

Then Lily turned and walked back down the aisle and away from Remus.

Remus picked the book up off the shelf. He took it over to Madame Pince's desk to check it out and once that was done, he headed off to the Transfiguration class room. He was fifteen minutes early, so he sat down against the wall, took out his new library book, and began reading.

Elsewhere, James and Sirius were exiting the Gryffindor common room through the portrait hole. They could be heard talking excitedly as they set off down the corridor.

"Sirius," James said, "this is going to be --"

"Great, I know," Sirius finished for him. "It's going to be --"

"Our best yet, yeah" James interjected. "Do you think we'll –"

"Get caught?" Sirius asked.

"No," James said, "that we'll--"

"Fail miserably?" Sirius asked.

"No," James said, getting irritated. "Do you think we'll –"

"Be immortalized forever as legendary pranksters, for always and eternity?" Sirius said, all in one breath.

"Right," James said, grinning. "So, do you?"

"Do I what?" Sirius asked.

"Think this will immortalize us forever as legendary pranksters, for always and eternity?" James reiterated, by now annoyed.

"Well, duh," said Sirius, as if James was an utter idiot. "I wouldn't have said that if I didn't believe it."

"Oh, well, good to know," James said.

There was a series of shouts coming from behind them.

"WAIT! Wait for me! Please, WAIT!"

James and Sirius turned around to see Peter running down the corridor after them. This new perspective also allowed them to see him trip and fall, his books skidding forward out of his book bag.

James scooped up the nearest book.

"You have got to stop doing that, Pete," James said. He offered a hand to Peter and helped him to his feet.

"Doing what?" Peter asked.

"Well, for starters," said Sirius, "coming out of nowhere and winding up flat on your face."

"Yeah, or on fire!" James added. "How'd that happen anyway?"

Peter stuffed his books haphazardly into his bag and swung it over his shoulder.

"Well, I'll have to tell you on the way to Transfiguration, or we'll be late," Peter said.

The three boys set off again down the corridor and made their way down from Gryffindor Tower to Professor McGonagall's classroom. Peter began his story. It was surprisingly long-winded for such a brief occurrence and was cut short by their arrival at the classroom, meeting up with Remus, and the start of class. So, the discussion was continued through passed notes.

Wormtail: So, I tried again. I thought I felt flushed because I was upset I was doing the spell properly. I kept trying, but instead of a water fountain, my wand became a flame thrower.

Moony: A flame thrower which he then pointed at himself? Why on earth would he do that?

Prongs: Maybe he was cold?

Padfoot: Or mistook himself for an unroasted marshmallow?

Wormtail: No to all of the above. I was startled and dropped my wand. My shoelace was untied and it caught fire first. Then the rest of me just kind of ignited.

Moony: Well, I think there's a lesson to be learned from this.

Prongs: To get the spells right the first time? Or to keep your shoes tied at all times?

Padfoot: Or to stay far away from Wormtail during Charms lessons?

Peter did not get the chance to read this low blow note, for Professor McGonagall had made her way over to their desks.

"Mr. Black! Get to work!" the Professor said sharply.

Sirius and the rest begrudgingly set to concentrating on their assignment. By the end of the lesson, they had all managed to transfigure their tin cans into toads. Peter had fortunately remained safely non-flammable the entire class.

In Potions the following period, they were able to continue their note passing.

Moony: Well, who'd like to choose this period's topic? The floor is now open.

Prongs: I'll begin. When's the next you-know-when when we need to tackle Moony's furry little problem?

Wormtail: Sounds like his cat's misbehaving.

Padfoot: I've always been partial to the badly behaved rabbit. But yes, the full moon… what are our plans, Moony?

Moony: I am going to choose to refrain from discussing such matters in present company of surrounding classmates.

Prongs: Well, Moony, I understand. My mum doesn't talk openly about that time of the month either.

Wormtail: Honestly, I didn't want to read that.

Padfoot: Even I didn't, and I can take a lot more than you. All right, I motion to ban discussion of anyone's mothers from all future notes.

Moony: Motion seconded.

Prongs: Agreed. Motion third-ed.

Wormtail: And fourth-ded.

Padfoot: Well, I'm glad we got that out of the way. Moving on.

Remus received the note and scanned the classroom for Professor Slughorn. They had carried on a note passing conversation for longer than the other two they'd had that day. This was usually the case in Potions. Slughorn could usually be found fawning over Lily Evan's spectacular work and outstanding brilliance in the field of potion making. Today was no different. Slughorn was in the process of incessantly praising Lily's Draught of Living Death.

Remus decided it was best that he focus on his own potion now, rather than gawk at Lily or continue the note writing. After all, he was, as you well know, somewhat of a nerd.

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(A/N): Okay, there is chapter two. Thanks for reading! If you read the story and would like to see it continued, or if you have any comments or suggestions, please let me know by way of review. Also, if you have a good idea for this year's new DADA teacher, put it in your review. I may very well use it in the next chapter! (I will definitely give credit to the namer!)