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With much anticipation, we pulled off the Invisibility Cloak and rushed over to the bubbling cauldron. Sirius stirred it anti-clockwise a dozen times and James carefully added the crushed frog of Hippogriff hoof to the bright yellow concoction. It hissed loudly and the ingredient dissolved, leaving us with a bright gold substance. It had the appearance of a solid, but when Remus placed a ladle in it, it parted like a liquid. A thick cloud of sky-blue smoke smelling of roses wafted out of the cauldron and into the air.

Peter and I held open the map and Moony very gently drizzled the potion over the well cared for parchment. It glowed on impact. It was like looking directly at the Sun.

James took out his wand and twirled and slashed it through the air in a seriously complicated motion whilst muttering beneath his breath. James had always been best at charms, despite it being one of Peter's stronger subjects. The parchment's glow intensified and then vanished, leaving us with the-hopefully-completed map.

"Open," I said.

Moony wishes to commend fellow Marauders on a successful mission and regrets reminding Miss. Griffon that she must use the password.

Miss. Griffon is slightly annoyed that Amy should be the first to be insulted even if it is on purpose.

Messr. Wormtail agrees with Moony.

Messr. Black would like to take the opportunity to congratulate the Marauders on their brilliance and also point out how sleek and silky Sirius' hair looks today.

Messr. Potter would like to tell Messr. Black to shut up about his hair for once and jinx Snivellus as soon as possible for the smell wafting off his greasy hair is going to kill everyone.

We burst into peals of laughter. I collapsed to the ground and pounded the ground with my fists. It worked perfectly!

"Sirius even mentioned his hair!" James spluttered.

"Even on parchment, Moony still sounded smart", Peter laughed.

"James gave out about Snivellus!" I snorted.

"How come I'm called Moony and the rest of you are 'Messrs' and 'Miss'?" Remus asked.

"We don't have nicknames", Peter pointed out.

"Well, that won't do, we all need Marauder names." I said.

"Remus is Moony because he's a werewolf so naturally we should have a name related to our animagus", James decided.

"James is a stag… antlers? Rudolf? Bambi?" Sirius suggested.

"Bambi? You've got to be joking!" James argued indignantly. "That sounds like a girl's name!"

"Prongs" I muttered. "Prongs!"

"Love it!" James confirmed, ruffling my hair.

"Sirius… bad breath? How about barker?" Peter asked.

"No way! I should be…King", Sirius proclaimed.

"No, something to do with your appearance", Prongs mulled.

"Mutt? Flea-bag? Mongrel?" I teased.

"Jet? Ebony? Night?" Peter offered.

"Scruffy? Canine? Pedigree?" Remus listed.

"I've got it! Padfoot!" Prongs shouted with excitement.

"Brilliant! I'm Padfoot!" Sirius laughed triumphantly, slapping Prongs on the back..

"I'm a wolf", I stated, "Moony is taken, what about Luna?"

"Faolan", Remus said softly.

"Faolan", I agreed. "What does it mean?"

"Nothing", Moony said quickly, blushing inconspicuously.

Later that day we found ourselves in the Patronus Practice Passage again. It seemed as though we would spend half of our Hogwarts career in this tiny room. We were all tired, cranky and exasperated. Peter simply wasn't getting anywhere.

"Pete, you can do it. You know what to do." James encouraged.

"Pick a better memory", Remus urged.

"Preferably one without pie in it", Sirius added, only half joking.

The chubby boy had such a fierce look of concentration on his face that it looked as though he were constipated. His knuckles were deathly white from gripping his wand so tightly, contrasting against the bright red colour of his face.

"Expecto Patronum!" He shouted. The usual silvery mist came from his wand but nothing more. We groaned in a combination of exasperation, impatience and disappointment.

"One last time", Remus told him, "You can do it. Just remember: focus on the memory".

Peter nodded and half-heartedly took out his wand. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

"EXPECTO PATRONUM!"

Grey mist slithered out through his wand and formed a small, indistinct shape. For one heart stopping moment I thought it was a snake, but then the shape became clearer and I saw ears. It was a mark of the strength of our friendship that none of us burst out laughing.

Peter Pettigrew's Patronus and Animagus was a rat. A small, plump, round eared rodent. I would never tell Peter this but I hate rats. Always have, always will, but I suppose an animagus rat is different to a real rat. I certainly hoped so!

Pete looked fit to collapse, but his eyes were alight with exhilaration .

"Did you see that? I did it! I cast the Patronus Charm!" He squeaked-now we knew where he got that from. "What's my new nickname?"

He didn't even seem disappointed that he was a rat, but then again, he did like rats. He even had a pet one-Dustbin-oh sorry, I mean Dustin.

"Vermin", Sirius muttered under his breath so that only James and I could hear. I giggled.

"Plague? Tiny? Mini Mouse? Stewart Little?" Remus offered.

"Stewart Little?" Sirius asked blankly.

"Never mind. It's a muggle movie", Remus sighed.

"Movie?" Sirius questioned.

"I'll explain later", Remus groaned.

"How about…Wormtail?" Sirius suggested. We stared blankly at him. "You know, because his tail looks like a worm."

"The weirdest thing is that although it makes absolutely no sense, that actually has a ring to it", Remus said in wonder. "Well done Sirius".

"Messrs Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot, Prongs and Miss Faolan; it's perfect", James said aloud. We all agreed.

The Marauders' Map was finally complete!