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Draco didn't mention going to his world again for a few days. He was starting to act really sexually starved. I mean, we hadn't gone that far, but still. In the evenings, he wouldn't seem happy unless his hands were on me. Usually, he'd trace patterns on my back or something likewise, which was nice.

When we actually got to bed, I was aware that he was hoping my nightdress would ride up.

"I promise, I won't go any further than you want me to." he'd whisper. "But you have no idea how much you tease me."

I wasn't sure why he was acting like this until three days after we'd talked. It seemed almost like he'd been expecting what happened. Anyway, he was out working, but it was my day of studying at home and I was typing out a practice essay for my upcoming exam when I heard whispers coming from the main room and laughing.

No one seemed to be there, at first, but then I saw a bulge in the curtains, and I raised my wand while reaching for my phone.

"Expelliarmus!" My wand spun into the curtain. The person who disarmed me sounded young, only about my age, so I answered.

"Okay, you can show yourself. How many of you are there?"

On cue, a few boys tumbled out from behind the curtains. All of them already held wands. My eyes fixed on one in particular – messy-haired, with round glasses, but his eyes were hazel. He was also the one holding my wand as well as his own. The glasses seemed to make it clear who it was. I checked that I knew the other boys. Yes – the just-above-shoulder-length dark hair, the grey eyes, and the charming smile on one of them gave it away. I only had to look at the faint scars on the third and know who he was. The shortest had an obvious case of hero-worship for the others.

I was speechless for a moment, as I processed that I was looking at four people who I had never felt confident enough to write about before, but were here nevertheless. The Marauders.

James Potter was the one with the glasses, as he looked so like Harry with different eyes and no scar. He looked pretty much how I imagined him. Apart from most of his features, he had a general air of mischief and happiness surrounding him that Harry didn't seem to have that I could see – probably because James didn't go through trauma and child abuse like his son did.

Those grey eyes were a feature that, no doubt, had to belong to Sirius Black. He was even more handsome than I'd imagined – simply irresistible. In spite of the less-than-ideal home life I suspected him to have, he seemed just as light-hearted as James. As both were over sixteen, I assumed that he'd already left home. Plus, I could see how he could have a different girl every week. Who couldn't resist that smile?

Remus Lupin wasn't as carefree as the first two, but I hadn't expected him to be, since he had what I called Twilight-syndrome (he seemed to feel guilty for being what he was) and I saw him as the sensible one – he WAS the fifth-year boy Gryffindor prefect (even though James somehow made Head Boy). He didn't look sickly or sleepless at that moment, so I assumed the full moon wasn't near (and made a mental note to check the lunar charts), and like the first two, he was pretty handsome.

Peter Pettigrew was obviously the small one, even shorter than me (and I'd always been tiny), and my lip curled at the sight of the traitor. He wasn't really ugly at the moment, but he wasn't very handsome, either. It was no wonder I always thought of him as the tag-along of the group. He didn't have half the looks or charisma of any of the others, and he didn't look like he had the smarts I knew the others had. I still resolved to be nice to him, reminding myself that he was, right now, a loyal friend.

Finally, I found my voice. "Um, how did you get in here? I mean, all four of you, young? I'm pretty sure I've never written about any of you."

James, as I assumed, laughed. "You've imagined us enough times, though. And you have written about us. Maybe not us at this age, though, I'll admit."

I had written down stuff from Prisoner Of Azkaban, so he was mostly right. "I haven't written about you, though. The only time you even talk is through the Marauder's Map." I pointed out.

James shrugged, running a hand through his hair, messing it up even more. "Whatever. It still worked. You've imagined all of us off the page too, even without writing."

That was true. I'd imagined them at my age. But still. "And you four are here...why?" I asked. "Wait...how much do you know about me and the books?"

"Nothing, really." This time Sirius answered. "Except that you daydream about us and probably know more than we do." He grinned. He was right and we both knew it.

I laughed at him. "Are you flirting with me, Black?"

"'Are you a girl' has a less obvious answer." James said, exchanging a grin with his best friend. "If it's a girl we're talking to and you have to ask that question, the answer is most likely the same."

"Not with you."

"No, I just meant with Padfoot over here."

"Yeah, I figured the minute I blurted that out." I smirked. It was easier than I expected to be friendly with these four. Granted, I'd only really talked to James, and once to Sirius, but still.

I looked at the two quieter Marauders. "So, you two have any idea how you got here?"

Peter shrugged. Remus spoke up. "Well...like James said, you imagined us. Next thing you know, we're here. After all, you don't have to put us on paper to have us in your head. And somehow, we got out." He was sort of like an antidote to James and Sirius in his more serious and gentler character. All of the boys might've been in the same group of friends, but there was no doubt that James and Sirius were the two most likely to be getting into trouble. Still, I liked them.

"So this means I'm stuck with you four." I sighed, with a bit of a smile. I really did like most of the Marauders-era characters, although I hoped most of the Death Eater characters didn't show up. I had to keep reminding myself that Peter wasn't a Death Eater yet.

"I wonder what Draco's going to make of this?" I muttered out loud.

"Draco?" I looked up to have the four boys staring at me, wanting to know what I was talking about.

"My boyfriend." I said. "He gets a bit possessive over me...I kind of mentioned something about your ladies' man tendencies, Sirius, and if I'd said anything else about how much I liked your character, he just might've gone ballistic. He's Lucius Malfoy's and Narcissa's son from the future?"

The boys had looked blank at Draco's name, but they knew Lucius and Narcissa all right (Narcissa was Sirius' cousin, wasn't she). Sirius smirked a bit when I said about liking his character, but it soon faded as I continued to speak. I added another sentence at the look on all of their faces. "But he's okay. At least...as good as a Slytherin can be. Still a bit cunning, ambitious and that stuff, but he's a good boyfriend."

They seemed to accept that without a problem. "So..." said James, drawing the word out. "What do you do for fun around here?"

I thought for a moment. "Since I know what you think of as 'fun' I'll start locking my bedroom door in a way that "Alohomora" can't open." I said wittily. (Hey, before the Weasley twins, they were the most famous pranksters in the history of Hogwarts, right?) Then I added "And if you've never been to a Muggle theme park before, can I guarantee that organizing a trip to Rainbow's End would be a good idea?"

The purebloods looked a bit blank, but Remus (being a half-blood) looked like he faintly knew what a theme park was and gave me a slight unsure nod.

"Meanwhile," I said brightly, "Don't suppose you're interested in some of the things your internet fans have done? No doubt they'd give anything to meet you." The boys were immediately interested. First, I showed them a skit called "Marauders Muck Around" when James plays on a homemade swing, a girl makes fun of him for it, and Remus does nothing to help. The boys laughed especially when it got to the bit when the person videoing them said to watch out because "James Potter will come into your bedroom at three am to drag you out of your bed to go camping at random", after the actors thought about going back to "kidnap" Sirius. After that, I showed them the skit where all of them except Peter made an attempt to make Snape cool so Lily would date James (she said in it that she would if James was nice to Snape) while singing "Popular" from Wicked. Then I showed them this other video, a skit which paired Sirius and Remus. Sirius didn't really seem to care, but Remus looked a little bit humiliated, although I think that was because the on-screen Remus insisted that he wasn't going to accept bribery to help the others with homework, and I suspected that my version of the Marauders would persuade him all the time.

Now all I had to worry about was Draco's reaction.

Draco will be back next chapter. But I like the Marauders so help me, please, tell me how I should write them, what I'm doing wrong. Please, just review!

If you do, you get a virtual Marauder of your choice...