(A/N): Hey Guys! This chapter is pretty short, but it's my version of how the Marauders got their nicknames.

Disclaimer: I own nothing but Leo, Elaine, Shari and Nicholai.

Leo

"So, Marauders huh?" Remus's head snapped up and he stared at me.

"How do you find these things out so quickly? Damn it, this was supposed to be a secret!" He slammed the book he had in his hand down on the table in the center of the Room of Requirement, which we had remodelled.

"Actually, James and Sirius told me. In fact, they asked me to join." Elaine and Remus both raised an eyebrow.

"And? What did you say?" Elaine asked, sounding a little left out.

"No, of course. If Dumbledore found out, I'd be kicked out faster than you can say "James-Potter-is-a-big-idiot." They others started to chuckle.

"Hey!" I heard, and we froze before jumping up and scanning the room.

"There's no one there!" Elaine exclaimed, dumbfounded, and I blinked before engaging the blood sensor, as I had nicknamed it. Two people stood huddle together in the corner of the room, James and Sirius by the smell of them. I sighed and sat back down in my seat.

"Come on out from under the invisibility cloak James, Sirius." Elaine and Remus stared at me like I was crazy, before James and Sirius were revealed as they discarded the cloak.

"How did you know we were there?" Once more, I lied. It was to protect them, after all.

"Well, you did yell out." James smiled sheepishly, before sitting down on the ground, with Sirius following his movements.

"Idiot." Elaine muttered, and I smiled at her lightly before grabbing her hand and pulling her back into her seat. We were sitting on the only three chairs in the much smaller room, around a medium sized round table, the two books one of us wasn't currently reading sitting in the middle.

"About the Marauders thing, I have a suggestion." The boys turned to stare at me, and Elaine and Remus raised an eyebrow each.

"What's that?" James asked, sounding somewhat nervous, and I smirked at him.

"We should decide your nicknames." Elaine and Remus grinned, and started appraising them while Sirius and James glanced at each other.

"Is it going to hurt?" Sirius asked, seeming unusually timid, and Elaine rolled her eyes.

"No, but this will." With that, she reached over and slapped him over the back of the head.

"Watch the hair!" Sirius scolded, rubbing the back of his head.

"Keep pushing me and I'll do something much worse to it." She growled, and I grinned as Sirius gripped the ends of his hair protectively.

"Relax, Damsel." She glanced at me, and I smiled slightly as I watched her irritated gaze soften.

"Fine, whatever. Let's fit you two for some brand new nicknames." She nodded to me, and I rested a hand on Remus's shoulder.

"I'm sorry Remus, but from here on out, you are no longer allowed to contribute." He hung his head before nodding understandingly and sitting back at the table.

"Okay, for Sirius we should do something...doggy." Sirius glared at me, but I simply grinned in response.

"How about Fido?" James joked, and Sirius punched him in the shoulder. "Spot?" I rolled my eyes at their immaturity.

"I think we should call James 'Prongs'." Elaine said suddenly, and we stared at her.

"Why?" I asked bluntly, and she grinned somewhat devilishly.

"Because, most of the time, I feel like stabbing him with a fork. What do forks have?" She looked at me expectantly.

"Prongs." We said together, before grinning somewhat maniacally at James, who shrunk back.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Remus chuckled in the background, and the boys glanced at him before turning their attention back to us, our faces now back to normal.

"Okay, something dog-like. But, we shouldn't make it obvious." I thought back to the observation Remus and I had on this same subject, upon choosing my nickname.

"How about...Padfoot? Like, how a dog has pads instead of toes on its feet?" Sirius shrugged, and Elaine nodded enthusiastically.

"Padfoot it is!" The boys glanced at each other again.

"What about Peter?" Elaine and I shrugged. Yeah, we had nothing.

"Wormtail." We all raised our eyebrows, turning to stare at Remus.

"I thought you weren't allowed to contribute?" Elaine scolded, but I rested a hand on her shoulder to calm her down.

"How'd you reach that?" I asked, causing Remus to shrug.

"You know me. It's a mixture of two 'creepy' animals, a worm and a rat. A worm because, hey, why not? And a rat because, well, you know, the way Peter's two front teeth stick out a little bit." We nodded, all making sounds of agreement.

"And his face is slightly narrower than usual." I grinned at Elaine as she said this.

"Just wait until he's old enough to grow a beard, and then he'll actually have whiskers!"

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This chapter has had minor edits made to it on 29/12/22