If you are reading this right now, you are either extremely confused or have an excellent memory. If you would like to read the actual fanfiction, you can skip the first couple of paragraphs. I would also like to add that I made this username 2 years ago as a joke and I'm very embarrassed of it, as I was unaware I was going to use this account so much.
I was a very active member of this wiki in 2021. I lost my account when we had to switch from school iPads to Chromebooks and I was unable to access my iPad. As you can assume, I guessed the password a year later. As I look back, I cringe at my carefree, nerdy antics, but I reflect on my past self with fondness. I stumbled upon one of my old fanfictions, a story I'd written and abandoned. But most would ask why, would I return to the wiki almost two years later just to finish off a story I wrote when I was xx years old?
If there's one thing I remember from my past self besides being an annoying nerd, it's that my passion for writing was undeniable, and I daresay I was getting pretty good at it before I stopped. I would write for hours- in my room, during classes, and even on the bus home from school. Never would you have seen someone my age write with such gusto. I didn't care about appearances or school drama back then, I was also happy and stress free. As I return years later, a part of me itches for the sense of euphoria I got from sharing my work with others. For me, writing was a coping mechanism - a way to combat my unquenchable thirst for academic validation. I have also visited Universal over the summer, and reread the Harry Potter series. After months of yearning to write again, I think that was the final push that I needed.
Many of the people who used to read this will have been long gone by now, and those who aren't have likely forgotten about it. Here is the table of contents. This chapter takes place in the marauders second year. This is a wolfstar fanfic, but they obviously don't get together in second year because they're 12. I would also like to say that I am out of practice - it has been quite a while since I sat down and wrote fanfiction. Be warned.
Enjoy!
October 28, 1972
Remus had been enjoying quite a pleasant term at Hogwarts. James and Sirius' detentions were at an all time low - James had been harboring a crush on Remus' potions partner, Lily Evans, and had taken to following her around instead of maliciously planning their next attack. Remus hadn't noticed much of a difference. Most of their detentions were from pranks, and he was usually let off the hook - a skinny, underfed boy was rarely suspected of dropping 500 Dungbombs in the Charms classroom, even if he was best friends with the biggest troublemakers in the school - and on the rare occasions he did caught, the professors usually softened up at the sight of his ghastly pink and silver scars and knobbly knees. They seemed to be under the influence that he could endure an excruciating transformation monthly but couldn't scrub the trophies for an hour.
"He is so annoying- doesn't he have anything better to do?" complained Lily, after James's fifth attempt to flirt with her that week had failed. Remus had to turn his back away so James couldn't see him laughing.
"He thinks everyone loves him because he's got good marks and is competent on a broom." That was a lie- James Potter was easily one of the best in their year in terms of grades and Quidditch- he had even managed to secure a spot as Seeker on the Gryffindor Quidditch team, much to his friends' dismay. Peter and Remus both hated flying, and Sirius had been barred from trying out for the team.
"An embarrassment to the family, representing another house, my mum said!" he scoffed. He would've tried out anyway if Regulus wasn't keeping a close eye on him under his mum's orders.
"Aren't good marks a good thing?" Remus asked nonchalantly.
"They are when he's not babbling about his broomstick all day" she bemoaned. "He's almost as bad as Sev's friends, I'm pretty sure they can't go without saying something horrid for more than five minutes. Terrible mouths, they've got."
Remus was about to say, aren't you one of Snape's friends? But the way Lily was angrily crushing the rat tails told him to stay silent.
This was what Remus was thinking about- rats and mouths, when James had called a meeting about the Halloween Feast coming up.
"Listen up boys, we have got to do something. We've got to save our reputation and impress Evans" James declared. Remus sniggered.
"Evans is a huge teacher's pet, Potter, if anything's going to impress her, it's not gonna be you making slugs crawl over the place."
"Moony, we've been dormant too long, and the feast is the perfect time to strike," Sirius clamored. "If not Evans, we still have to remind everybody who we are - we're troublemakers!"
"'The Troublemakers' is terrible," Peter retorted. "If we're going to make the history books with our legendary mischief making, we need a better name."
"Why don't you think of something, then?" Sirius retaliated.
"Anyway," James butted in, "any ideas?"
"We could dye Snape's hair pink," Sirius offered.
"Not a chance," Remus snorted. "if Potter really wants to impress Evans so bad than he wouldn't lay a finger on Snape, or she'd ignore him for the rest of the year."
This was met by murmurs of agreement. As Remus got lost in thought, he started thinking. Dungbombs... Slugs...
"Wait" Remus said, sitting up. "Evans was complaining about how much she hated Snape's friends, talking about how they say nasty wizard slurs all the time. Said they had terrible mouths. You should do something about that, James."
"Yeah, I should!" James said brightly. "I hate Snivelly and his friends, they're like a bunch of slimy slugs."
"What if slugs came out of their mouths?" Peter quipped.
James, Sirius, and Remus all loved the idea.
"Just imagine!" Sirius said excitedly. "Wish I'd brought my camera, Mum took it away after I dropped a Dungbomb at dinner."
All of the boys were very keen to see slugs coming out of Mulciber's mouth, and had trouped straight to the library. Soon, Remus was yawning. They'd been poring over huge volumes of Charms of the Fifteenth Century and Basic Hexes and Curses. Suddenly, James emerged from his invisibility cloak.
"Finally back, Potter?" Sirius asked, not looking up from his ginormous Charms book.
"Jesus, have you bloody found it yet?" Remus grunted.
"We've been here for three hours" Peter whined.
"Shut up Peter, it was your idea."
"Oi!" Peter punched Sirius playfully in the arm.
"Control yourselves, boys, I've found it!" James declared grandly. He opened up a shabby looking book that had clearly come from the Restricted Section. He skimmed through and opened up to a page that read Slugulus Eructo: Slug-Vomiting Charm. Causes victim to uncontrollably vomit slugs for ten minutes.
Remus guffawed. "We could cast it right after he insults someone- pretend it's because he's a nasty git who only knows how to say mud-blood and blood traitor."
Sirius nodded in assent. He was about to open his mouth to say something, but he was interrupted by an unmistakable flash of red hair. James started blushing a brilliant scarlet as Lily walked past them.
"Hello, Evans" James said casually. "Doing anything this weekend?"
"As if I would do anything with you, Potter" Lily scowled. Her eyes darted to the book Remus was holding in his hands.
"What does someone like you need Basic Hexes for?"
Remus froze. "Err.."
James interrupted with a cheesy smile. "Actually, we're"
"We're not doing anything" Sirius butted in. This raised Lily's suspicions even more.
"I swear, if you're doing anything to Sev-"
"Believe me, Lily, we're not doing anything" Remus said hastily. But she had already caught on. However, she didn't say anything and instead smiled with all of her pearly white teeth, and flaunted her enchanting green eyes, making James melt. If there's one thing Lily Evans knew how to do, it was her hypnotizing charm. Remus had seen at least three boys gazing at her in Potions.
"Bye, Remus. And Potter, try to find a book on how to fix your ridiculously inflated head. It's a miracle you even go to the library." She turned on her heel and sauntered away.
Sirius scowled. "Can't even keep her mouth shut, can she?"
James was staring at Lily. "Don't insult my future wife, Sirius," he said dreamily, as if he was in a trance.
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"Are you sure this will work?" Remus asked dubiously. He was trying to do his transfiguration essay, and he could hear James, Sirius and Peter's depressing attempts at a Slug Vomiting Charm. He had decided to sit this one out- he was not in the mood for another week's worth of detention.
"I'm sure of it!" James said optimistically, despite that his most successful attempt so far had only produced two small, sad looking slugs.
"I want the slime everywhere, James" Sirius declared. "I want Mulciber and Bulstrode and all the other gits drowning in it- with a skull as thick as theirs, they'll probably think it's from Snape's hair."
They had collectively decided to let Sirius cast it, as he was far superior than James at charms, and his rendition of the charm was by far the slimiest. Tucking his wand into his robes, he grinned. "you excited to see the slug show, Moony?"
Remus, who was struggling to remember the details of Gamp's Law of Transfiguration, nodded mutely.
This year's feast was even grander than the last. There were ghosts everywhere, and the enchanted ceiling was pitch black, exactly like the night sky. There were pumpkin pasties, shepherds pie and every food Remus could imagine. He was devouring juicy cuts of steak and goblets of pumpkin juice with such gusto that Marlene McKinnon, one of Lily's friends turned to him. "You must be really hungry," she remarked.
Remus blushed. He always ate a lot after a full moon. "Sorry" was all he could manage. His cheeks were burning and he couldn't help noticing Marlene's lovely chestnut brown eyes. She must have taken embarrassment as well, because her cheeks turned pink- accentuating her freckles. Remus couldn't help thinking they were very attractive.
"Sorry, Remus, erm- eat whatever you want, sorry."
"Oh, uh, it's ok, yeah" he stammered.
Mary MacDonald, another one of Lily's friends, turned to Remus. She eyed his bony wrists and piped "Yeah, Remus, you're really skinny."
Remus was burning. He turned to Sirius and hastily suggested they do the charm now.
"Ooh, Moony- got yourself a little crush there?" He grinned from ear to ear. "No!" Remus protested. Now James and Peter had heard.
"aww, has Moony got himself a girlfriend??" They chorused.
"I don't" Remus said hotly. "I'm not James."
James was unbothered by this. "C'mon, Moony" he said cheerfully. "I think Marlene fancies you."
"oooooooh" the rest of the boys crooned.
"Just shut up and do it" snapped Remus, biting into a pumpkin pasty and trying to hide his brilliantly colored cheeks.
"Alright, Moody Moony" said Sirius. "Trying to find a girlfriend? you're only twelve, ickle baby Moony," he joked, as he whipped out his wand. Holding it under the table, he muttered, "Slugulus-"
But Sirius never finished, because mid chant he dropped his wand and started floating into the air. Suddenly, James jumped up from the table and started floating and doing an Irish Jig at the same time. The Slytherins doubled over with laughter as they both stared in horror, and even the teachers seemed to be chuckling. Flitwick seemed very pleased that someone had paid attention to his Charms classes.
"Who's doing it?" gasped Remus. His eyes darted around the room. "Snape!" he shouted. "I know it's you!"
Even Snape was cracking up. "I wish I did it" he gasped. Suddenly, Peter started yodeling. The whole great hall was in tears at this point. Sirius had started tap dancing, and was now furiously flailing his legs around in the air. James seemed to be floating into the sky like he was a child's lost balloon. And then, Remus spotted Lily, grinning impishly, with her wand under the table. Before he could shout "Dumbledore, it's her!" Remus went up, up, up, and into the air.
"Sirius," he whispered frantically, thrashing his arms, "Evans is doing it, I saw her wand and everything-"
"Lily Evans, you said??" Sirius goggled at him. They both looked down, and saw Lily muttering something which made James spontaneously start belting opera. Even Remus was laughing now- he was a terrible singer. He couldn't believe he'd been deceived like James, and under her pearly white smile and brilliant green eyes, Remus had forgotten Lily Evans was a nefarious genius, who had spiked her own best friend's potion and secretly plotted evil schemes. How could she have fooled him so easily?
Remus, James, Sirius and Peter were now bouncing around like exploding bon bons, and the whole Great Hall was howling. Even the teachers seemed to be having too much fun. Eventually, McGonagall, the first to stop laughing, pulled out her wand and they all thudded to the ground at once.
"Some teachers pet, eh?" Sirius said good naturedly.
"Whatchu talkin about?" asked James.
Remus sniggered. "I don't think you'll be pleased with the news."
"Tell me, Moony - ow Peter, geroff, thats where Crabbe hit that bludger at me yesterday-"
Peter groaned. "We've got to get revenge at Snape now, don't we.."
"Actually, Peter, we've got a new rival in town" Sirius proclaimed.
"What? Who?" James looked shocked. As the boys untangled themselves from the pile, Sirius giggled.
"You're no match for her, Siriusly," he said. "Get it? Get it?"
"Who is it?!" James and Peter pressed.
Remus smiled.
"Lily Evans."
