HELLO! Long time no talk/write. So I've not posted much on here for a while, a went into full Jonas moad. But today I saw Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows, and I must say it's AMAZING! Anyone nce again this is a Marauder story, it's the first Harry Potter related thing I've wrote in a while so if you are going to review please be nice.

Enjoy!

It was the last day. The last time they would walk the halls together. The last time they would be in the same dorm. The last time they would see some people. The last time they would ware their school robes. The last time they would be care free. The last time they would be able to pull a prank without the threat of being arrested. The last time they would be in Hogwarts, together. It was their last day. The last time the Marauders would be seen walking in a line, down busy or deserted halls. They would be missed by teachers and pupils alike. Even McGonagall could be seen to shed a slight tear as they cheered along with their year.

It was after this day that they would all leave and join the world, full of pain and despair. They left full of life and ready to conquer the world, but one by one they fell. The brightness that was the Marauders began to dim and fade as people began to forget.

But to those who remember. Remember how they use to walk the halls at night, planning mischief to lighten the mood. How they made you smile with a simple joke, how they made you swoon when they smiled. How James would chase after Lily, never giving in, but knowing she would one day say yes. How Remus would slap them on the back of the head when they got out of hand. They remember who the Marauders were and are. How they live on through the walls of Hogwarts. Through the map and cloak. Through the people who remember.

It was the last time the Marauders would walk the halls together. It was the last time they would be seen together at Hogwarts. It was the last time they could be young.