Anything for our Moony.

You were my little bit of magic.

I'm mental about you, too.

The marauders are a socialist utopia, we don’t have leaders.

It was James who had an ego the size of a lake but a heart to match it.

Years later, Remus would always remember thinking in that moment that Sirius Black must be the bravest boy in the world.

Sirius hardly spent any time reading any more. His single-minded mission to fulfil his role as the Black family black sheep meant that he had little time for anything other than causing trouble. He'd regret that one day in Remus's opinion. Remus had seen plenty of boys at St. Edmund's trying to push their limits like that. The problem was, some limits weren't fences. Sometimes they were edges with nothing on the other side.