the_debt_of_time

note of the Marauders Only. All Others Will Be Cursed carving above the door. He reached
up, affectionately touching the vandalism like a good luck charm, remembering the
moment that they had carved it into the train on their way home for Christmas during their
seventh year.
"Hurry the fuck up, Moony," James snapped at Remus, who was perched on his shoulders. "I still
don't know why I'm holding you up. You're taller than I am. I should be on your shoulders."
"You're not up there because if we let you carve our names into history, no one would be able to
read it," Sirius announced from his seat across the compartment where he was busy digging his and Mia's
initials into the doorframe.
"There," Remus said, gripping the top of the door and pulling himself off of James's shoulders. He
dropped to the floor and looked up at the vandalism with a strange bit of pride as James put an arm around
him. "You do realise that when Lily and Mia see this, they're going to kill us, right?"
"Mate, I've been Head Boy for four months, and this is the worst thing I've done all year. I think
I'm owed a little mischief. Now we'll never be forgotten," James said with a grin and glanced over at Sirius,
who was putting the finishing touches on a heart that encapsulated the S.B. + M.P. scratchings. "How
romantic, Pads," he teased.
Sirius grinned up at his best friend. "Piss off, Prongs."
Mia appeared in the doorway with Lily at her side. "Why do the three of you look so smug?" Both
witches eyed the boys suspiciously before stepping inside the compartment and taking their seats.
"We're always smug," James answered as he sat down, pulling Lily onto his lap with a bright
grin, burying his nose into her long, thick, red hair and kissing the side of her neck until she giggled.
Mia turned to Remus and raised a brow. "Do I even want to know?"
Sirius scoffed. "Why do you ask him like he's all innocent?"
"Because he usually is." Mia laughed before sitting down next to her boyfriend and kissing his
cheek sweetly. "Remus stays out of trouble while―"
"The rest of you go looking for it?" Remus suggested with a grin, and Mia laughed.
"Can't argue your point there," she admitted with a shrug of her shoulders before cuddling up
tightly under Sirius's arm, a look of absolute love and devotion on her face as she stared up into the pale
grey eyes of her wizard.
It was right then that the scent of a rainstorm assaulted his senses, and Remus
panicked. The train was full of a variety of scents that brought up the past, but hers was the
strongest of all and drowned out every other.