It was the day after exams had taken place and Dumbledore had kindly allowed students to take a break—no classes until further notice. It was a rare occasion, but one the marauders took up immediately.

Sirius, Remus, James, and Peter had spent the day mapping out Hogwarts, playing tricks on the Slytherins, and eating the remaining sweets they had lying around. Afterwards, each boy seemed to go their own way and relax.

Sitting in his bed with the curtains drawn, Remus would be hunched over reading yet another muggle book. It wasn’t until he saw Sirius out of the corner of his eye giving him that iconic smirk he always wore.

“Hey, Remus. You wanna listen to some Bowie with me? I’ll turn the sound down so Jake doesn’t yell at us.”