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Description: The Marauders get a plaque at graduation.

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At last the time had come for the four bestfriends to graduate Hogwarts. Whether they wanted to admit it or not, the staff members knew they would miss the boys, regardless of just how much trouble they'd caused accumulatively throughout their years at school.

The idea was originally a joke between the professors, but Dumbledore fell in love with the it and demanded that it must be done. So reluctantly, McGonagall set to making the Marauders a plaque to hang in the trophy hall.

"We should not be rewarding such behavior, Dumbledore," McGonagall huffed. 

Dumbledore chuckled, hands clasped in front of him as he watched her magically stick the plaque to the wall. "Oh, Minerva, but it's hilarious."

The plaque read:

Most Detentions Served:

The Marauders:

Sirius Black ~ 788

James Potter ~ 684

Remus Lupin ~ 535

Peter Pettigrew ~ 528

With a combined 2,535 detentions served.

"I can't believe how that's even possible, Albus," Minerva sighed.

Dumbledore chuckled. "I triple checked the numbers, Minerva."

"Merlin, how quiet these walls will be next year," she said quietly.

Dumbledore hummed his agreement. "Quiet indeed."

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The Marauders were scheduled to graduate later the next day. 

"One more lap around the castle?" Remus suggested, eyes swimming with nostalgia. "For old times sake?"

Sirius smiled back at him, nodding. "For old times sake."

James gave Lily a quick kiss on the lips, telling her he'd meet up with her again at the ceremony, trotting off with his mates. 

Remus pulled the Marauders Map out of his robes pocket and opened it up once they were alone in the corridor. "I solemnly swear I am up to no good," the four of them said in unison, watching for the last time as students as the ink blossomed across the page. 

Careful to avoid staff members and other students, they made their last laps around the castle, saying goodbye to all their favorite portraits and passageways. 

They found themselves in the Trophy Room and James took a second to study his latest Quidditch trophy, the most important one to him, where they won the House Cup, him as the star chaser, Sirius as a beater.

James pulled Sirius into his side affectionately, ruffling the shorter man's hair. 

"Hey, you know how long it took me to get it to perfection, you arse!" Sirius shouted, shoving James away from him with a smile.

Remus stood toward the back, taking it all in, the map clutched tightly in his fists.

"Hey, guys?" Peter spoke up, a wide, bewildered grin on his face. 

"What's up, Wormtail?" James called.

Peter pointed to a shiny new plaque on the wall. 

The lot of them gathered around it and read the neatly engraved words that read 'Most Detentions Served.'

Remus started to laugh, little giggles at first until he couldn't stop and the rest of them joined in.

James stood in the middle and used his long arms to pull them all closer to him, hugging them close as they all pretended they weren't crying. 

"We did it boys. We're legends."

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