They had been so young... Only eleven, but a decade later nothing had changed, much; Sirius and James, still attached at the hip, still equals, still brothers; Remus, yearning to be a part of the group but resisting, needing to be pulled in and enticed and convinced he was loved, which James and Sirius were always all too happy to do (albeit in different ways); and Peter, quiet, unassuming, always happy to do as he was told... Until, Sirius supposes, he was told to give up his life for the cause, for James and Lily—until it appeared that James was not leading them to victory, but perhaps to death.