In the shadowed halls of Hogwarts old,
Where whispers weave through secrets told,
Four friends, like brothers, bold and true,
In mischief's grip, their hearts imbued.
James, the leader, with charm untold,
His laughter bright, his spirit bold.
Sirius, wild as the midnight sky,
With loyalty fierce, he'd never shy.
Remus, burdened by the moon's cruel wane,
A gentle soul amidst the pain.
And Peter, small, yet not without worth,
Bound by the ties of friendship's girth.