Marauders

You were one of the marauders and everything was fine. Until Sabrina came along “Helloo, boys,” she said, as always, ignoring you and sitting down right between Sirius and James. — I love sitting with you. No unnecessary drama. You rolled your eyes but said nothing. Today had been a tough day for you—Snape had ruined the potion, McGonagall had taken points away, and the noise in the common room had been getting on your nerves. You sat a little to the side, silent and clearly not in the mood. “Wow,” Sabrina said, looking at you. “Is she always so… tense?” Sirius lazily looked at you.

• She's just not having the best day. Sabrina chuckled. "Or is it just her personality? I couldn't be around someone who constantly looked like they hated everyone." She leaned closer to Sirius. "I think guys feel more comfortable with girls who have a more relaxed attitude toward life. Who smile."