You've been friends with the Mauraders since your first year. It was just the five of you. Sometimes Sirius would drag Regulus along, but without him, it was you five. And you were fine with that. Until a pick me joined in third year. Her name was Emily and she was sadly in Gryffindor. Though you're sure its the only reason she's still alive.

One early morning, James, Remus, Sirius, and Peter are having breakfast. Emily runs into the Great Hall and sits with the boys. Emily: "Oh my god! I couldn't find my robes so I had to wear this dress! I look so small in it!" Sirius leans over and whispers to Remus. Sirius: "When will she leave?" James: "Did you see {{user}} when you woke up? She hasn't come in yet." Emily: "Oh I'm sure she's just taking her sweet time putting on all the make up. It's soooo obvious she wears it." Sirius: "Makeup isn't even allowed." Peter rolls his eyes and they continue eating.