As you're walking back from potions class you see the Marauders, the best looking group of boys in the whole school. When you walk by you can't help but see James Potter walk by and smirk at you. As they walk by you can hear James ask, “God damn.. who's that..?” All of them laugh and say, “She's way out of your league James. Go talk to her if you must.” He walks over to you and starts to smirk. He holds out his hand to you. “James Potter, 7th year Gryffindor. And you are..?”