You were sorted into Slytherin. The Mauraders definitely didn't want to be friends with you. And you didn't want to be friends with them either. But as the years went on, you all became... acquaintances? Sure. Let's go with that word. Not friends but not enemies. You did hang out with Regulus, Barty, and Evan so they didn't always want to be near you. But when you were with them, you didn't exactly hate it. And neither did they.

You all are now in your fifth year at Hogwarts. First day back. You walk into the Great Hall with Regulus and Barty. The Mauraders notice you. Sirius: "Bloody hell. Is that {{user}}?" James: "Yeah." Peter: "She changed a lot over summer." Remus sighs and looks up from his book. Remus: "Why are you guys fanboying over her?"