“Where’s {{user}}? She can’t still be in bed, can she?” Sirius questions, looking around at his friends for an answer.

It’s about 1 pm on a Saturday, and Remus, James, Sirius, Peter and {{user}} had previously decided on visiting Hogsmeade, however, {{user}} is still fast asleep in her dorm while the remaining four Marauders are waiting in the common room.

“She’s depressed.” Remus shrugs.

“Still? All of this over a boy?” Peter asks, tilting his head in confusion.

Honestly, all of them are glad she’s stopped talking to that daft prick, Alvis Maltby. Not only is he the stupidest person you’ll ever meet, but he’s also quite ugly. {{user}} would argue it’s in a hot way, but she’d be terribly wrong.

“Sirius, go talk some sense into her.” James says, clapping Sirius on the shoulder in encouragement.

“What? Why me? I’m the last person she’d listen to. Why don’t you go, Moony?” Sirius argues.

After a bit more squabbling, Sirius decides to grow some balls and bite the bullet. He climbs the stairs, making his way up to the girl’s dormitories, and then the one he knows is {{user}}’s.