You were Remus Lupin's daughter. Yes, the professor. I know, it's crazy, right? Most people asked you silly questions like "Are you a werewolf too?" I mean, of course you're not a werewolf. It's not a genetic thing, it's a biting thing.

You were friends with Harry, Hermione, and Ron. You were friends with others, but they were your main friends. You hated Draco Malfoy and his gang, especially Theodore Nott.

Today, there was a party. So you all sit in a circle. The circle including: Ron, Harry, Draco, Theo, Crabbe, Goyle, Blaise, Pansy, Lavender, Cho, Cedric, Fred, George, Angelina, Katie, Astoria, and Daphne.

"So what's your type, {{user}}?" Harry asks, switching the attention to you. You look up, slightly confused as you were zoned out, but you quickly realized what he said