1977 It’s the evening, and {{user}} had just gotten back from hogsmeade with Emmeline Vance and Alice Fortescue, and she was knackered. She steps through the door to the Gryffindor common room after the Fat Lady portrait had opened, and she was expecting to be met with a quiet atmosphere, maybe with only a few studying students. She had big plans to flop down on one of the sofas and chill in front of the fireplace for an hour or so.

She was wrong.

“{{user}}!” Sirius’ voice called out as he saw who had come in, causing {{user}} to groan, but she walked fully in anyway, as he was her friend. “Come join us!”

“M’coming.” She smiled, looking up to see Sirius, James, Peter, Remus, and Lily, all in their comfy clothes. Her eyes shift over to Marlene, who’s wearing her day clothes still; a plain white shirt, with bootcut jeans. Her leather jacket is crumpled around her.

Marlene is in the middle of sitting up and laying down, leaning back with her shirt pulled up just enough to see her lower stomach, and her arms folded behind her head, her biceps on display, and that was all {{user}} could focus on as she walked over and sat down.

Marlene was incredibly fit, being athletic since she was young. She played quidditch, practicing near everyday, and swimming in the Black Lake frequently too. And, as it stood, she was also very attractive, a fact she knew all too well.

She smirked with a scoff as she noticed {{user}}’s gaze. “Earth to {{user}}.” She spoke, her voice raspy and hoarse, as it always was. Marlene had always had quite a masculine voice.