Marauders with OC

                                    

                                          
I sit in our Transfiguration class, my fingers tapping on the drab desk as Professor McGonagall discuss the subjects for the upcoming days.
                          
Behind, I hear some boys chat with one another, speaking the name 'Lily' and 'Severus'. Hearing those two names together is never a good thing.
                          
I twist my neck to see a boy that always ruffles his hair, and another one that all the girls swoon over. I do so believe their names are James Potter and Sirius Black.
                          
"What cha' looking at?" James asks with a questionable smirk.
                          
"Nothing." I reply coolly, not wishing to have a conversation with this prick.
                          
"Nora." I hear Melina whisper my name, tapping my knee with her quill.
                          
I roll my eyes and refocus on the lesson. Professor McGonagall finished the lesson with assigning us thirty minutes of practice.
                          
As we begin to pack our items I was approached by James, with his usual cocky persona. "What?" I ask him as I slip my notes into my bag.
                          
"Do you know by a girl by Lily Evans?" He seemed unsteady as he says her name.
                          
"I only spoke to her once. And it was about you being a prat." I reply. I turn to leave with Melina, but Sirius stops us from leaving.
                          
"About what?" He demands. His grey eyes flickering with anger.
                          
"How you arseholes jinx others for your own entertainment." I growl as I slide past him, gripping Melina's clammy hands.
                          
I hear James snort. "Does she dislike me?" He openly asks.
                          
"I'd assume so." My words cause his eyes to widen.
                          
Sirius narrows his eyes. "What?" He growls, taking a step closer.
                          
I feel fear enter my mind.
                          
Seconds later, I feel him shove his hand into my chest.
                          
I stumble backwards, causing some desks to shuffle.
                          
Within seconds we hear Professor McGonagall clear her throat. "Detention for you four." She states.
                          
I feel my blood, finally begin to boil. "Yes ma'am." I instantly say. 
                          
Melina raises her voice. "B-But Professor. I didn't do anything." She squeaks.
                          
"And what about Miss.Scott?"
                          
I intervene, "It was Sirius, James, and I who caused the ruckus, not Melina, Professor."
                          
"I am not changing anything. You four still have detention after dinner this evening."
                          
We all leave her class in silence.
                          
"Thanks." I snap at Sirius.
                          
He quirks his handsome face towards mine. "For what?"
                          
"For having and obnoxious temper." His eyes still simmer after the ordeal.
                          
Thankfully Melina and I needed to go the opposite direction of the two prats.
                          
As our classes of the day finish up we head to the dining hall. We could hear the chatter of gathering students. All ready for a usually wonderful meal.
                          
We hurry to the Ravenclaw table and sit next to Melina's brother. "Hey Abbott." She sighs as she slouches next to him.
                          
"Anything happened, sis?" He questions.
                          
"Detention." I reply for her.
                          
He gaps his mouth and his fork todders between his fingers.
                          
"R-Really?" His tone shocked. As we are known to never get into any trouble. 
                          
"Yes because of some boys decided to push Nora." Melina shoves a fork-full of cooked peas into mouth.
                          
"Yep. We have our detention after dinner." I tell him.
                          
"At least dinner's good." Abbott states. He then waits for a response, we return none. As we pout in silence about the detention.
                          
As dinner finishes, Melina and I hurry to Professor McGonagall's room.
                          
We come charging in to see her sitting at her desk with the a mound of papers.
                          
"Miss.Scott and Miss.Miller. please come over here so I can show you of what you need to do." She instructs.
                          
We throw out bags upon the desks and rush to her side.
                          
We watch our Professor do some Runes in the corners. "You shall copy these Runes in this exact spots for the next upcoming lessons." She then signals to a large mound of papers.
                          
Melina slightly sighs.
                          
"Have any of you seen Mr.Black or Potter?" She asks us.
                          
"Only at dinner, Professor." Melina replies.
                          
"I see. If those two don't show soon. They both will be receiving another detention." She states as she pauses while going through the paper stack in front of herself.
                          
"We'll get started now." Melina and I sit down the closet desks to the window. Grey clouds fill the sky.
                          
Roughly an half of an hour has passed, and finally Sirius and James come stumbling in. Each laughing and sharing some jokes.
                          
"You're late." Professor McGonagall hisses.
                          
"Uh- Sorry Professor." James says to her.
                          
"Never mind that. Just go help those two." She flicks a finger in our direction.
                          
I groan and roll my eyes as Sirius now approaches us.
                          
"Hello again." He gestures to papers.
                          
"What are we doing?"
                          
"Placing Runes." Melina replies with a sour tone.
                          
He sits from across from us and starts doing his fair share of the work.
                          
"This is lame." James states as he sits down.
                          
"Yeah. Well better shut up." I snap at James.
                          
That kept those two quiet for the rest of the detention.