"Who is she?" Harry asked, looking at the picture stuck to Sirius' wall. He looked directly at the girl with a white streak of hair on the left side of her face.
Remus and Sirius shared a solemn look, thinking back to their Hogwarts days.
"Quinn Mar...
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Quinn March was what they called a free spirit. She strolled around the halls of Hogwarts without a care in the world.
She always walked around with flower crowns that she made herself, sometimes you could even spot other people. If anyone had a flower crown there was no doubt that it was made by Quinn.
With flowers sewed into the cuffs of her robes, brightening her clothes up. She had a way of doing that - brightening things up.
These were just a few reasons why James became pretty much head over heels for her.
He watched as the Gryffindor prefect told the newest first years to follow Remus and herself towards their common room.
"You're drooling" Sirius said and James snapped his head towards his friend.
"I was not"
"Yeah you were Prongs"
"Shut up Padfoot, you too Wormtail"
"I didn't say anything"
"No but you were thinking it"
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"The boys dormitories are too the left and the girls dormitories are too the right. First year dormitories are on the first floor and you'll find your name on the room you'll be staying in" Quinn explained to the first years.
"Your trunks will already be in your rooms. If you have any problems you can come to either Quinn March" Remus pointed to her and then himself "Or myself, Remus Lupin"
The crowd of first years separated and walked towards the stairs excited to find their dormitories and roommates.
The two prefects sat on the couch, paitently waiting for their friends to arrive.
"You should go to bed" Quinn said to Remus. The full moon was just a few days away and it was starting to take effect "I'll tell them that you already went up"
"I'm fine" Remus waved it off "I'll just rest my eyes for a few seconds" He rested his head on her shoulder and watched the fire.
A few minutes passed and the portrait door opened and the rest of the Gryffindor house walked in. It was the first day back and everyone wanted sleep before classes, so they all went straight to bed.
That wasn't the case for the Maurauders. They walked over to the pair on the couch.
