Pay Attention Jauregui! (Harry Potter!AU)

Chapter 1

This is another story that I enjoy and I know you guys may too. It's lighter than the other stories I converted. I won't convert it all at once, the chapters are pretty long. But It's completed by the original writer. Enjoy.

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Lauren Jauregui smoothed down her Ravenclaw tie and glanced down from the Astronomy Tower casually as the long line of awed and in some cases terrified first years filed through into the famed great hall of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

A small smile found its way across her lips and pushing her glasses back up, she glanced across to her best friend, Normani Kordei.

"Mani, you do realize that as a Prefect, you're meant to be down there helping the newbie's get oriented in this place?"

The Latina felt compelled to remind her friend of this, even though she knew it was more likely for Hagrid to start dancing a jig on the dining table than it was for the dark girl to actually embrace her new responsibility.

Rolling her dark eyes, the Slytherin glanced over the edge of the window frame Lauren was sitting on and shrugged.

"They look just fine from up here Lo, besides I don't see why I had to get stuck with Prefect duty anyway. You and Dinah managed to dodge it easily enough!"

Lauren raised a delicate eyebrow and smirked.

"That's because Dinah and myself are Quidditch Captains... plus for some reason McGonagall thought that maybe, just maybe, a touch of responsibility would instill some sense into you, personally I think she's mad."

Normani narrowed her eyes as her arms crossed over her chest petulantly.

"Just because we're friends doesn't mean I won't push you off the Astronomy Tower, Jauregui!"

Lauren just laughed and went back to taking in the scene below her, they were just starting their seventh and final year at Hogwarts and despite her academic prowess, her heart just wasn't in it. Only her best friend knew where her soul truly lay, and that was on the Quidditch field. Completely unbidden her eyes found themselves locked on the towers of the pitch and if she just closed them, she could hear the applause, smell the air rushing past her, hear the whiz of the bludger...her eyes snapped open abruptly at her friends snigger.

"That's tragic Lo, seriously you think about Quidditch the way I think about DJ. Don't get me wrong, it's great you love something that much but...don't you think maybe you should get out there and just get laid before you let your Father push you into his muggle accounting business?"

Regretfully, the inner glow she felt whenever she thought about the sport faded under the yoke of resignation and duty her father had literally lay upon her, swallowing the stone of panic that lodged in her throat, her shoulders twitched unconsciously and she studiously avoided the dark girl's gaze so as to dodge the questions she knew were brewing.

Her relationship with her parents was complicated, they were muggle born and if not for the legality of her magical schooling, they would have ignored the fact she was a witch. As it was, they had agreed to support her through the education on the understanding that she then devote her life to being as 'normal' as she could, be which meant attending college and working at her father's accountancy firm.

Normani knew how much Lauren lived for a sport she hadn't heard of until six years ago and did her best to encourage that love. She also knew that in her opinion, Lauren's parents were idiotic, small minded bigots but...it was however easy for her coming from a magical family, to judge others too harshly and so she offered an ear when Lauren wanted to talk, but otherwise tried to hold her tongue, not an easy task, so when her friend took a deep breath and changed the subject Normani let her...for now anyway.