Disclaimer: I own everything! Mwahaha! Er...nope....sorry. I own nothing but my plot and my original characters. Please respect that. Harry Potter belongs to JK Rowling. (This is the first and last time this disclaimer will be posted in this story.)

Note: This story takes place during the Marauder's Sixth year at Hogwarts.

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She was a pretty girl, even strikingly beautiful, if it wasn't for the bitter look in her eyes. Even so, few took notice of her. It was Riley Donovan's sixth year at Hogwarts. She sat in a chair in the Gryffindor common room as her peers returned from their Hogsmeade visit. She sat still, pretending to read a book on Quidditch. However, she was no Lily Evans, and so she gave up the façade after a few short minutes. Taking the book under her arm, she walked to the girl's dormitory.

When she awoke the next day she felt different. She put on some bright red baggy pants and a grey oversized t-shirt under her robes. She looked at herself in the mirror and smirked while putting her hair in a high ponytail. She walked down to the common room and watched as everyone looked up in shock. Some of the girls whispered after her. "Oh, please. What kind of clothes are those?"

Riley turned around. "Sod off." She said. "Just because you don't have guts enough to wear 'em doesn't mean I can't." Then she walked through the door and made her way down to breakfast.

That day in her History of Magic class, she sat draped over her chair while chewing gum. The Professor ignored it for a while, but finally could take no more. "Miss Donovan." Her Professor said. "Would you please sit in your chair properly? And gum is not allowed in class."

Riley blinked lazily. "Do you expect me to swallow my gum, then?" She asked, faking innocence.

"No, no. Just...put it away, please."

"If you insist." she said, smiling sweetly and placing the gum in a wrapper.

That evening when she sat down to eat dinner four boys were watching her intently. She could feel their eyes on her so she turned and smiled at them. The one with elegant black hair and wild eyes spoke first. "What's your name?"

"I'm Riley Donovan. And you are?"

"Sirius Black." The boy said. "And this is James Potter, Remus Lupin and Peter Pettigrew."

Riley nodded. "Nice to meet you."

"You're a sixth year right?" Sirius asked.

"Yep. You too."

"Yeah. Uh....I don't remember seeing you around before."

"No. Most don't." She turned away then and took a swig of her drink. She wouldn't let her voice crack.

Sirius stood up and walked over to her, sitting across from her. "You've got style. Your clothes, and the way you act."

Riley raised an eyebrow. "Well...thanks, I think."

"Are you going out with anyone?" Sirius asked, starting to look uncomfortable.

"Nope." She said, feeling rather curious, but not showing it.

"Well, I was wondering...if you'd like to go out with me. I mean, we don't really know each other, but from what I've seen you're really cool. And you're beautiful." Sirius said firmly and with confidence.

Riley blushed. She wasn't prepared for this reaction. "I...uh...sure."