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Ravenclaw: A Narrative Fiction

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“Mars, could you pass the marmalade, please?” Without looking up from her oh-so-interesting read, the curly-haired girl slid the requested item across the table. Connie gave her friend a look which Marlene did not pay enough attention to receive. Connie huffed and began to apply a more than generous layer of marmalade to her toast. “Y'know, I really don't see how you weren't sorted into Ravenclaw.” Marlene laughed and gently shut her book, lying it upon the wood table. “Oh? And I really don't see how it's been five years and you still don't understand that Ravenclaws are more than just books. Must you continue to stereotype?” “Shut up, Marlene.” It was morning, the sun was out and shining, casting an orange glow upon the Great Hall …show more content…

“Maybe,” said James. “Although I'm not sure what Peter would do without me.” Marlene snorted. “No wonder Lily thinks you're arrogant. You act like Pettigrew would die without you telling him what to do.” “Hey, I never said that! He's a smart lad, I just think he doubts himself sometimes, that's all. He just needs someone to reassure him and that job usually falls to me,” said James. Connie said nothing as she couldn't exactly disagree with James. Peter was smart, he only fell out of league when it came to the rest of his friends, who were extremely intelligent, and exceeded in everything they did. “You know,” said Marlene, “I bet you and Sirius could be top of our class if you actually put in a bit of effort.” “Remus tries enough for the lot of us,” said James. “I wouldn't surprised if he ended up working here as a professor.” “Aw, could you imagine that?” Connie asked. “Professor Lupin. It's got a nice ring to it, doesn't it?” Marlene and James hummed their agreement, James now back to shoveling food into his open mouth, and Marlene invested in her novel once more. Connie rolled her eyes but had the faintest hint of a smirk on her face. It was good to be

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