The second person is Sirius Black. Oh, how I hate him. For the first year of Hogwarts, all he would do would tease me. It seemed like everything I did, everything about me, was subject to a joke by him.

I sat silently while they piled makeup onto my face. I scrunched my eyebrows over and over again, amazed at how heavy my face felt. After what seemed like hours, Chloe finally dropped the blush she was applying and stood proudly in front of me. "I think we're done," she announced with a smirk.