Dementors

It was half past seven when the door to the Gryffindor common room opened. Two teenage boys came stumbling in, wearing some unfamiliar band-shirt and both half asleep.
"Honestly, Prongs, Muggles have the coolest things ever. I need one of those bikes. We should've just taken it." Sirius Black told his best friend before yawning dramatically.
James merely nodded and made his way over to the stairs leading to the dormitory. Sirius followed, talking non-stop about the black motorcycle they had seen that night.
"You two will end up in Azkaban, some day." Came the sudden voice of Lily Evans.
The two boys squealed and jumped around. Lily Evans, Head Girl, sat in a cosy armchair next to the fire, reading a book. She gave them a disapproving look before returning her attention to her book.
James grinned at his friend and spoke; "If you were a Dementor, I'd become a criminal, just so you could kiss me."
Sirius high-fived his friend and rushed up the stairs before Lily could throw anything at James and accidentally hit Sirius.

Not long after, James joined his friend in their dorm, a nasty red mark on his cheek.
"Never going to work, is it?" James asked Sirius in a hushed tone.
Sirius nodded. "Never going to work."

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