Author's Note: The first of 125 drabbles! Hopefully I get that far, anyway. Basically a lot of this is from my headcannon about Marlene McKinnon, since we don't know a lot about her character. Please review and enjoy!
Reflection
May, 1978
The end of the school year was quickly approaching, and for Marlene and her friends that meant their Hogwarts education was coming to a close. An unwillingness to go to class had gripped hold of Marlene, and she spent many hours beside the Black Lake in an attempt to avoid the fact that soon she would be leaving for good. She was sure that many other seventh years felt the same way, for it was no uncommon for her to have a few companions. Today, it looked like, she had James Potter.
"Finally had enough of Binns?" Marlene asked with a smile as her friend joined her by the water.
"I walked right out the door and he didn't even notice." The History of Magic professor was seemingly unaware to the fact that he bored his students to death. He became so involved in his lectures and readings that he almost always failed to notice when a student was sleeping, talking, or left the room. Either that or he didn't care.
While James was rolling up the ends of his uniform pants so he could stick his feet in the water along with Marlene, the blond studied the water closely. It was perfectly still today, but she thought about the creatures down below. Could they see her? What were they like? She had always wondered. It was then that James who, no matter how old he got, would always be self-absorbed to the point of ridiculousness, began fixing his hair by looking at his reflection in the lake.
"Lily told me a story once," Marlene began with a smile," about this man, he was Greek or something. Anyway, this man, his name was Narcissus, was walking by a pond when he stopped to take a drink. When he stopped, he saw his reflection in the water and fell in love with it. I don't quite remember what happened after, but he died by that pond staring at his reflection. The idiot was so thick he thought it was a different person or something. I think you're Narcissus." Marlene let out a giggle, which was quickly interrupted by the sensation of falling and a splash of cold water.
"Piss off, Mar," James joked when his friend resurfaced for air.
"I bloody hate you, James Potter," Marlene laughed as she pulled him in. "I thought you might like to join me though."
"My hair!" he screeched, only proving Marlene's point further.
"Narcissus," Marlene called as she pulled herself out of the water and quickly ran away.