A/N: This proves once again that I should not be writing OC's. Please note that this is a gift-fic for Ailidh, based on her OC Diana and will thus have inside jokes and such. The chapters go in no particular order. I hope you enjoy, dear.
A Tempo : a directive to return to the original tempo after a deliberate deviation
Life at Hogwarts was never normal. It was definitely even more abnormal when your friends were the infamous 'Marauders' and you, yourself, were a Marauder. But then, that was just the way Diana liked it. At least life was never boring that way and Diana being Diana, boring was the ninth circle of hell for her.
The last month had definitely been anything but boring. The storm they'd weathered (and just barely survived, though Diana would never voice that truth) from Remus' latest change, all the hoopla that had happened between her and Sirius – yes, they'd definitely had an interesting month. But now, as she glanced around at all her friends goofing off and just generally being themselves and felt the warmth of Sirius' slightly sweaty palm in her own, she was starting to think that these periods of normalcy weren't quite as bad as she'd always thought they were.