I HATE them. I absolutely, most definitely hate their guts.

There is only one good thing about them and that is, oh wait let me think…NOTHING!

They are so infuriating! I mean all they do is saunter around thinking they are so great and all, but that aren't, and that is the truth.

Well now that I got that out of my system I should tell you who I am talking about.

Those infuriating people from above, yeah those are the marauders. They are a group of 4 boys that have no consideration, well except for maybe one; I guess he is pretty decent.

But that is not the point. The point is they torment me every day.

They as in; Sirius Black, James Potter, Peter Pettigrew, and Remus Lupin. They are the bane of my existence, the nightmares that haunt me at night, the fly's that won't go away, the...the…well I think you get my point.

Anyways, usually I wouldn't rant like this, well I mean I guess I would, but usually it isn't this bad. I swear.

But these marauders did something that is unforgivable. They did a horrendous crime, and now I am afraid to show my face. That crime was…wait I don't know if I really should tell you.

But at the same time there really is no reason why I shouldn't tell you. I think I will. But before I start you must want to know why they hate me.

Well the hate began when I "embarrassed" Sirius Black. But believe he was just being dramatic. This was during our 4th year (we are now in our 7th year…dramatic I tell you the conversation went basically like this:

"So, what's your name?" Sirius asked in an attempt to woo me.

I looked up from my plate of food and swallowed the mouthful of food I had.

"Um, my name is Carma, Carma Bowers. I've been in your classes for like the past year."

He had a blank look.

I shook my head.

"Never mind. Now what do you want?"

"I want to get to know you, if you know what mean." He said as he raised his eyebrows.

I looked around the great hall.

I noticed his friends sitting a few seats down, "minding their own business". But then it occurred to me, why would he want me. I mean trust me I knew I wasn't ugly, but I wasn't necessarily gorgeous. Also I didn't think I was his type. Did he think I was easy? Or desperate maybe?

"Well as…nice as that offer was I am going to have to refuse. Sorry but I am just not interested."

Sirius's jaw dropped. I almost thought it was going to hit the table.

"Wh…what did you just say?"

It was obvious he wasn't used to rejection.

"Are you deaf? I said I wasn't interested."

After that was said his friends got involved and some words were exchanged, and well one thing leads to another.

So now we are back to where I started. This was when the marauders ruined my life.

It all started as a typical morning.

Get up, put on the uniform, go eat, and then off to class.

Everything was going smoothly, besides the fact that the marauders kept looking at me and laughing. But who was I to think something was out of the ordinary. Anyways I went on my way to wander a bit before my class.

Soon it was time for me to get to class. So I turned to go up the flight of stairs to go to a shortcut I knew that would make it so I wasn't late to my charms class. But unfortunately I was met with Sirius standing there. So instead of dealing with him I decided to risk being late.

So I turned to go the other way, but Sirius called my name.

"Hey Carma, wait up!"

I let out an impatient sigh and I tuned to him.

"What?" I asked.

But I didn't expect him to be there so fast. Before I knew it my bag with all my stuff was snatched from my hands and was dropped over the railing.

"NO!" I yelled and I went to grab it.

But that is what he expected I guess. Because when I reached for it James and Peter were sitting on brooms with duct tape in their hands. They grabbed my wrists and pulled me halfway over the ledge. They then taped my wrists to the railing. When they finished they handed Sirius the tape and taped my legs.

I had wondered why no one was there to help, but I realized they were in class.

Now what a sight I was.

"YOU THRE LET ME DOWN RIGHT NOW!" I tried to threatened, but I guess it wasn't that affective seeing as I was tied up.

They stood there LAUGHING at me! This just ignited my fury.

"DAMMIT LET ME THE HELL GO!"

"Now why *gasp* would we *gasp* do that?" James asked between laughter.

"Because I…I…" I had nothing which made them laugh harder. What a predicament.

Now you are probably thinking, 'oh that's it?' Well nope it's not. It gets worse. They decided to do my makeup and hike up my skirt, and by hike up I mean they flipped it up so my underwear was exposed.

And of course with my luck I choose a childish pair of underwear and it looked ridiculous.

And the icing on my cake of embarrassment is when class was let out and students crowded around to point and laugh.

I sat with people laughing at me for about 10 minutes till a teacher set me free. But by then the boys were long gone. So here I am today ranting, while hiding away in my dorm room under my covers. I will tell you when I decide to come out.