Joyce sighed as she gazed at the stars. Pulling her cover snugly over her shoulders, she thought about what James had said. He had confused her; she had never even imagined liking Sirius Black, drama queen of Gryffindor, the guy she had nicknamed "Gryffindork" with her friends, Alex and Jess. Smiling slightly, she thought about them. They had met on the train, in first year, and in the span of a few hours, they had become best friends, not unlike James, Remus, Peter and Sirius. And then, all three girls had ended up in Ravenclaw, which brought them even closer than they already were. If she fell in love with the Gryffindork, she would never hear the end of it.
"Oi, Joyce, look who's here!"
Startled, Joyce lost her thought and turned around. Next to her idiot brother were standing Remus and Sirius, as well as Peter, which closed the "Marauders group" as they called themselves. Surprisingly enough, Sirius wasn't the one who looked awkward. Joyce kicked James in the leg. Howling in pain, he hopped on the spot under the amused gaze of his mates.
"Joyce!" He yelled. "What was that for?"
"That was for scaring me, you dork! You know I'm easily scared!"
"Aw, poor Joyce," scoffed Sirius. "Little ickle Joyce is easily scared!"
"And 'ickle Joyce' can also kick you so hard you wouldn't be able to sit on a broom for over a week," threatened Joyce, waving her foot near Sirius, who jumped back immediately. Joyce laughed. "Who's scared now, ickle Sirius?"
Sirius shook his head in shame and stuck his tongue out at Joyce. Ignoring him, she turned to Remus and Peter.
"Hi guys, sorry I kinda ignored you right there, but as you can see, Sirius is going baby on us."
Remus smiled. "It's all right, Joyce, we all know how Sirius can get sometimes..."
"Sometimes?" said Peter. Sirius silenced him with a dark look, making everyone else laugh.