Y/N has always been part of the Marauders—not invited, not added, but embedded. The only girl in a group that’s been inseparable since first year at Hogwarts College. Back then, she hid behind fuzzy, untameable curls, braces, thick glasses, and clothes two sizes too big. She was brilliant—top of every class, sharp-minded and unapologetically nerdy—while her best friends lived for rule-breaking and rebellion. Sirius Black and James Potter weren’t playful troublemakers; they were dangerous. Rich, reckless, magnetic. Quidditch legends with reputations for leaving chaos and bodies in their wake. Men people admired from a distance and feared up close. Yet with Y/N, they were different—quieter, possessive, instinctively protective. She was theirs in a way that never needed words.