Katherine O'Brian, more commonly known to the population of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry as "Kit", was quite the hell raiser. She wasn't exactly popular, but people knew her by association. She spent most of her time with a group of Gryffindors led by Kayne Rittner. She didn't mind attention, when she was doing something worth it. For instance... This morning, slipping a potion into the pumpkin juice of Alexander Nott that turned him purple. Unfortunately, she hadn't realized that she didn't bring her wand with her... And that was why she was racing through the halls with Nott following somewhat closely behind. He was much larger than her, with longer legs, but Kit was a rather fast little bugger. She was an escape artist of sorts; the girl always managed to find some sort of trouble, but she always miraculously got out of it. Of course, she supposed that came with being a part of the group known as the marauders. Everybody knew that ninety percent of the time, they were up to no good. It was one of the many reasons she got along with them so well. The friendship had begun with Kayne, who had become an older brother of sorts to her, and it wasn't long before they met the Hufflepuff girl, and of course the Slytherin boy that Kit was constantly butting heads with. They fought a lot, but he was still one of her closest friends. Kit was a fairly pretty girl, standing just an inch over five feet with a slim, rather wispy frame that was perfect for the position of seeker. She had dark brown hair that fell in soft curls down her back, with velvety grey eyes that had specks of forest green in them. Her skin was a cream color, with freckles dotting the bridge of her small, button nose and high cheekbones. A full, bow shaped mouth finished the look, making her appear almost sweet and innocent. However, she was quite the opposite. No, she was one of the biggest pranksters in the school. She turned around a corner, and ran straight into a rather tall guy. She grabbed his arms to steady herself, sighing lightly when she looked up, seeing that it was her Slytherin friend. Great, now she was probably going to get scolded for forgetting her wand. It was almost annoying how overprotective all of them could be at times. Then again, she did have a knack for finding trouble. When she heard Nott's footsteps coming closer, she knew that she had to act fast. She yanked Sirius into a little crevice behind a gargoyle, putting her hand over his mouth. It was a little uncomfortable being so close to him (particularly because it brought back memories of the previous year when she'd gotten drunk at a party and dragged him up onto a table with her and snogged him senseless in front of everybody) but she'd rather have that than get detention for fighting. ~ Kayne Rittner was sitting in the library, half dozed off near the window with his feet up on the table in front of him. It had been a long night, especially for someone who was used to getting a rather large amount of sleep. However, it was their seventh year... And he did want to please his parents. There was no way he was going to do that unless he got Outstandings in all of his classes, potions included. It wasn't that Slughorn didn't like him, but... Well, he just really didn't find any interest in it. He did okay, but the homework was just so dull. He didn't mind actually making the potions in class, where there was always the possibility of someone blowing something up, but sitting there listing off ingredients? Ugh... However, it was at least a Saturday, so he could relax. Besides, he'd gotten his weekend homework done already... Kayne actually looked rather peaceful while he was asleep, which was much different than usual. He always had so much energy, but then again, it was difficult not to have energy when one had the friends that he did. It still amazed him that he'd managed to befriend three people that were in different houses than him. As a pureblood, he knew as well as anybody that the houses usually didn't mind much. However, he found that his favorite people were in Gryffindor, Slytherin, and Hufflepuff. It was amusing, to say the least, and the teachers certainly liked it. He let out a soft snore as he leaned back, his head falling over the wooden back of the seat. His shaggy, dark blonde hair fell loosely in front of his eyes, but the shaggy look was kind of his signature look. He was a rather tall guy, standing at almost six feet tall, with a broad frame. He was, after all, a beater on the Quidditch team. He had dark brown eyes the color of the sea, with slightly tanned skin from being on the field so much. He was an attractive guy and he knew it... Not that he really did much about it. No, he was usually pretty busy being entertained by his friends, and he wasn't really one for meaningless sex. Honestly, he'd had a few semi-serious girlfriends, but it never really amounted to anything. The last girlfriend he'd had was during fifth year. He didn't mind, though... None of them were okay with the fact that he spent so much time with his hufflepuff friend (while the other two were off arguing and trying to kill each other), and he wasn't about to ditch one of his closest friends. Besides, when he wasn't with his friends he was studying -big surprise there- or playing on the Ravenclaw Quidditch team as a beater. He didn't really have time for a girlfriend, unless he ditched his friends. Sighing, Kayne stood up as he finally realized that he wasn't going to get back into his deep sleep. He headed out of the library, walking down to the Great Hall for food.