#p: problem solving

"I mean I never met Adrasia, man," he sighed, leaning back in his seat and propping his feet up on the coffee table. "I don't know a whole lot of other people 'round here that I actually like enough for this. So are we going with Adrasia, is that who you want?"

At this current time in Marlene's life, she would need more than two hands to count all her problems. There was the fighting with Dorcas, the possible problematic relationship brewing between her and Alec, the never ending silence going on between her and Marcus, and an endless list of other things that were starting to give her a headache the longer she thought about it. But the one problem that needed her immediate attention was her Quidditch crisis. Marlene had never missed a Quidditch match since she joined the team in third year. She never missed a chance to destroy other teams on the pitch and usually tried to be on her best behavior purely for the opportunity to play. But her potions grade had been slipping lately and since she never got the chance to pull them back up, mostly because her assigned tutor was a total bitch, and the other night Flitch caught her outside Gryffindor Tower after curfew and took her straight to McGonagall's office. The head of Gryffindor had no choice but to punish Marlene, despite all of the young blonde's protests.

If the fact that Marlene was being forced to sit out during one of the most important Quidditch matches of the season wasn't bad enough, now she had to fess up to her wrong doings to James. She knew he was probably going to be disappointed in her. The last thing Marlene wanted was for Captain James Potter to chew her out. Nevertheless, she trudged off to the locker room and waited 'til everyone else on the team left before approaching the dark haired boy.