PRESENT .90
JUNE 30th 1978
The Marauders had a carriage to themselves. James had to go on Prefect rounds with the others, but he wanted to spend some time with his friends, in the Hogwarts Express for the very last time.
“I can’t believe this is it,” he said sadly.
“I know. Seven years, and I never thought it would ever be the last,” Sirius said.
They sat there silently for a while, enjoying each other’s company, and thinking about their separate memories from the past seven years.
A knock, and the door opened. Lily.
“Come on James, we should do rounds,” she said apologetically.