Epilogue:


"Oy, Frank," Adam asked idly on the Hogwarts Express. "You spent those fifty Galleons yet?"

Frank shook his head. "Nah. Figure I'll wait until Diane's birthday," he said, grinning at his girlfriend, who was curled up against his side, resting her head on his shoulder.

Diane beamed up at him. "Sweetheart," she murmered, kissing him softly.

"Aww," Melissa said.

"Urgh," Matt muttered.

Rebecca rolled her eyes. "Ignore him," she said to Frank and Diane. "He's twelve, his idea of courtship is pulling on a girl's pigtails."

"Hey!" Matt said in an injured tone of voice. "I'll be thirteen in a few weeks!"

"Don't worry, Matt," Remus said reassuringly. "--if you want to see something disgusting, look at Sirius and Arabella."

Matt obediently looked over, where Sirius and Arabella were happily snogging. "Ugh!" Matt exclaimed, making a face.

"Now that's disgusting," Remus agreed.

"Could be worse, though," Peter pointed out. "At least they're not fighting."

"I almost wish they were," Adam remarked ruefully. "Might make the train ride home a little more interesting. Still, though--not a bad way to end my time at Hogwarts. We won the Cup, I passed with a decent amount of N.E.W.Ts...and most importantly, we beat Slytherin by a mile."

"But next year they'll be even more determined to win," Rebecca said mournfully. "And we'll have to train a new Keeper."

Adam waved a hand. "Pfft. Evans was green too, and look how well she turned out."

"Yeah," Melissa agreed. "She's been great all year...and to think, we almost didn't get her onto the team."

"Remember the fighting over her?" Remus said with a grin. "I thought Arabella was going to strangle the lot of you with her bare hands."

At the mention of her own name, Arabella finally pulled away from Sirius. "What? What are we talking about?"

"The beginning of the year," Peter explained, only snickering a little. "When Lily didn't want to play Quidditch, and you were about to strangle the lot of us."

Sirius laughed. "Yeah, you were pretty crazy, love--"

"I was not!" Arabella insisted. "I was just defending my friend--"

"Oh, come on," Sirius said. "You were just doing it to drive me batty--"

"Here they go," Matt muttered.

"Contrary to popular belief, Black," Arabella said loftily, folding her arms, "--you are not the center of the universe."

"Oh now, don't get like this--"

"Like what, exactly?"

Adam leaned back in his chair, folding his hands behind his head and sighing with satisfaction. "Now, that's more like it," he declared, then frowned. "Hey, wait a minute. Where is Evans? And Potter?"

"They're off somewhere, snuggling," Peter replied distractedly. "Think Arabella'll slap him this time?"

"I hope so," Adam said. "I could use the entertainment."


"So...we finally get together, after months of me pining after you...and the school year is ending," James said gloomily.

Lily smiled up at him, her arms wrapped around his neck. "The year has technically already ended, James," she pointed out mildly. "Points have been tallyed up--"

"--we won the House Cup--"

"--grades have been given out--"

"--and none of us flunked--"

"--and we're off on the train, going back home."

"Home," James sighed. "An empty house for me, and a rotten sister for you. Wonderful."

"It won't be so bad," Lily said.

James stared at her as if she were insane. "I finally get you to fall for me, we're finally a couple, and we have to split up for the summer. Why aren't you more upset about this?"

Lily leaned up and kissed him gently on the mouth. "Two words, sweetheart: Floo Network."

James blinked. "Your parents'll let you?"

"Yeah, I think they will. Course, that means you'll have to meet them."

James blinked again. "Er, right. Your dad...he's not...like...mean, is he?"

Lily considered it. "Don't know. I never had a boyfriend before."

James grinned and kissed her. "You know, I still can't believe it's all real? You and me...the Cup...both Cups..."

Lily kissed him, slowly, gently. "Believe it," she whispered.

A fourth-year walked by and groaned. "Oy, get a room!"

"Piss off!" Lily and James yelled back.


"You know, you really need help for this gambling thing, Frank," Lily and Arabella said as everyone got off the train.

Frank looked non-plussed. "Why? I keep winning!" He waved his free arm. "Oy! Mum!"

James, standing behind them, blinked. "Is--is his mother wearing a hat with a vulture on it?" he asked, bewildered.

"Yes," Arabella said matter-of-factly. She turned around and hugged Lily abruptly. "God, I'm going to miss you."

Lily scoffed, although her eyes were filled with tears. "Two words, Bella: Floo Network. We'll see each other every week. I promise."

"Okay," Bella nodded, sniffing. "Oh--blast it, I promised myself I wasn't going to cry!" She smiled tearfully at her best friend.

Sirius appeared, seemingly out of nowhere, as did the rest of the team. "Hey, guys," he said, smiling.

"It's been a hell of a year," Rebecca declared.

Lily snorted. "No kidding. And the Quidditch wasn't even half of it."

"Did I mention again how glad I am that you joined the team?" Melissa asked Lily.

Lily blushed. "You guys were already fantastic without me," she said humbly.

James kissed her hair. "Yeah, but we were even better with you."

Sirius grinned at the two of them. "You two, you know, you make a good-looking couple."

"Got that right," both of them said at the same time, then laughed.

"Lily!"

Lily turned around. Her parents were waving at her. She turned back around to her teammates. "You guys--thank you all so much. For everything."

"Next year," Matt said eagerly, "--we'll beat Slytherin by 300 points!"

Lily laughed and hugged each one of them. When she finally got to Sirius, she said, "You and I would have never worked out."

Sirius winked at her. "Guess we'll never know now, eh?"

"Oy!" James called out. "Back off, Black, or I'll break both your arms!"

"You and what army?" Sirius demanded.

Then Frank and Arabella. A big group hug this time. "You guys are the best friends I could have hoped for, you know that?" Lily whispered fiercely. "Frank, I swear, if you gamble away every Knut you have this summer, I'll kill you."

Frank scoffed. "Are you kidding me? I'm putting all my winnings in Gringotts. Investments, Evans, investments!"

Lily burst out into giggles. "You're insane."

"Don't you forget it."

Bella hugged her, hard. "Have a wonderful holiday, Lily. Don't let that idiot sister of yours get to you, okay?"

Lily hugged her back just as hard. "Don't kill Sirius during the summer, okay? We'll write every week, and we'll visit, and--" She pulled back and grinned. "What a year, Bella."

"What a year," Bella agreed.

Finally, Lily got to James. Instead of a hug, she gave him a deep, passionate kiss. When she finally pulled back, James's eyes were a little unfocused and his glasses were foggy.

Remus let out a long whistle.

Lily grinned at him. "See you soon," she whispered, picked up her bags, and walked off to her parents.

Mr. and Mrs. Evans looked downright flummoxed, and James was grinning like a fool.

"You're grinning like a fool," Remus told him.

Peter snorted. "You think he cares?"

And it had to be admitted, James didn't.

"You've got an amazing girl there, James," Adam told him, clapping his hand on James's shoulder. "Do yourself a favor, mate: don't blow it."

James looked at him and snorted. "Are you crazy? After everything it took for me to get her in the first place, you think I'm losing her now?"


Finally, all the goodbyes were said, and everyone went off with their families. Sighing as the last of his friends went off, James turned towards the car his father had sent to pick him up. "Hullo, Greeves--" he started, then stopped.

The suitcases James held dropped from his hands.

Because the person that stepped out of the driver's seat--wasn't Greeves.

"Hullo, son."

James tried to swallow, couldn't. "Hey, Dad," he managed at last.


Observing quietly from her hiding place, Lily smiled as she saw James get into the car with his father and drive off. "Thanks for the idea, Mum," she said softly. "Sending that letter to James's dad--it was brilliant."

Mrs. Evans sighed happily. "I love happy endings," she declared.

"Yes, yes, that's all well and good," Mr. Evans said, looking put-out, "--but Lily, darling, what is exactly going on with you two, anyway?"

Lily rolled her eyes good-naturedly. "He's my boyfriend, Dad, and you've got to promise to behave when he comes to visit--"

"Absolutely not," Mr. Evans declared. "I'm your father, it's my right to put that boy through utter hell. Why, it's in the job description."

Mrs. Evans merely smiled. "Don't worry, dear. I rather like the look of him anyway. Your father will come around."

"I will not, and I wish you'd stop talking about me as if I'm not here..."

The three of them walked off to the car, bickering happily.

Yes, it was looking to be a very good summer holiday, indeed.


Well, it's done. I'm not going to lie to you guys, this story has frustrated me beyond anything else. There were times where I was so frustrated, I just wanted to give up and just stop trying to finish this story that seemingly would never end. Sometimes, it was only the fear of what you guys would do to me in retaliation if I did just that, thatkept me writing.

Just kidding. (Maybe. You guys can be scary sometimes when I haven't updated.)

But in all seriousness, you guys have been fantastic. Your reviews and occassional nags are great to get, and I've loved reading every single one of those reviews and e-mails and comments on my LJ. I'm sorry it took so long, and I'm glad you kept reading and reviewing.

The end. El fin.