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Marlene's POV- August 13th 3:00 pm
I anxiously tear my Hogwarts letter open like a tiger to it's prey. I have to be head girl or my mum will be disgusted with me. I keep the letter folded, staring at the ripped Hogwarts crest in front of me.
"Here goes nothing," my mind whispers to me. I slowly unfold the parchment. What awaits under the fold is my entire seventh year laid out in front of me.
"Oh my Merlin," I whisper.
James's POV- August 13th, 3:01 pm
"Oh my Merlin!" I Yell, "Padfoot, wake up, you've got to see this!"
"Five more minutessss," he whines.
"Man up and get out of bed, Pads. This is important," I throw a pillow at him.
"Ugh, tell me Prongiepoo, what could be so bloody important that I have to be woken from my beauty sleep?" Sirius's voice is groggy from sleep.
"Pads, just come see," he waltzes across the room to sit next to me.
He just stares at me. "Prongs, do you know what this means?"
Victoria's POV- August 13th, 3:15 PM
"Do you know what this means!? I'm so excited for you Lils!" I hug my best friend.
"If it means that Potter will leave me alone, then yes, I am well informed," she laughs.
"I wonder who Head Boy is!" I wiggle my eyebrows.
"It's probably Remus," she says, suddenly serious.
Although Remus is a very strong candidate for Head Boy, the thought of Lily and Remus sharing a room makes my insides feel like snakes slithering up until they reach my head and dig a hole to climb out. Not that I like Remus or anything. He's just a nice friend who happens to be very intelligent, funny, and very handsome. Not to mention that he is one of the most popular boys at Hogwarts. Yep, just a nice friend.
Remus's POV- September 1st, 10:00 am
Yep, just a nice friend. I was dreaming about Marlene again. Just a nice friend. Just a nice friend. Just a nice fri-
"Hurry up Remmy!" I flinch at the nickname. "We're going to be late sweetie," my stepmother Rosie says to me, much too kindly.
I step into Rosie's car. It has so much perfume in the air that I feel sick. "Thanks for driving me Rosie, but I can appar- take a bus you know." I almost let myself slip by saying apparate. My palms are suddenly sweaty. Rosie doesn't know that I'm a wizard. Now, she believes that I'm going from Kings Cross to St. Joseph's School for Exceptional Boys in Scotland.
"Don't worry about it hun, I'd like to see you off since your father's away," she stares ahead of her, to the road.
Uncomfortable and silent. Two words used to describe the drive to Kings Cross. As I take a seat in the marauder's usual compartment, I hope that this year will be better than the last.
Lilly's POV- September 1st, 2:00 pm
I hope that this year will be better than the last. At least since I'm Head Girl Potter will leave me alone.
"LILYYYYY!" Marlene tumbles towards me and suffocates me with a hug.
"Marlene! How was your summer? Oh I'vemissedyousomuch!" I say back, my voice muffled from her arms.
"I missed you too! My summer was fine, you know how my family can be..." Her voice drags off.
"Mar, guess what? I'm Head Girl!" I beam.
"Oh, that's great Lils. I'm so happy for you," she says quietly. I wonder what's up with her.
"OH MY MERLIN LILS! MAR! IM SO HAPPY TO SEE YOU TWO!" Victoria practically screams.
"Good to see you too V!" Marlene says, excited again.
"Yeah, I'm so happy to see you!" I yell back.
Suddenly there's a crash in the compartment next door. I've heard about a dark wizard called Voldemort that is rumored to be rising to power. Could his followers, the "Death Eaters" be the cause of the crash? I feel goosebumps poke at my arms. Suddenly I feel trapped, like the walls are closing in on me. My breaths turn shallow and shaky.
"Lils, are you okay?" Vic asks.
"I think I need some air," I manage to choke out.
"Do you want me to come with you?" Marlene says.
"No, I'm fine," I say.
"But last year-" Vic starts.
"I said I'm fine!" I snap at her. This same thing happened last year but I fainted in the compartment. That won't happen again. I won't let it happen.
I quickly slide the door open, partially embarrassed about my outburst. I hear a low voice yell "SECTUMSEMPRA!" And a scream. Then all I see is black.
