Jail Guitar Doors
"Hello Hogwarts, good-bye mum's hippie van!" Suzie Donnelly cried, dropping her luggage.
"Suzie!" shouted James Potter, yelping and pointing to his crushed foot under all of her belongings.
"Oh! I'm sorry James!" she lifted everything off his foot.
"You spent the entire Christmas vacation traveling Europe with your mother in her van?" scoffed Sirius. He was into the whole cocky bastard thing when he was trying to catch a girl's attention, especially Suzie's.
"Yes, it was hell. Although, I must say those guys in Romania were quite lovely…" she lifted one eyebrow at Sirius to challenge him. He ignored her and looked straight at Suzie's older sister, Lucy who was speeding towards them.
"Guess who just asked me out?" Lucy's normally pale and lifeless complexion was a peachy, healthy pink and her eyes were lively again instead of bored and wistful.
"George." Replied Suzie, shoving a piece of gum into her mouth.
Lucy put her hands on her hips. "How did you know?"
Suzie shrugged. "He asked me if it was okay."
"What'd you say?"
"I said: 'you just be sure to fuck her good otherwise she might complain about it to me'. Is that okay?" Lucy gasped and ran off to try to explain Suzie's actions to George Carmichael, a studious Huffelpuff in Lucy's year.
"Back and as vulgar as ever." Lily Evans rolled her eyes at her best friend.
"Back and as prudish as ever." She snapped back.
"Girls, girls. Why can't we just get along?" joked Remus casually.
"You should be happy that we're bickering. If women weren't so catty and didn't hate each other so much they'd take control of the world and would lock all unsuitable men in caves and would only release them during breeding season." Suzie said mildly.
There was mind-numbing silence. The sky flip-flopped from a hazy, robin egg blue to a steal, cool grayish-blue. Slippery snowflakes began to flutter downwards onto the world below. There was no one left, only Lily, James, Sirius, Remus, Suzie, and Peter.
"What're we doing out here?" Peter asked, mostly to himself.
Remus adjusted his glasses. "I assume it's your sub-conscious. You see, going into Hogwarts would symbolize and end, or an end around the corner. Everyone except Sirius and Suzie are seventeen, so we're all adults. We'll be making our own decisions soon enough, there will be no more Hogwarts, only each other. And to be quite frank, considering each of our paths, it is highly unlikely that we'll all make it through life all being well and best friends."
"So, Remus, you are mainly speaking for the Marauders and yourself? It's quite rude to be speaking for Lily and I, because, unlike you and your fellow dunderheads, we are just two people, not four. The chances of us being friends throughout adulthood are greater then yours, Peter, James, and Sirius'. Sorry to see the cup half-empty rather then half-full." Suzie snapped, striding off. She pulled her coat tighter around her chin and neck, her dark brownish doused in cranberry coloring flying off behind her.