"It was a great seven years, guys. I wouldn't change a minute of it."
"Hey, what about the time you changed Padfoot's hair to orange that one Charms class in the fifth year? I think he'd change that."
"Yeah! God, that was so humiliating. I still have to kill you for that, Prongs."
"Great job, Moony, you shouldn't have brought it up."
"Sorry. Er ― what about that time when Wormtail wet himself?"
"Hey!"
"Didn't that happen several times?"
"Padf―!"
"Ew, wait, what?"
"Oh, sorry, Lily. We forgot there are certain things girls don't like talking about."
"James, I think there are certain things no one likes talking about, this included."
"Fine, then. Let's switch our discussion to a more appropriate venue, shall we?"
"Like that time when you wrote 'Git' and drew a mustache on Snape's face with permanent ink in the third year?"
"Oh yeah, it was there for a whole month before he could get it off."
"Hey, that was you, James? I should've known."
"Don't blame me, it was Padfoot's idea. And Moony was the one who gave us the ink."
"Leave me out of this!"
"How'd we get him to fall asleep like that again?"
"I think it was Wormtail who sang the lullaby."
"What? No way!"
"Admit it, Wormtail."
"Actually, I find it hard to believe that anything that comes out of Wormtail's mouth could be soothing enough to fall asleep to. I'd be writhing in pain."
"Haha. Very funny, Padfoot."
"Ugh, boys."
"Come on, Lily. You could act like one too, if you tried. Thought it would rub off a bit, after you hung out with us so much."
"I think I'll stay out of that one."
"That's why you're dating Prongs, huh?"
"Yes, Remus, that's exactly why. Because I'm a girl."
"Hey, remember when we charmed Padfoot's stash of dungbombs through the Ravenclaw girls's dormitory window?"
"Oh, man. How many detentions did we get for that one?"
"Three Saturdays in a row."
"I wouldn't have gotten any if a certain someone hadn't let slip that I had anything to do with it."
"I'm sorry, Moony!"
"You should be, Wormtail."
"If I could change something, it'd be when the three of you dangled me out of the tower window!"
"Come on, Wormtail, we needed some bait for threstrals."
"Oh, was that what it was for? When was that, fourth year?"
"Yep."
"Hey, at least we didn't drop you."
"Well, you nearly did, when McGonagall caught sight…"
"How many detentions was that?"
"Every evening for two weeks."
"Okay, okay, guys. Sheesh. It was a great seven years. Skim over the rough parts, but otherwise, I wouldn't change a minute of it."