The years passed, and the eight friends were now graduates of their seventh year with NEWTS in hand, ready to face the adult Wizarding World.

They all sat around a table in the Three Broomsticks, and discussed their futures.

"Prongs and I are going into Auror Training next month." Sirius proudly announced once James had arrived with his girlfriend, Lily Evans.

Earlier during their seventh year, Lily became more willing to understand James, and in return, James tried to be more mature so she would be proud of him. "Well, that's a relief." Lily said once she sat next to James. "So, Raven, what are you going to do?"

When everyone turned towards the Ravenclaw, she blushed furiously and hid her head by leaning against Conor's shoulder. "Well, umm I..."

Conor chuckled, and kissed her cheek before telling everyone for her. "Ollivander has accepted her as his Assistant. She's going to be learning how to make wands after the end of the summer."

"Why the end of the summer?" Remus asked, curious about what could possibly make Michaela so shy.

Michaela held up her hand, and no one noticed what was different until Lily squealed "You two are engaged!" Michaela blushed until she resembled a cherry in color.

"We're having the wedding in June. All of you have to come." Conor said once everyone was quiet again.

"So what will you be doing, Badger?" Lily asked.

"I am going to be the reserve Keeper for the Wimbourne Wasps."

James snorted into his butterbeer. "Wimbourne Wasps? Good luck. I hear that Ludo Bagman's on the team now."

Conor grimaced "Yeah, I almost forgot about him. Good thing that I'm reserve, eh?"

Mary smiled "And you'll be up against me soon." The diminutive Slytherin giggled, and everyone looked at her, wondering what she would say next. "What? I'm just going to be playing for the Holyhead Harpies! It's not that evil, me playing as a Beater."

Michaela snorted "Yup. Very glad I turned down the Keeper position now." She turned to Peter and leaned on the table "So, Wormtail. What are you going to be doing?"

"I don't know, I was thinking about helping Professor Dumbledore with the Order." Peter shrugged.

Andrew sighed "I didn't do too well on my NEWTS, but Professor Dumbledore wants me to help with the Order as well, so I might be going undercover along with Moony. We've got jobs to do to get some information on Riddle." Everyone knew that it was a bad idea to say Lord Voldemort in any conversation, even if they did not fear him.

Michaela was curious as to why one member of the group had not spoken about their future. "Lily, what are your plans?"

"I'm going to be doing charms work and curse-breaking for Dumbledore. That and Potioneering when I have a spare moment."

"So half of us are just working for the Order, two are going to be Quidditch players, two Aurors, and one Apprentice Wandcrafter. Aren't we the mixed bag?" Conor joked as he finished his third butterbeer.

After a few more laughs, the group went their separate ways, and Michaela knew that all of the friends in the picture they took at her wedding with Conor, that some of them wouldn't survive the war, but those that did would remember.