I sighed. It was going to be official. And about time too. I knew when I wasn't needed anymore.
Christmas had been quiet. We had decided not to slip Polyjuice to the professors, and Remus had gone home.
The day after Christmas, I started planning.
0o0o0
Dear Marauders, I started.
It's been an amazing four and a half years by your side, pranking the school. We've had some amazing times, and nothing will ever replace you, wherever and whenever I am. I'm sorry for this sudden departure, but I don't have a use for Hogwarts anymore at the time being. Most of my dream careers don't require a full education, and I don't want to miss out.
I guess this is goodbye, for the time being.
Moony, best of luck with Pads and the transformation and your schedule and your Time Turner and everything else. It's been a hell of a ride and I'll probably miss you most of all because of what we've been through.
Wormtail, there's not much I can say. You're more talented than you think. Keep trying, and you'll be fine. You became an animagus, for crying out loud!
Padfoot, best of luck with Moony, mate. Take care of him, because if I find out you're being a stupid prick I'm coming back to kick your arse.
Prongs, don't give up on Evans. She's not as repulsed by you as you think. You have a chance. Say hi to her when you get the chance. As with Pete, don't give up. You'll get her eventually.
Yours,
Lupa the Fifth Marauder
I sighed, taking the letter and folding it up. "Take this to Remus Lupin," I instructed my owl. "Immediately."
Roman nodded, taking the note in his beak and flying off.
I returned to packing my stuff.
