Epilogue: Funeral
I watched as their caskets lowered into the ground. I did not say a word to anyone. Not to McGonagall, Snape, or even Dumbledore. After everyone had gone, I stayed outside with my friends. After all, they had stayed with me... Why shouldn't I stay with them?
I felt a hand touch my shoulder and I turned around... It was James! But he was there for only a moment. He smiled lightly and disappeared from sight.
"What will I do now? I'm alone in this world. My parents are dead. You were my only family." I asked softly.
"Harry..." another voice said. I whirled around, searching for the owner of the voice. There wasn't anyone there. But... Harry? What about Harry? Is this what I am to do now? Protect Harry? I looked at their graves. It hit me then... I finally understood.
September 1st, 1993 - The Hogwarts Express
Moony, Wormfoot, Padfoot, and Prongs. Lily was there too. Sometimes I dream about them but they are only dreams. They aren't real. The truth is: The Marauders are dead. They're dead. They won't ever come back! But I have to go forward. Harry... I am not his father or even his godfather. But I know that our paths will meet. I have to protect him.
I looked down at the boy lying on the ground. He was shaking. Then in a small voice that only I could hear he said, "Mom... No..."
I shuddered slightly and he awoke soon after the dementor had gone. We arrived at Hogwarts later. I watched Harry as he walked with his friends to the carriages.
"Harry... If anything happens to you, I'll be alone in this world again. I won't let anything happen to you because I'll protect you." I whispered to no one.
~ ~Author's Note ~ ~
Hey everyone... This is the end! I don't really like the finished product but I'll probably fix it later. It seems a TEENY bit OOC because protecting Harry sounds more like Sirius. Oh well.... Reviews would be nice..