"You know, Moony, that was a pretty good vacation." James said as he slung his last suitcase onto his shoulder.

"Yeah," Peter agreed, "I mean, it wasn't woodworking or anything, but it was pretty fun."

Sirius rolled his eyes as he shut the cabin door behind them for the last time. "What are you talking about, Wormtail? You got beaten by waves, stung by hornets, and you got poison oak twice. You suck."

"Actually, the itching was a pleasant sensation..."

"Come on kids, the international floo network closes in half an hour...and I tend to get lost," Mr. Lupin admitted, hanging his head a bit.

"Oh, Max, we'll be fine," Mrs. Lupin said reassuringly.

"You know," Sirius said later, as they approached the Wizarding Embassy, "I think I've got a plan."

"God save us all," Remus muttered.

"Next year, instead of hurling oranges at the Slytherins when they come to breakfast, I'm gonna try lemons!"

"How will that make a difference?" Remus asked.

Sirius shot him a dirty look, and he was silenced.

"Guys, I almost forgot to tell you!" James suddenly squealed, "My Mum and I are going to Boston in a week, and you guys get to come!"

No! Remus thought, The world will never again be righted.

A/N: Oh, it has been so wonderful! All good things, however, must come to an end, and we didn't want to wear out our welcome. So adieu, mon gateaus!