A/N: Just a note: the times might be different. Some are a year later, some more some less… just think it's around the same time but not exactly.

Epilogue

Jane Marcella Pellerine

Just thinking about graduating, just over a year ago, certainly brought back memories of Lily and Arabella. They were the two closest friends I've ever had. But it also brought back bad memories. Memories of Luke Walker.

I never told Lily why I hadn't wanted her to date Luke. I never revealed to her my connection with Luke.

I had met Luke one summer when my family and I were vacationing in America. We were both fifteen. I had never been in a relationship. We met in a coffee shop and started talking. He had amazing charm. I was absolutely smitten with him.

He started calling me at least three times a day after that, and I trusted him more and more. He finally asked me out, and of course I said yes. I was absolutely amazed that a guy like Luke—charming, charismatic, an actor—would go out with a shy, quiet girl like me.

After we had been going out for about two weeks, he invited me to a party that was at one of his actor friends' house. I said yes. Friday night, July thirty-first, nine o'clock PM. I remember it all.

We were sitting outside in this huge backyard, under a tree. We were talking mostly, and he asked me if I was thirsty and wanted something to drink. I said sure. He came back with two drinks and handed me one. This kept going until I had had about five drinks. I was very drunk.

He began kissing me, talking to me softly. I remember the alcohol on his breath. I was totally unfocused and relaxed. I felt woozy. Then he started taking off my clothes. No one was around. I was too drunk to react. I remembered who he was—a cute, charming rich guy who could have any girl he wanted and he had picked me. I remember feeling I had to prove something to him. Prove that I—plain Jane—was worth his time.

I didn't object. I was still the whole time.

I could have been pregnant at fifteen, bearing the child of a man I did not love at all. But I wasn't. At the last minute, before it was too late, I grabbed my clothes and ran. I remember throwing up in some bushes.

Tears fall as I remember this. Maybe someday I'll tell Lily. But right now, I don't see a reason to.


Petunia Michelle Evans

I haven't seen or spoken to Lily since she came home for my wedding. I heard from Mum she got married… to another of her kind.

Even though I was the elder, I was always in Lily's shadow. In grade school, she was the outstanding student. She got top grades and recommendations, while I got the second-rate marks and 'Doesn't participate enough' or 'Needs to speak up in class'.

After Lily was accepted into Hogwarts, Mum and Dad loved her even more. She was all we ever talked about while she was away—what do you think she's doing, what classes do you think she's taking, what do you think she'll be when she grows up. There was an occasional "How was school, Petunia?"

After so long of living in Lily's shadow, I gave up. I stopped participating in those conversations, stopped pretending to be excited when she came home or had good news. Every time she visited, I was hostile while Mother and Father fawned over her. I grew distant. I showed no interest in her life. I shut my sister out.

And now that we have separate lives, I never have to confront her or her life or her success again.


James Evan Potter

There are many joys I have experienced in life. Pranks, Marauder adventures, making out with various girls, graduation, kissing Lily. But none measures up to my latest and grandest joy (except marrying Lily).

Over a year ago, Lily announced she was pregnant with my child. I was shocked, then scared, then nervous. And in the delivery room, I was in pain. Lily was squeezing the life out of my hand.

And then he came. My baby. My son. Harry James Potter. The first time I held him… I've never felt anything like it and I swear I never will. Holding my child, my flesh and blood… and I made him with Lily.

He's a few months short of a year now, my boy. He looks just like me… he's got my hair, my hands, my chin. But his eyes… his eyes are Lily's. God, they're beautiful. I never thought I could love a person this much besides Lily. He's my baby boy… who would ever have thought I would be saying that?

I have so much to be thankful for; I'm so blessed. I've got a beautiful wife that I've loved all my life who loves me back, a house, I'm alive—escaped from Voldemort twice, a job as an Auror, and a son. I could spend all day just watching him giggle. His smile lights up like only one other's.

I promise I'll always be here for you, son.


Peter Edward Pettigrew

James Potter. Sirius Black. Remus Lupin. And me.

I've always stuck out like a sore thumb. Even as a kid I didn't fit in. Always tried to blend in. Always needed someone to protect me and make me look big. Sirius, James and Remus provided that for me in school.

I don't need the protection of a couple popular, charismatic kids. I have someone better. Now I have a bigger friend. James never knew. And he never will.


Lily Marie Potter

I'm a wife and a mother now and I'm almost twenty. It's amazing. James and I are both Aurors, and so are Remus and Sirius. Caitlin works for Gringotts at a really top-notch position, what with her brains and all, and sometimes works undercover and helps the Order.

My beautiful little Harry… oh, he looks so much like James. I always knew I'd be a mother, but I never dreamt life would be this perfect. I work with the best of friends, am married to the man I love and have a son I adore, and I talk to my parents regularly.

The only thing that isn't perfect is Petunia. I haven't spoken to her since her wedding. If something happens to James and me, Sirius will be Harry's guardian, but… what if something bad happens? I know we have a very dangerous line of work.

I never understood why Petunia hated me so much. I was her little sister, and yet since grade school she always treated me awkwardly. I always tried to be nice to her, but she kept her distance.

I swear I will talk to her soon and start making things right. It'll be hard and it won't happen quickly, but it'll be a start. I don't want my Harry to not be able to visit his aunt ever. She's my sister.

James kept his vow; he's given me everything I ever wanted—him. And a son.


Severus Snape

So I've graduated. Big deal. Emily and Jack didn't bother to show up. I told them to sod off. I don't care—I'm free now.

Lucius and I hate stuck together, I suppose, if one could put it that way. We are both working for a guy who calls himself Lord Voldemort. He aims to weed out all the Muggles and Mudbloods. Power to him.

At least now I'm away from Potter… and Lily. I don't think she ever understood how much I loved her. Not that she would even consider getting to know me. Especially with my competition being Potter. She was just so amazing… and beautiful. She seemed like she cared… didn't just wave you off in the hall. And yet she ended up with Potter. I guess you can be wrong about even the least likely of people.


Caitlin Taylor Black

I'll never see Sirius again.

I never could grasp the fact that I was really married to him. Sirius Black. God, I loved him. And he really loved me; I never doubted that.

I got the job I wanted at Gringotts, doing something I loved. It all seemed too good to be true. Sirius is an Auror with James and Lily. We moved out of my parents' house after about a month and got a good deal on an apartment. I could never be happier.

Then I got the offer of a lifetime—something that could change the course of my career. As a curse-breaker, I knew this would happen; I just didn't want it to and wanted it to at the same time. The offer was in Albania and I would have to stay for a month. Sirius was heartbroken, but he let me go.

That's where I am now—Bulgaria. Pleading for my life with a man who hisses like a snake, though I know he can't be swayed or reasoned with at all. I never got involved in anything, just here on business, yet look where I am.

I don't have any regrets besides leaving home. Sirius. Work. My life. Sirius will just die… I'm praying for you now, baby. Hoping you move on.

Tears course down my face as the snake-man taunts me. I hate him… oh, how I hate him. I just want Sirius. I never got to tell him… he'll never know we were going to have a baby girl.

I love you, Sirius. I just want you to know that.


Jacob Christopher Taylor

My mind drifts back to the last conversation I had with Caitlin before her graduation. Since when?… Tuesday? Jacob, its Thursday! You are such an idiot… She was calling me a player…

And she was right. All my life I had never been able to hold onto a girl for a long time. They were all just flings. What is wrong with me?

Caitlin… at eighteen she was married. She fell in love and it lasted. That girl's got a gift. She found Sirius and somehow made it all work out.

All my life I've been kidding around. Always joking, always playing around. I never let it show that it got to me. That it wasn't what I wanted. I wanted something real, something that lasted.

If my baby sister can fall in love, so can I.


Sirius Regulus Black

I can't get up. I just… can't. There's something weighing down on my chest above my heart. This hasn't happened in a few weeks, maybe a month.

Caitlin is gone. James and Lily are gone. Remus doesn't trust me, and I couldn't reach him anyway. This place is cold. Cold and dark and evil. I can do nothing but cry as I think of Caitlin. She was so beautiful.

I hate using 'was' to describe her. She was, not is, and she never will be. I had never loved anyone but her. I never will. We had something special. I loved her so much. My heart aches for her like nothing else.

It's been more than a year now since she left for Albania. She said she would be back in a month. After two months of her being out there, I called her hotel multiple times a day, hoping she would answer. Eventually someone picked up, but it wasn't her. I stopped calling after they threatened to notify the police.

I didn't know where she was. Was I not enough for her? Did I fail to give her everything she ever wanted? After a while, I knew she was never coming back. I assumed she was dead. My own, my beautiful, darling Caitlin, gone from me.

That's when the weights came. I couldn't get up for days on end, just lying there, on my bed, thinking about Hogwarts and life and all the things we had shared.

And then Lily and James were murdered. By Voldemort. It was Peter's fault, and yet my own. Harry needs me, but he wound up with his aunt who despised Lily and I landed here, in this godforsaken animal-like prison, blamed for everything.

I'm alone. So alone. I swear I will find Peter, torture him and kill him. One day I swear I will.

Caitlin, my darling, my beautiful, my baby is gone. And she is never coming back. God, how I loved her. Her smile and the way she used to make me laugh. The way she listened. The way she joked and teased me. Her brains. Her beauty. When we were kids, at Hogwarts, the way she—

No, I can't. It hurts too much.

I will never love again.


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