At this very moment James was sitting under one of the large tree's down by the lake. He was alone since he no longer had any friends. James used to be a outgoing, adventurous boy but that all changed at the end of fifth year. The same year that the famous marauders had split up.
It was also the same year that he lost Lily to the Slytherins. He didn't even see it coming. He thought everything was going great until Lily cornered him in Gryffindor tower one night and told him that it was over. She ended their relationship of a year. James was heart broken and began to withdraw into himself.
Now here he was in the final month of his sixth year watching Lily and Severus walk hand in hand around the Hogwarts grounds. He couldn't help the anger that swelled up in his chest. He hated the Slytherins, now more than ever. They took away the only things that he really cared about and in doing so they took away a part of him.
James grades suffered after the break-up. He went from being top student to the lowest. He didn't care anymore. Everywhere he looked his eyes were assaulted love and friendship. Things that he would never experience again.
He wouldn't be coming back to Hogwarts for his final year. He had already talked it over with his parents and they agreed to send him to Durmstrang where he would finish out his last year of his magical education. He was leaving today, that is why he was currently avoiding Hogwarts.
With a deep breath he stood and brushed off his Durmstrang uniform which consisted of a thick brown wool jumper, matching trousers and heavy dragon hide boots. His heavy fur coat and wool hat were at home. He felt a pang in his heart as he headed back to the large castle. This would be the last time that he would be here. His stomach dropped out as he reached the great hall doors. Dumbledore was going to announce his leaving. He wanted to give the student population a reason to why one of their own would no longer be seen in class or in the Gryffindor dormitories. James gathered his thoughts and raised his head in the air as he pushed the large, oaken doors open. He stepped inside and made his way to the head table, not looking at anyone. He could hear those who caught sight of his strange outfit, and cropped hair, begin to whisper but he didn't care. He set his eyes with a cold glare as he stopped in front of the table where Dumbledore was now seated.
Dumbledore smiled at the boy and his eyes twinkled. He knew of the troubles that James faced and was more than happy to put in a good word for him with Igor Karkaroff who is the headmaster at Durmstrang. Albus didn't wish to see the boy go but this was better for him. Maybe now he could start over and forget all his troubles. He waited until McGonagall got the students attention by tapping a fork on her glass goblet before he rose. "May I have your attention please. The end of the year dance has been scheduled for two weeks from today. It is only open to the third years and higher." The glimmer in his eyes seem to dim. "Now for a more serious note. One of our own has asked to be transferred to Durmstrang and I have graciously agreed. Today is his last day and I just want him to know that he will be deeply missed." He steps around the head table and stops beside James. He places a hand on the young mans shoulder. "I'm sure all of you have noticed young Mr. Potters strange attire and new hair style so without further ado, may I present to you the newest student of Durmstrang Academy, James Potter." His voice echos through the silent Great Hall.