"Look at the snow, James. It's beautiful."
"Mmm." James responded by glancing out the common room window toward the snow covered grounds before turning back to his quidditch magazine.
"What do you think we'll be doing this time next year?"
"Don't know, Lily." James flipped a few more pages in the worn magazine in his lap without looking up. "Why do you ask?"
She shrugged her shoulders and got up from her seat by the fire. "Do you think Sirius will be in Azkaban yet?" She chuckled a little and sat down next to James.
"Don't know, Lily." Flip. Flip. Flip.
Lily sighed and leaned heavily into the overstuffed couch. "I don't know what I want to do with my life." After a moment, she learned forward again, turning toward James. "What do you want to do?"
"Don't know, Lily."
"You used to want to be an auror." Lily said, cocking her head to the side. "What happened to that?"
James sighed and shut his magazine.
"Chocolate frog?" Lily held up a lumpy foil wrapped candy.
James smiled and shook his head. "I'm not sure." He took the chocolate frog and started to unwrap it. "I thought you wanted to be a healer?"
"I don't think that I could, you know, cut it."
"You can do anything you want." James said. He tossed the foil ball from his chocolate frog in the air and caught it.
"I think I know why you don't want to be an auror." James looked at her questioningly. "You're scared. You're afraid that you can't save the world."
James laughed, but Lily didn't.
"What do you mean?"
"You're afraid that you, James Potter, can't save the world. But no one can save the world. You don't have anything to be afraid of, James. You'll be great. Every bad guy that you bring down saves the world just a little more."
James smiled, Lily leaned back into the couch again, and they both sat silently thinking about the future.