This is the last letter, but there's still two chapters to go. (HP7 out Friday at midnight!)
Dear Lily,
It's about an hour before we all get on the train and go home, and I thought I'd write you just once more before I left. It's so odd to think that this is the end of Hogwarts – that soon we're all going to have jobs and lives. I'm still getting used to the idea that we're not coming back in the fall; it seems to be a rather foreign idea that we're about to go and do the things we've been talking about for seven years.
Graduation went well; we were civil when we made our speeches and sat next to each other, and when the ceremony had ended you wished me a good summer, which was rather nice of you. I think quite a few people were hoping for something interesting today. I don't know what you said to Wilkes or how public it was, but people seem to think that something more happened in the dorm than it did. Of course, no one's said anything to me since I nearly hexed Jacob Offerman on Sunday (Remus and Sirius had to drag me away, and Remus nearly pulled a wand on me), but I'm not thick. Most of the time.
I'm working at Zonko's during the summer and then I've been accepted into Auror training, N.E.W.T. results pending. You should stop in sometime, if you want to, even though I don't expect to see you.
Have a good holiday,
—James