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You're fully aware that not a single one of your students is paying attention. You consider casting an inappropriate spell just to wake them up. One to stop them staring at each other, to glue their eyes to the front of the classroom perhaps. You smile at the thought, before quickly straightening up and continuing to deliver your lecture. There's something not quite right about today. Your class is far too quiet. You know for a fact they're not contemplating your lesson. Even your beloved Head Girl has drifted off. You notice her smiling to herself, blushing. You give her a hard stare, willing her to pay attention. It's only then you notice Potter. He's not taken his eyes of her once. Evans eyes keep darting round, she keeps smiling. Ahh, you think. It's going to happen. Any time soon, it will finally happen. You owe Albus 5 Galleons, you didn't think it would happen until at least after Christmas was over.
You could all see it was going to at some point, you sit in the teachers' lounge discussing it, and you have done for the past 2 years. Bets have been made about all sorts of things, when Potter would finally grow up, when Evans would finally give in, whether Black would lock them in a broom cupboard until things changed. You smile as you see Evans turn back to look at him. It's almost happening; you know that within the next week they'll be inseparable. Because she's finally realised her feelings. Feelings you've been able to see for months now. The amount of times you've had to hold yourself back from yelling in the middle of class for them to just snog and grow up. Before realising, of course, that's completely out of character, and not entirely appropriate. Black would have a field day.
You're proud of him. Black. Proud to have him in your house. But it's more than that. Its pride in the fact he's never given in to the pressure that surrounds him to be like his family. You'd never tell him that. You stare at him, fake anger on your face. He winks at you. You give him a detention, though you know it won't change anything. You're proud of the 4 of them. Though they've given you more grey hairs than you thought possible, you'll miss them at the end of the year. You're proud of the fact they've stuck by each other. Such different people, who came together, like brothers. The werewolf, the Black outcast, the shy one and Potter. They're all destined for great things; you know that, you've watched them grow. Mentored them, if only so that they achieve NEWTS.
The world out there, outside of Hogwarts is a raging war, you've seen how it's already affecting your students. Some never came back this year; others receive letters every so often, informing them of a family member, missing in action, hostage, believed to be dead. You see some become more introverted, shy away from the truth. Then there are the others, the 4 boys sat in front of you, Lily, the ones who are desperate to leave to join in the fight, to protect their loved ones, to fight for their right to magic. You're proud. You know as soon as they leave here they'll do whatever it takes; Albus has told you of his plans to have them join the Order. They'll make excellent additions you think. They each have something different to give. Compassion. Vengeance. They all have different reasons for fighting.
You hope though, that even thought they'll be living in a war. They still remember to live. They still look after Remus during the full moon. They still talk, laugh, and pull pranks. You hope they continue to have fun, and enjoy life. No-one really knows how long they've got out there. You hope that they'll fight for the right thing, and not each other. Most of all, you hope you get an invitation to the wedding. You know James, and you know he won't want to wait, she'll have more reservations, but when the reality of war hits, you know that they'll want to be married as soon as they can. Their love, as cliché as it is, was meant to be. You saw it that first week, they were meant for something great.
You're about to give up on this lesson. Not a single one of your students are paying attention. You know that as soon as they finally make it official, things will go back to normal. Lily will concentrate again; she'll force James to as well. Sirius will go back to lazily making smart-arse remarks, and Remus will patiently write notes, as Peter struggles. In fact, you can't wait for the relationship to finally happen, if only to give you a little peace. After 3 years of arguments, pranks, you might finally be able to teach a lesson without an interruption. You doubt it. You're beginning to understand why Albus chose him for Head boy and her for Head girl. Because he's a meddling old man, who also just wanted peace. You can't really talk though; you sat him behind her for that exact reason. You often pair them up together in the hope they'll finally get over themselves.
When they do finally make it together. You'll be stood there, proud as ever. You might even let a tear drop. You're proud, but you'd never tell any of them.