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Year Four, Move

Since Lily's boat ride with Lucile and Garrett across the lake and up to the castle of Hogwarts, they had been inseparable as friends. They helped one another with homework, attended Hogsmeade together, spent snowy days in the common room in front of the fire, confided in each other, ate together, and spent their summers together for the last four years. That paradise, however, was now over. Garrett was moving to Greece because his father was transferred to Edessa, and their trio was shattered.

Lily was standing with her two friends on Platform 9 and ¾, tears pouring freely from her eyes. The platform was nearly vacant, most of the students having already gone on their merry way with their respective homes. These students were all looking forward to a nice holiday break, away from professors and exams. Lily was not looking forward to said holiday break at the moment. She was too busy clutching her friend Garrett and crying into his shirt. Lucile had hold of his other side, and had taken to soaking his other shoulder as well.

"P-please don't go!" Lily sobbed, stuttering. "We'll miss you too much!"

"There's no power in two," Lucile agreed. "Triangles are magical!" Lucile always came up with strange lines such as this to say.

Garrett tightened his arms around his two best friends. "I knew I should have never made friends with girls," he grumbled jokingly. "They're too emotional."

Lily chuckled, hiccupping, and drew away from Garrett.

She knew that her father, Uncle Ron, and Aunt Hermione had the type of friendship shared by Garrett, Lucile, and herself back when they were in school. They had been, and still were, a strong support system for one another, despite the fact that two in their number had become more than friends. Lily was secretly proud that she was apart of a friendship like her father's, but now all of that was changing. Lily was saying goodbye to one of her best friends. She did not know when she would see him again.

"When are you coming back to visit us?" Lucile sniffled. "Can't you just stay the summer?"

Both she and Lily knew that this was impossible; they had already discussed it amongst themselves and with various adults. Lily wished it was possible. She had offered James's room for Garrett to stay in, but Garrett's parents wouldn't have any of that. They did not want the family to split up. What they didn't realize is that they were splitting up another sort of family, and that it could not be repaired once broken.

"I'll be back as soon as I can, you know that Luce," Garrett told her soothingly. He looked a little teary-eyed himself, but he prided himself on his manliness, even at fourteen, and would not cry.

Things had been more difficult this past year for Lily since James moved to the States. She had been relying more heavily on her two friends for support and assistance since her big protector had graduated and was no longer at Hogwarts to shield her from insult and injury. Albus had also been thornier to her, now that James was not around to knock him around a little bit for making fun of their little sister. Her parents had thrown more expectations and responsibilities on her, and they were harder to deal with than her responsibilities usually were. James was only accessible by owl, and letters took a long time to send. She had thought, at first, that they could at least Floo letters from the Potter house to James's flat, but he was not connected to the Floo network, sadly. He had two weeks of holiday time that he was going to spend in his old room. During these two weeks, Lily planned to monopolize upon his time. She had much to tell him. But those two weeks were still a month away, and right now she was saying farewell to one of her only friends.

She didn't know how long the three of them had been standing on the platform, embracing and crying. Neither she nor Lucile was ready to send Garrett off to Greece with his parents, though this was a moment Lily knew was rapidly approaching.

"C'mon guys, a few little countries can't really split us up," Garrett said encouragingly. Lily wasn't sure who he was trying to convince, himself or his friends. "I'll write every week, and I'm moving back as soon as I'm allowed to get my own flat."

"Don't make more friends like us, okay?" Lucile ordered.

Garret stared at her, his heart obviously breaking as his face crumpled and tears burst forth from their ducts. He grasped Lucile tightly, wrapping both of his arms around her lithe body. "I love you, Luce; I will never meet another person like you, and I will never, ever lose touch with you. I will be there for you forever."

Lily hugged herself, watching the two of them sadly. In the four years since she had become friends with Lucile and Garrett, there had been rare occasions when she felt like and outsider when they made a reference to an event that happened before she had gotten into that rowboat with them. Because they had been friends since birth, they had shared uncountable moments together before they had invited Lily into their friendship. They had been tactical in not referencing inside jokes over the years, but Lily realized that this was a moment when she needed to step back and let them be the friends they had been without her.

Both of them were sobbing, bodies shaking against each other. Lily wiped a rampant tear from her cheek and glanced past her friends at her parents, who were talking with Garrett and Lucile's parents. They all looked concerned and sad, watching their kids. Lily's parents caught her eye and smiled positively. Lily mustered up a half-smile in return. Albus was probably waiting at the car with the trunks, waiting to go home. In the three years previous to this one, Lily rushed to the car as well, excited to get home and share her Hogwarts experiences with her parents. This year, though, she found that she never wanted to leave this platform, because leaving this platform meant leaving Garrett.

Lucile and Garrett were the only two friends that she had made at Hogwarts so far. The three stuck to each other like glue, so she found no reason to make other friends. By nature, she was introverted and quiet, soft-spoken and shy. It had taken enough effort on her part to make a connection with Lucile and Garrett, and those connections were made out of some necessity for friendship. Now, she was down James and Garrett. Lucile was all she had left, and that thought made her even sadder.

Garrett released Lucile and launched himself at Lily, inviting her back into the loop. Her arms wrapped themselves around his neck and hugged him as tightly as she could. His arms tightened around her back, squeezing the air from her. "I love you Lil," he told her quietly, so only she could hear. He was the only person that could get away with calling her Lil. She hated the nickname, but he had first called her that at the feast, and at that time she was too shy to tell him that the name repulsed her. He used it often, so it had grown on her. Still, his was the only voice that she could tolerate it from.

"I'm so glad you climbed into that boat with Luce and me," he continued. "You've helped me through so much. I don't know what I would do without your friendship. If you stop writing to me, I'll kill you."

Lily chuckled and gave Garrett and extra squeeze. "I love you, too Garrett, you little overemotional girl."

"Garrett," his mother called from the line of parents. "I'm very sorry, but our plane leaves in an hour." Her voice sounded timid and sincerely apologetic.

Garrett wordlessly pulled away from Lily's embrace, looking at his best friends. He gave Lucile one last hug, glanced sadly at them, tears still sparkling in his eyes, turned around, and walked heavily over to his mother. After one look back, Garrett and his family disappeared through the brick wall into King's Cross Station.

Saying goodbye was not one of Lily's favorite things to do. She wished that Albus was her older brother that would move out instead of James, whom she loved immensely. She wished that someone else was moving to Greece, perhaps Scorpio Malfoy, instead of her best friend and Lucile's lifeline. She wished that she didn't have to go through this pain of separation.

Lucile looked like a wreck. Her face was red and blotchy; her eyes still releasing water as quickly and silently as a faucet. She grabbed Lily's hand. "It'll be okay, Luce," Lily said, her own tears tapering off. "You still have me."

Lily had never known how to be a friend before she met Garrett and Lucile. The only people she had been there for were her brothers, and even then mostly James. She could confide mostly anything in her older brother James, though she knew he kept things from her, preferring to talk to his own friends at school when it came to important matters. When Lucile and Garrett came into the picture of her life, she had to learn to be consoling and supportive, even if they did something she did not fully approve of. She had to learn to be a friend, and that was something she worked hard at. She now prided herself on being a friend, and she knew that her good-friend-self needed to be there right now to support the breaking Lucile. Presently, Lucile's strength faltered, and her body went limp, not being able to support her any longer. Lily quickly reached out for her, and held on to her friend as they both slid to the concrete of the platform.

"I'm sorry, Lily," Lucile said softly. "It must seem like I'm being a drama queen and like I don't value your friendship all at the same time."

"Of course not," Lily corrected. "I know Garrett just took a piece of your heart with him through that wall."

"It feels like he did it literally," Lucile moaned, burying her head in her friend's neck.

Lily sympathized immensely with Lucile. The truth was, she thought Lucile was reacting exactly how she ought to. Lily had never said anything bad about her friends before, out of fear that they wouldn't be her friends anymore, and she certainly was not going to start now by calling Lucile a drama queen, despite the fact that she was acting as if Garrett had just died. They may not have been separated by death, but thousands of miles was enough.

"C'mon Luce, let's go back to my house," Lily offered, attempting to lift her friends up off of the floor. This effort appeared to be in vain until Lucile used her own legs. She began to say, "But my parents—"

Lily cut her off. "Your parents will understand you need to be with me right now. I know you'd much rather be upset with me than with them."

"Thanks, Lily," Lucile said, almost pleadingly. "I love that you're around."

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