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1st September: eating at the Welcoming Feast
Word Count: 380
my last feast (well, of the welcoming kind)
James Sirius looked up at the Headmistress, waiting for her to finish the Sorting so they could eat. This would be his last Welcoming Feast here, and he couldn't wait to eat all of the delicious foods. The food appeared on the table after the Headmistress said a few words that he didn't hear, and James turned to his cousin, Roxanne, with a grin. This was her last feast here too, and she was looking forward to it just as much as he was.
Piling a bit of everything onto his plate, James said, "This time next year, we won't be here."
Lily Luna, who was sitting opposite him, pouted. "Don't remind me," she said, putting a few roast potatoes onto her plate. "It's going to be weird without you, and I shouldn't be thinking of it so early in the year."
James began to chew on a chunk of steak, glancing at the Slytherin table. His friend, Scorpius, was looking at his plate, surrounded by happily talking people. He noticed James looking, and sent a small smile, rolling his eyes to show his annoyance at the over-enthusiastic First-Years beside him. James smiled back, before turning back to his cousins. "This time next year, Ro and Luce will be eating their last meal too," he added, much to his youngest cousin's annoyance.
"Don't remind me!" Molly pouted. "I'm trying not to think of my sister not being here."
"And two years after it'll be Lily Luna and Hugo," Roxanne said, patting Lily Luna on the back.
Hugo looked horrified. "That's a terrifying thought," he said. "I don't know what I would do after Hogwarts."
Molly finished her mouthful before saying, "Then I would be all alone! One of you has to fail a year so you don't leave me."
"No can do," Hugo said. "I'm not letting Rose beat me in intellectual levels." He pointedly looked at the Hufflepuff table, where Rose was talking animatedly to her friends.
"Don't worry about us leaving now," Lily Luna soothed a panicking Molly, who was twirling her Gryffindor tie around her finger. "It's not going to happen for another four years anyway."
James nodded, wrapping an arm around his youngest cousin whilst shovelling in some carrot into his mouth. "We're not leaving yet."