2 January 1977, King's Cross Station

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Lily has always, in some ways, been happy to go back to Hogwarts when term begins again. She misses Hogwarts, misses her friends, misses magic, misses that whole ever-more-significant piece of her life.

And, this particular break, she has also missed James.

(Speaking of ever-more-significant pieces of her life.)

So, as much as she loves her parents, as much as she enjoys being home and spending time with them, it's with a certain amount of relief that Lily steps through the barrier, two steps ahead of her father, and onto Platform 9 3/4.

She might be standing up on her toes, just a bit, trying to get a better look at the crowd of students and parents waiting next to the Hogwarts Express.

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Sirius turns his grey eyes, the ones a number of girls have called 'smouldering' and even 'rather sexy', towards Lily.

He smiles a little.

"It was brilliant. 'Spent most of it at James', after all."

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James smiles too.

"That's right," he says, nodding.





"Although you were a little moody for most of it."

Just saying.

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"Yeah, James mentioned you were there in his letters," Lily says, easily.

Sorry, Black. She's not all that impressed with the grey eyes, no matter what 'a number of girls' have thought of them. She's rather more partial to hazel.

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"'Course he did."

That's what James would do, right? He's his best friend, after all.

"So." A little awkwardly: "How was your holiday, then?"

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"It was lovely," Lily says. "Pretty quiet, but really lovely.

"Though I can't really say I'm all that sorry it's over.

"Though I also can't really say I'm looking forward to whatever Grindstaff is going to have waiting for us when we get back."

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"Blimey. Grindstaff."

James shakes his head.

"It'll be all right, Lily."

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"He certainly won't have spent all holiday thinking up new ways to torture us, that's for sure," Sirius says.

"But if he did, I know there are probably some leftover dungbombs under my bed that we could use."

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Lily looks at him like he's gone mental.

Because ... well, it's Grindstaff. You don't do things like that in his class.

Not if you want to live to graduate.

"Right," she says. "Well, I guess I'll leave you two to that, then, and go check in with Fenton and Iphigenia."

Lily leans over to kiss James for maybe half a second longer than is exactly appropriate with Black standing there.

"See you soon, James," she says, taking her suitcase back.

She nods to his best friend. "Black."