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Last Train Home by Weasley Freckles
Chapter 1 : Last Train Home
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[a/n: So I’ve been listening to the Lostprophets CD non-stop for about a month, and I wake up to “Last Train Home” this morning and finally make the connection. Last Train Home...Hogwarts....DING DING DING! Yes, I should have thought of it a million years ago, but the point is I finally put two and two together—and now you can waste away a few minutes of your time reading this! *bows* Always happy to be of service to those who are bored of mind. This is a marauder fic, and if the song doesn’t tell you what part of the story we’re at...well use your context clues and I’m sure (eventually) you will figure it out. Also I’m pretty sure the Hogwarts Express doesn’t have a caboose, but I felt it appropriate to add one on. Sorry if that annoys anyone or messes up the mental picture. ^.~ Enjoy!]

Disclaimer: I do NOT own any of the following: a plastic donkey, a Brittany Spears CD, Harry Potter, a space shuttle, a live emu, the song “Last Train Home”, or a decent pair of gardening shoes. In reference to the previously listed items, the only things that I’m sad about and the only things I HAD to say would be Harry Potter and “Last Train Home”...although a live emu could prove itself useful...*imagines taking the emu to school and setting it loose on all the preps* Ahh...yay for the overactive imaginative! ^_^

Last Train Home

To every broken heart in here,
Love was once a part but now it’s disappeared...

The glorious scarlet engine pulled out of the Hogsmeade station. Last minute straggling students who had to jump to catch the train were heading off down the corridor in search of an empty compartment. All seemed to be treating the task of finding a seat as if it were a life or death matter—all except for a dark red-headed girl standing directly on the opposite side of the door that had just slid shut in order for the train to be on it’s way.

Lily Evans was staring out the window, lost in thought. Her eyes were opened wide, unblinking as she stared at the shops and their customers flying past them at a quickening speed. In a moment it would come into view, and she would see it for a final time on this train, heading home after a year of lessons.

A sharp gasp of air filled her lungs as the majestic castle appeared briefly just beyond the glass. She took a step over, not daring to take her eyes off it, determined to watch it until it was a spec of dust in the distance, a memory floating about pleasantly in the back of her mind. But the glass was like a barrier, a trap trying to force her to move on as quickly as possible.

But Lily Evans was not about to fall victim to such a thing. Her feet were soaring down the corridor, her arms pushing innocent bystanders to the side, her heart pounding as if it were going to erupt out of her chest. She had to get to the back of the train—had to watch until the castle that had showed her what it meant to live was gone, and that part of her life forever closed behind her.

And suddenly she was standing on the caboose, clutching the railing that separated her from the tracks below, her hair flying all around her as Hogwarts disappeared around the corner.

“It’s gone,” she whispered to herself. “It’s really gone...”

She averted her eyes to the ground below, and a single tear that had been clinging to her long lashes fell onto the tracks racing underneath the train. It was like a final seal. The first love of her life was now gone.

She had always imagined that when this moment would come—and she had been dreading leaving the place ever since she learned she would be attending Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry—that the second love of her life would be standing with her, a comforting arm about her shoulders to let her know that there was something else to hold onto...

But James was not there, and this thought brought another tear sliding gracefully down her cheek.

She told me that it’s all part of the choices that you make,
And even when you think you’re right you have to give to take...

“James, stop pacing around! You’re making me sick!”

A young man with messy black hair and a handsome face hidden behind glasses paused in front of the window of his train compartment, watching the fields passing by and trying to get her off his mind...but it just wasn’t possible. She was the one. He knew it. He felt it right down to the very depths of his soul. And yet when she had asked him if she had his whole heart, he had remained silent, unsure and unable to make such a final statement. He honestly didn’t know why—he had never been so sure about anything in his entire life. But after quietly looking away, Lily had told him that if he had her whole heart and she didn’t have his, that there was little point in carrying on like they were. And then she had walked away, he had watched her go...

But James Potter was not about to fall victim to such a barrier as this either.

“I have to go find her,” he said out loud, heading for the door of the compartment.

“It’s about bloody time you figured that one out, mate!” his best friend, Sirius Black, shouted after him.

James was sticking his head inside every open door as he passed down the corridor, his heart raging and his mind racing. He’d look for her for the rest of his life if need be...but the urge to see her, to speak to her now was greater than it had ever been before. He almost couldn’t take it.

Finally, he reached the end of the train, his frustration and pain mounting—and then he saw her. There she was, standing out against the railing, staring at the tracks. She was so beautiful he would have been content to just stand there and watch her forever...until he saw her shoulders shake with sobbing.

He walked up behind her and gently tapped her on the shoulder. She gasped, turning around with an expression on her face of one who had just been intruded. Drying her eyes on the sleeve of her robes and turning back to the tracks, she asked, “What do you want, Potter?”

She hadn’t addressed him as “Potter” in a long time, only when she was particularly irritated with the boy. James didn’t take that as a good sign, and he reached out and cupped her face in his hands, wiping away the tears that he had helped create.

But there’s still tomorrow,
Forget the sorrow,
And I can be on the last train home.
Watching pass the day
As it fades away.
No more time to care.
No more time, today...

“Lily, I’m so sorry,” he began. “I don’t know what I was thinking. It’s just...I don’t know, I’m not as smart as you are. Sometimes I just can’t process stuff and then I don’t know how to reply and...Lily, I need you. I’m just such an idiot—I didn’t want to hurt you. I mean—you never cry, and look what I’ve done! I just—”

“James?” Lily interrupted.

“Huh?” he asked.

“Just shut up,” she said with a little laugh.

And with that she leaned in and kissed him. James was so overjoyed that his next sentence was probably half spur of the moment, the other half being something he had wanted since he had first set eyes on this girl seven years ago.

“Lily, marry me!” he half shouted.

“What?” Lily asked, confused.

“I want you to marry me!” James repeated.

“What are you talking about, James?” Lily said, looking at him as if he’d gone mad. “We’re barely eighteen years old—”

“I don’t care!” James said in the same, rather desperate tone. “Lily, I can’t imagine spending my life with anyone else! The past week I’ve been a total wreck without you—ask Sirius! I was annoying the bloody hell out of him—but, Lily, I don’t care about anything or anyone else. I’ll give up everything if I can just have you.” He paused here to calm himself, and take a quick breath. Then he placed his hand gently on the side of her face and asked in a barely audible, yet strong voice, “So what do you say? If you’re not busy for the rest of your life, you think you can squeeze in marrying me?”

Lily smiled, an unexplainable feeling welling up inside her. She didn’t know what else to do or say, so she threw her arms around him, hugging him tightly.

“Who would’ve thought that I’d grow up to marry my worst enemy?” she thought aloud as he hugged her back.

“What about marrying your best friend?” he asked her, looking straight into those startlingly emerald eyes.

And as she leaned in to kiss him again, she replied, “Yeah...that too.”

But we sing,
If we’re going nowhere.
Yeah we sing,
If it’s not enough.
And we sing,
Sing without a reason
To ever fall in love...

As his friend flew out the compartment door, not wasting a minute of time bothering to shut it, Sirius whispered more to himself than to James, “You get her, James. Then I’ll have my two best friends together forever...”

“And what are we, chopped dragon liver?” asked someone who had just arrived at the compartment door.

Sirius looked up and a smile appeared across his young, dashingly handsome face (^.~).

“Oh, you know I love ya, Moony!” he joked.

The boy in the doorway shot him a quizzical look as he replied, “That might be taking things a bit far there, Padfoot.”

“Sit down, Remus,” Sirius said, gesturing to the seat opposite him. “You’re not sitting in the perfect prefect’s section—not on our last ride aboard the Hogwarts Express.”

“It’s hard to believe isn’t it?” piped up a mousy haired boy to Sirius’s right.

“Yeah, it is,” agreed Remus. Looking around the compartment, he added, “Where’s our other counterpart?”

“He—er—he went after Lily, Remus,” Sirius said, avoiding the eyes of his friend.

“Oh...good. It’s about time he did that.” And that was all Remus Lupin said on the matter, his gaze falling on the window and the wild countryside flying past them. Speaking without thinking, Remus wondered aloud, “Wonder what that’s like...You know—love?”

Sirius made a rude sound and replied, “Sounds bloody boring to me!”

Remus smiled, “Well I wouldn’t want to ask you to change your ways, Padfoot, old friend.”

“Damn straight,” Sirius said with a nod, shoving a Cauldron Cake into his mouth.

“Pettigrew,” interrupted a cold voice as the compartment door slid open without invitation, “a word if you don’t mind?” It wasn’t exactly a question. Lucius Malfoy made it sound more like a very good suggestion rather than a simple request.

“Er—sure, Lucius,” Peter said, rising to his feet.

I wonder if you’re listening,
Picking up all the signals sent back from within...

“What’s that scumbag want?” Remus wondered as the door slid shut and Sirius made many vigilant gestures, trying to swallow the huge chunk of cake faster. After finally succeeding, Sirius spat, “Remus, you fool, why didn’t you stop him?!”

“Huh? Oh, Sirius, don’t be ridiculous!” Remus said dismissively, pulling a book out from inside his trunk and opening it to the correct page. “It’s probably nothing...”

Even though he spoke lightly, he slid the door open an inch or so, the better to watch the conversation happening between the two boys outside. They were standing too far away for him to hear anything, but nevertheless he wanted to be ready to attack if they tried to hurt his friend.

“Your cousin is out there, too, Sirius,” Remus reported, watching suspiciously through the crack in the door. “Wonder what their talking about...”

“Tuh! With all the brains that girl’s got they probably couldn’t even start a decent conversation about the weather!” Sirius commented, popping a few Bertie Bott’s Beans into his mouth. “You’re right, Moony. They’re probably just trying to knick a few Sickles off him. Serves him right too, the git, going out there to talk to those idiots.”

“I don’t know, Sirius,” Remus said cautiously, changing positions on the matter and continuing to spy out the small crack. “Peter is nodding and talking just as much as they are. You think we should interfere?” He fingered his wand in a threatening way, not taking his eyes off the group outside.

“I’m telling you, don’t worry about it,” Sirius replied, growing irritated. “They’re just trying to freak him out. Let them, it’ll teach him not to talk to them. Shut the door, Remus.”

And without another thought on his mind, Remus reached out and gave the door a sharp tug. It snapped shut with a sense of finality, as if something had just ended and something new was beginning. Although both boys felt it, neither said a word as one continued to stuff his mouth with sweets, and the other’s eyes darted back and forth quickly across the printed page his book was neatly opened to.

Sometimes it feels like I don’t really know what’s going on.
Time and time again it seems like everything is wrong in here...

As Lily and James made their way hand and hand down the corridor, they noticed a peculiar group of people talking just little ways off from the compartment James had just left.

“Is that Peter?” Lily asked curiously, staring at the group with wondering eyes. “Not exactly a lot you see hanging around together is it?”

James didn’t answer, but instead whipped out his wand and slipped himself in the midst of the conversing people, right in between Peter and the girl he was cowering under.

“Lovely day, isn’t it, Lestrange?” Potter started coolly, twirling his wand between his fingertips.

But the attractively evil girl simply grinned, her eyebrows arched in a way that suggested something of knowing a secret.

“You and that idiot cousin of mine are going to have no idea what hit you, Potter,” Bellatrix replied. “You have no idea what is coming—”

“Well, I’ll admit, it would have been nice if someone had warned me that a dung-brained girl who didn’t know the difference between a flobberworm and her boyfriend’s face was on her way down the hall,” James began, “but I must say that the shock isn’t exactly one to knock me off my feet. But the first time I saw you however, whoa Madam Pomfrey thought I’d gone blind—”

Bellatrix was not to be provoked, however. She merely looked at Peter and said, “Go on then, head back to this riff-raff you think are friends. A mudblood and a muggle-lover, sound fascinating...”

And with that her and Lucius turned and headed on their way. James muttered a few things under his breath as Lily lead Peter back into the compartment. But before James followed, he stared after the pair of Slytherins, lost in his thoughts. And for the first time in his life, James Potter had not an inkling of what they might have been up to. But he, like his friends, shoved the nasty feeling aside and followed into the compartment.

But there’s still tomorrow,
Forget the sorrow,
And I can be on the last train home.
Watching pass the day
As it fades away.
No more time to care.
No more time, today...


Sirius had jumped up from his seat and thrown his arms around Lily in a death grip of a hug, showering her with crumbs from his Pumpkin Pasty.

“Get off me!” Lily shouted, trying to shove him off.

“But Lily—I MISSED YOU!” Sirius said as Lily gasped for air and James fell into a fit of laughter in the doorway. “You have NO idea how much! Here, I want you to sit by me—” He grabbed her arm and sat back down in his seat, pulling her into his lap and hugging her again. “Lily is my new favorite person, everyone! Now, baby, you’re gonna stay with me forever and ever—”

“Actually, Sirius, I have plans for the rest of forever,” she said, staring at James with a twinkle in her eye, making him go slightly red.

“Damn my bad luck!” Sirius shouted over Remus and Peter’s cheering. “Are you sure there isn’t anyway to change your mind, beautiful? You know, I’m better looking than this git over here,” he added while winking at James.

“Well...I guess you can have me for our last ride home, but the minute we get to King’s Cross I don’t want you to ever, ever touch me again!” Lily said sarcastically as Sirius let out a bark of laughter.

“Congratulations, Prongs,” said Remus, shaking James’s hand with a wide grin spread across his face.

“Thanks, Moony,” James replied, embracing his friend in a brotherly hug.

“Well, I think an occasion such as this calls for some drinks!” Sirius called, pulling out his wand and summoning five butterbeers out of his trunk. As everyone reached for one and took their seats, Sirius raised his bottle and proposed a toast.

“To good friends,” he said, looking a little choked up, “and good times. We’ve had our adventures—” He paused and looked at his fellow marauders, remembering all the full moon’s they’d spent together. “—and we’ve had our struggles—” James reached out and placed a hand on Lily’s shoulder. “—but somehow we’ve always made it through. And by the looks of things, the adventure is just beginning.” He smiled at Lily and James. “But this is for all of us, that we can always be there like we have been for the past seven years. May the good times continue on for as long as we live.”

And everyone paused, looking around at the others and unable to remember what their life was like before they had met their friends. All of their lives were different now, and all of them were grateful to Hogwarts for bringing them together. They were ready to move onto the next chapter of their lives, but they all felt a great sadness bearing over them as the previous chapter came to a close and Hogwarts was now moving farther behind them.

Hiding a slight sniffle by scratching his nose, Sirius raised his drink once more and said, “In that case, long live the marauders!”

“Long live the marauders!” the room chorused. They clanged their bottles together in the middle of the room and each took a long sip. A thoughtful silence pursued.

But we sing,
If we’re going nowhere.
Yeah we sing,
If it’s not enough.
And we sing,
Sing without a reason
To ever fall in love...

“Hey, you guys, you know what I just realized?” Remus asked.

“Perish the thought, Moony my friend!” Sirius called, his arm still around Lily on his lap.

“We’re done with school,” he said with a grin. “That means no more EXAMS!” he pointed his wand in the air and many red and gold stars spurted out and rained down upon the group.

“No more PREFECT DUTIES!” Lily shouted in ecstasy, showering the room with confetti from the tip of her wand.

“No more PAPERS!” Peter shouted, trying to copy the sparks but only causing a large bouquet of flowers to protrude out of his wand. He hid them in an embarrassed way as everyone laughed.

“ more torturing Snivillus...” Sirius said with a mischievous grin, and with a flick of his wand he created a rain storm in the compartment. As the rest of his friends quickly tried to conjure umbrellas, he winked and said, “Somehow my own tears just weren’t enough to show how saddened I am.”

“James, why do you have to have such idiotic friends?” Lily asked, poking Sirius with the end of a bright purple umbrella she had conjured.

“All the more reason to appreciate you, m’dear,” he replied, handing her the flowers Peter had mistakenly magicked and kissing her cheek.

“But what about ME?!” Sirius asked in the tone of a three-year-old, kissing Lily’s other cheeks and starting a chain reaction of Lily hitting him over the head with her umbrella and James punching his arm.

The rest of the trip home followed as such. Although none of them would probably ever be able to accurately remember exactly what they joked about, or who turned who into giant slug at some point, one thing they would never forget would be the great relief they all felt. Yes, they were leaving perhaps some of their best years behind them, but they still had each other...and would until the end of their days.

Well we sing,
If we’re going nowhere.
And we sing,
If it’s not enough.
And we sing,
Sing without a reason
To never fall in love again...

“Kings Cross Station! Kings Cross Station! All students please exit the train! Kings Cross Station!”

“Well we’d better make sure the first years aren’t having any trouble,” Lily said, assuming her duties as Head Girl. “James, Remus, you want to come and help?”

“Sure,” Remus replied, following Lily out of the compartment.

“I’m gonna help Sirius with the trunks, I’ll be along in a minute,” James answered.

After Peter had scurried along after the others, James and Sirius magicked the trunks into the air and lead them out onto the platform. After the final trunk had been safely stowed on a trolley, James took one last look back at the train, his face stony but his eyes giving away his thoughts.

“It won’t be the last time you see her, mate,” Sirius said, clapping a hand on James’s shoulder and nodding at the scarlet engine. “You and Lily are gonna be dropping your kids off here one day, on the first day of their first year at Hogwarts. And I’ll be here too, whispering to them where all the secret passages are when Lily’s not looking...”

James laughed, “You’re right. It’ll be great, Sirius!”

Sirius looked over his shoulder at Lily, Remus, and Peter, all waiting for them at the gate to enter back into the muggle world. Then he looked at his best friend and said, “Thanks for everything, mate. I don’t know where I’d be without you.”

“I know exactly where you’d be! Scrounging for food in a cell in Azkaban, that’s what!”

Sirius’s barking laughter could be heard all throughout the platform as James clapped a hand on his friend’s shoulder, and the two grabbed the trunks to head back into the muggle world, where the rest of their lives where awaiting them.

To never fall in love again...

[a/n: T.T Okay, now I’m all sad. *blows her nose* I hope you guys liked this, I worked rather diligently on it. And to all my friends, I hope you didn’t die with shock that I added some fluff in here. ^^; I did my best. Thanks so much for reading, if you have a minute I’d be tickled if you’d leave me a review!]

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