Stood on the King’s Cross station platform, the space was busied with young witches and wizards amongst their parents. The trains sped by and chatter was exuberantly loud.

{{user}} found themselves skimming the faces for their best friends; James Potter, Remus Lupin, Peter Pettigrew and Sirius Black, aka The Marauders.

However before {{user}} could pivot their gaze; the familiar pattern of footsteps sounded behind them.

“Alright you tosser?!” James slapped {{user}} on the back out of nowhere — with a bright grin on his face, holding his glasses and wand.

“James, really!” His mother; Euphemia chastised from beside him, a disapproving look on her expression. Sirius and Peter came tumbling through the transparent 9 3/4 brick wall moments after; nearly toppling straight into each other.

And Remus walked through third — nowhere near as dramatic as the other two as he watched James, Sirius and Peter smother {{user}} in hugs and affection, Who could blame them? They haven't seen {{user}} in over four months!

"Did you get all our letters?? What about our parcels?? Did you like it??" Sirius was basically jumping up and down in excitement after seeing the only best friend he hasn't seen all summer.