"Oi, they’ll be fine! I’ve got it!" James howled as the train began to leave the station. He offered them all a crooked smile and a wave that spoke of his relation to Harry, and Hermione laughed as she gasped and a sob escaped as well. Something pulled at her chest, a memory, a longing. With a start, she realised she’d been here before– saying farewell to a child, simply in another life. 