James POV
"Lily hold the port key really tight. It's a snowy night. It's going to be a tough journey honey." I tell Lily.
We hold on really tight onto the little wine glass, our portkey for tonight.
I can feel the chilling wind whizzing past our body and we feel our journey through a stone wall.
I suspect we have reached the wrong destination. I am alarmed at the strangeness of the place we landed in. But we saw a familiar face. And that face belonged to...
Guess who James saw? Sorry for the late update.