Southern Tower (Open if you can weasel James into letting you in)
James, hidden, made his way to the southern tower of Hogwarts, utilising the map to insure clear passage. Once locked inside, he dropped the Invisibility Cloak to the ground, then followed suit himself to lean against the rough stone wall. Knees to chest, he wrapped his arms around them and lay his forehead on top. Right then, life just sucked. Sirius was off comforting Remus, understandable, especially after the full moon; James was left with no one. The only person left he would turn to hated him, no doubt, and probably would never speak to him again. In one sense, he didn't care, Lily couldn't do things like that. It wasn't because Snivellus was a Slytherin, he could have been in any other house, but for her to admire his enemy made James extremely jealous. And where did she get off allowing him to be a gentleman to her after calling her a mudblood? Didn't she know he did it behind her back all the time? How could she be so blind? And all James wanted to do was protect her, keep her from being hurt. A whole lot of good that did, look where he ended up at the end of it. Either way, he would not apologise, especially not until he too recieved one in return. It sucked to be a teenager, it blew to be James Potter.