“Sorry about that,” said Jenny as she extended her hand towards the one that looked a few years older than then herself, noticing he had light blue eyes and a red strip down the sides of his uniform.

“Thanks,” he said as he grabbed her hand and she pulled him up to see he was a good five inches taller then her. “Jennifer Potter, I assume?”

“Okay, we can all catch up later, but right now there is someone I want you to meet,” she stated as she pulled him along towards the basement kitchen. When the five teens entered the kitchen, Harry notice four unfamiliar people around his own age sitting at the table wearing uniforms similar to Jenny’s. 

The four stood up and turned to face those who had just entered as Jenny went to stand in line beside them. “Guys, meet the ‘B’ squad cadets of Space Patrol Delta.” 

“I don’t-” Harry began but was cut off by a suddenly familiar cold. “Dementors,” he whispered.
“What was that?” asked Z as they all looked up at the roof.

She could not believe it had been one year to the day when her life had changed forever.

“Not again,” commented Ron as he rolled back over and covered his head with his pillow.

“Again?” asked Sky, sitting up in his sleeping bag and rubbing his hand over his face to wake up.

“Yeah. Jenny and Ginny did this last year,” replied Harry as he threw off the covers, got up and walked over to the door. He opened it to see Jenny and Ginny skip by, arm in arm, followed closely by Syd and Z, all singing at the top of their lungs.

“You? Why? How?” asked Jenny in shock. The woman had always been quite and had a cheerful air about her.

“Oh my God! What are you doing here?” asked Jenny as she hugged him tightly. Hearing no response from her usually loud friend, she pulled back to look at him. Something was wrong. His eyes were red and bloodshot and he had major bags underneath them. She let go of him and looked at him with curiosity. “Wh-what’s wrong?” 

“What’s up Gin?” Harry asked, moving to stand beside her and place a hand on her shoulder. 

“Minister, Umbridge and Percy and here,” she replied, her breathing leveling out. Harry looked at his girlfriend, his eyebrows narrowing at the mention of the toad like women with a love of pink. “They were heading towards Dumbledore’s office with the Rangers. I think they’re trying to get rid of them.” 

The tallest of the four was Commander Cruger, wearing his black and silver uniform, a sword hanging from his belt. On his right was a petit women with curly, dark brown hair with flesh colored ears peaking through and bright green eyes, the pupils that of a cat. On Cruger’s left was a young African American wearing a basic black and gray SPD uniform, his dark brown hair in dreadlocks. Next to him walked a thin blond whose hair barely reached her shoulders. The two walked hand in hand. 

The two slowly turned around. There behind them, stood Lord Voldemort, a sword as dark as night in his white hand. Harry felt Jenny tense beside him as his eyes narrowed at the man, no thing that stood before them. He chuckled again as his red cat slits focused on Jenny. “Did you enjoy my little surprise?”

Uproar of disagreement filled the halls, the members of the choirs shouting their pleas for reconsideration. Harry shook his head and looked at Ginny beside him. She wore a glum expression, but it seemed she had sensed it coming as well. Dumbledore raised his hands and the shouting died down. When he opened his mouth to speak, however, another voice spoke from the doorway.

“Whatever happened to the phrase, ‘the show must go on?’”

“Don’t worry, mate,” Ron commented as he appeared beside Harry, clapping his best friend on the shoulder as the two looked at their reflections in the mirror. “It’s not working with me either.” 

Harry laughed as he looked at the lopsided cap sitting on Ron’s head. Ron smiled and smacked Harry’s arm, for Harry’s cap didn’t look much better.

She stood up from her seat at one of the many round tables and moved to greet them. She and Ginny embraced tightly for several moments before she moved to embrace her brother. “Long time no see.”