-A/N: I decided to rewrite the first chapter; I thought it was just so badly written and didn't give enough information. Actually, it seemed really childish. So here it is! The REMAKE!-
-At home, in the apartment-
Life never was better for a man in his early twenties. Infinite doors and opportunities opened for young people, at the height of their youth. It was the twenties was the golden age. For most people, this is the case, just as it is for a certain green-eyed man.
Harry really wasn't different from three years ago. Same black hair that had its messy look and the same green eyes, yet life was less complicated than before, or was it? He had a job, a great job in fact and lived in a respectable apartment with his two best friends. Life was great and full. Well, at least he thought so. Something in him was whispering to him that life was not full and complete that he thought it was. In fact, it was far from it. One thing that the voice in his head had forgotten to mention was what he lacked.
'So much for leaving out details,' Harry thought dryly.
It was early morning of yet another day. This morning wasn't really different from any other day since he seemed to think the same thoughts in the morning. Would he find the missing piece in his life on that day? Sometimes, and only sometimes, he thought that maybe the missing piece of his life would be trying to find him too. Maybe that missing piece was missing something too in his or her life. Just maybe, but Harry usually pushed this thought out to the furthest corner of his consciousness. There could not be a possibility that someone needed him too…
She had stayed up late last night. Harry and Ron had both asked what she had been doing in her bedroom last night. She had not answered in case one of them or even both of them had wanted to read it. No doubt both men would have like to sneak a peek at her diary. She had spent so long describing what was ailing her that she had got carried away. How silly of her! She knew that she would need to get up early to go to the conference the next day. The late night was taking the toll on her as she sleepily blinked away the sleep that threatened close her eyes once more.
Sunlight seeped in; it flooded her room with an ethereal light of gold seeming almost heavenly. She loved and still loved the colour gold, it reminded her of her times at Hogwarts. She closed her eyes again and sighed. Everybody had changed so much! Ginny and Draco were together, not to mention Ron and Luna. What about her? No one who was Mr Right yet.
She got up and stretched. She vowed to herself never to stay up too late, no matter what. 'Well, I guess I will only stay up if I get asked out, which is highly unlikely,' she mused to herself. She smiled a rueful smile and made her way to the bathroom. She would need to get to the there before one of the boys made it before her. She rolled her eyes, the state in which Harry and Ron left it in….
Love really wasn't something that crossed the minds of people. Well that certainly applied to two certain people. They were so thick headed, so dumb! How could they not realise that love was what they were lacking in their lives. Ronald Weasley was brushing his teeth in front of the bathroom mirror. For goodness sake! They were thicker than him! You would think that the smartest witch of their year would be able to work out that she lacked love. Obviously Hermione wasn't as smart as people thought she was.
There was a knock at the door with an accompanying demand, "Who is in there! I need to use the bathroom!" Ron rolled his eyes again. Hermione really was more bossy that Ginny. Ginny never did sympathise with him but she didn't know what it was like to live with Hermione.
Shouting out in as a clear voice he could muster with a mouthful of toothpaste, "I'll be just a sec!" He could almost imagine Hermione tapping her foot in impatience. He leaned down and spat out the toothpaste and rinsed out his mouth.
Ron was right; Hermione was impatient and was tapping her foot.
"I hate to break to you Ronald Weasley, but we have to get to the office soon, we have a meeting," Hermione said quite queenly. She sniffed and continued, "I'm glad you finally made your way out of the bathroom, now if you'll excuse me, I'll be in it." She brushed past him and closed the door with a snap.
"Women…," muttered Ron. "Hey Harry! Have you made breakfast yet?" Ron shouted while going through to his own bedroom.
Harry had been frantically going through his drawers for matching socks. He wasn't as clumsy or messy as Ron but as Hermione said, boys would be boys. Finally he caught sight of a red and black sock. He looked to the other sock in his hand and… "HA!" Harry shouted in triumph. He had found his sock! He looked at his watch and groaned. There wouldn't be enough time to have any breakfast and he hadn't eaten anything last night. He sighed. It would be hard day today without any morning food. He nearly laughed. It would be harder for Ron since his stomach was like a water bag with a hole in it. He ran his fingers through his hair again. It would really be a hard day today.
A few minutes later, Hermione was drying her hair. She wondered what time it was. Surely she had time to eat something. Perhaps Harry had made something while she was in the shower. She looked around the sink to see if her watch was there. Then she remembered, she had left it in the bedroom! She mentally kicked herself.
"Harry! What time is it? Have you made breakfast yet? Are we going to be late?" Hermione shouted out to a grumbling Harry. He felt quite harried that Ron and Hermione were both hassling him to make breakfast and be in short, super man.
"Why do you ask so many questions? Number one, it's nearly eight-thirty. Number two, I haven't made breakfast yet since there's not time. Number three, WE ARE GOING TO BE LATE SO DO YOU MIND HURRYING UP IN THERE?" Harry nearly yelled the last time. Blast girls and their need to spend so long in the shower. What was wrong with them? Couldn't they be like boys and just leave the hair alone instead of brushing it through so many times?
Before going out to the car, he grabbed a banana. Good old bananas, so handy. Before going away though, he took an extra three. There was one for Hermione and two for that glutinous Ron. He ran to the car and got in. Ron was already in the driver's side, looking excited as usual to be driving a muggle invention. Perhaps he was more like his father than he thought.
With a very un-Hermione-like grace, Hermione came rushing out of the apartment with her robe half on. She quickly scrambled into the car and slammed the door. They would be late, they all knew it but there goes the old saying, 'better late than never'. In this case, that saying would go suitably well, since Remus Lupin would have their necks had they not attended the meeting.
-At work-
Meetings were always boring. The three had gone into the lecture room with stern glances at Remus. They all found places and resigned themselves to the fact that they would be kept in the lecture room for hours. His lectures just weren't like what they used to be.
Dean Thomas, who was sitting a few seats away whispered to them, "Hey you three! I'm hosting a party about two weeks from now. People from the old school days are coming. You up for it?" Dean kept looking towards Remus in case he was seen talking while the "important" lecture was on.
"Can I invite Luna too? I think she would like to come," Ron asked Dean.
"Yeah sure. I heard she was your girl friend. I would hate to leave my best buddy's girl friend at home!" Dean said with a amused twinkle in his eye.
"What about Ginny? Oh dear, that means Draco would need to come too. I'm not sure what trouble that might cause…" Hermione said thoughtfully. Hermione reminded Harry of the times Luna seems to be in her own world.
"Sure! Invite anyone you want. It'll be at my place. You can confirm with me if you're coming or not later," Dean moved back to his own seat.
Harry frowned to himself while Hermione and Ron seemed to find something to argue about. The topic could have actually revolved around how Ginny was dating Draco. Somehow, Harry felt as if this party of Dean's would end up in chaos. He just didn't know why, but he did.
A/N: Okay, there we have it, the REMAKE. I don't know why I put in caps lock. So, I hope it was better (It better be…), because the first one was a bit, lacking. Thankyou to all those who reviewed before! My beta didn't edit so if there's any grammar that's wrong, you know who to blame, MOI!