A/N- I in no way own Harry Potter or any of the characters. The characters you do not recognize are my own creation.

"When you have seen as much of life as I have, you will not underestimate the power of obsessive love." by J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince.
The great Harry Potter, The-boy-who-lived, the Chosen One, and the hero of the wizarding world was impatiently waiting for his friends and girlfriend outside of Gringott's Wizard Bank. It had been two months since he, with the help of his friends had defeated the Dark Lord and his Death Eaters. The skies were finally starting to clear up for Harry. He lived with the closest person he had to a father. That's Remus Lupin, of course. He was finally 17 and rid of his abusive aunt, uncle, and cousin. He was in love with the girl of his dreams and he had the best friends (who obviously couldn't tell time) a bloke could ever hope for. He and everyone else, witch, wizard, and squib was pleased to hear that Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry would be opening its doors once again. Harry and his friends decided to go shopping together. Although the skies were indeed clearing up, Harry couldn't help but feel that something was missing.

Harry was dressed in blue jeans, a plain white tee, a black cap to cover his scar, and sunglasses for his brilliant emerald eyes. These days he couldn't even go out to enjoy the summer sun without being drowned in a sea of paparazzi or being mauled by desperate women. Harry watched as people stared and pointed at his "strange" attire. Harry cursed himself for thinking his outfit would make him inconspicuous rather than the most noticeable thing on Diagon Alley besides the flashing lights coming from Weasley's Wizard Wheezes. Harry hated people staring at him. Harry heard hushed whispers from passersby.

"Where are you guys?"

As if on cue Harry noticed a group of teenagers pushing their way through a large crowd outside of Weasley's Wizard Wheezes.

"Excuse me," Hermione's unmistakable voice was heard from the emerging crowd.

"Let us through" came Ginny's"

"OUT OF THE FUCKING WAY!!!" That had to be Ron.

A couple of shouts, a slap on the back of Ron's head from Hermione (for language, of course), and several pushes later Harry could see his best friends walking toward him. Ron, Hermione, Neville, Ginny, and Luna each smiled at Harry. Ginny ran to him and gave him an inherited Molly Weasley bone-crushing hug.

"Gin...can't...breathe..."

"Oh sorry, love. I just missed you is all."

"I came to the Burrow for lunch yesterday."

"I know, but it seems like I haven't seen you in years." Ginny stood on her tiptoes and pulled Harry into a much needed kiss. She jammed her tongue into his mouth without warning. Harry loved how aggressive she was.

"AHEM," Hermione coughed.

"Way to kill the mood, Hermione," snapped Ginny.

"It's ok, Gin. Is anyone going to bother to tell me why you guys are so late or not?"

"Well we would have been here on time- early, in fact- if Mr. and Mrs. Snog-a-lot didn't waste so much time. We were at the Burrow and headed out the door when dear Luna tells us all that she forgot her traveling cloak in the room that we share with Ginny. She runs up the stairs and two minutes later she calls for Ron to help her look. So he runs up as well. Twenty minutes later I can't hear any movements from upstairs. I go up to see if everything was alright. I walk in and find them snogging on the bed I'm supposed to sleep on-I hope you know we're switching beds, Luna- anyway we're all sorry, Harry, I know you hate to go out by yourself."

"Oh, well then in that case, nice one Ron," Harry said slapping Ron a high five.

"What can I say? She can't get enough of me," Ron bragged. Luna smacked Ron playfully on the arm.

"You know, Hermione, we've done more than snog on all of the beds. So it really doesn't matter where you sleep. I just hope the Scloops don't visit the Burrow," Luna said to Hermione.

"The what," Hermione asked her with a heated face.

"You know, they are attracted to the scent of se-"

"Oh, isn't she just the most amazing girl. Luna, why don't we talk about something else? Anything else," Ron said red-faced.

"OH GROSS IN MY BED!!"

"Give it a rest, Hermione. Besides I'm really going to have to disagree with Ron. I think I'm staring at the most amazing girl," Harry said with his eyes boring into Ginny's. Ginny blushed.

"Oh Harry," Ginny said lost in Harry's gaze.

"Ok, ok, enough with all the couple talk. You people make me sick. On a better note, Ginny, I know you wanted new robes, so why don't you and Neville head to Madame Malkin's."

"Oh Merlin, I forgot, Neville was here. Why are you so quiet, Neville?" Harry asked Neville.

"I don't know. Nothing for me to say, really."

"Ok well I'm going to Flourish and Blott's. There are a few books I'd like to read," Hermione continued.

"I'll go with you. There's a book I'm looking for too," Harry said.

"So where are you two going?" Ginny asked gesturing to Ron and Luna.

"They are coming with us to the book store so I can keep an eye on them. Nothing will ever get done if we leave them alone. NO objections, Ron."

"She's right, love. As usual. Let's just go willingly before we see her ugly side," Luna said rubbing Ron's back.

"Whatever," Ron replied scornfully.

"Shall we go then?" Ginny asked.

"Yeah let's head off. If you two finish before us meet us in Flourish and Blott's. And we'll meet you in Madame Malkin's if we finish first."

"I'll miss you," Ginny said taking Harry's hands in hers.

"I'll miss you more," Harry said resting his forehead on hers.

"I love you," Ginny said giving him a peck on the lips.

"I love you more," Harry said caressing her cheek.

"Impossible."

"Is that so?"

"Ok we all love you both and we will all miss you. Can we just go?" Hermione shouted.

"Ok, hold your hippogriffs (A/N- sorry if I spelled that wrong). We're going," Ginny snapped pulling Neville's arm and walking away.

"Before we go, can I ask Harry just what the FUCK it is he's wearing? This is Diagon Alley, mate, in case you haven't noticed."

"Language, Ronald. Honestly," Hermione chasted.

"Yes mum," Ron muttered.

"What was that? If you have something to say I suggest you speak a bit louder for the rest of us to hear," Hermione snapped.

Silence.

"That's what I thought. Here, Harry I packed an extra robe in my bag," Hermione said tossing him a robe.

"Thanks."

"Ok everything's set, everyone's ready. May we please go now?" Hermione asked impatiently.

"Ok, ok don't get your knickers in a bunch."