Second Harry Potter oneshot! I don't own Harry Potter. Enjoy.
"David. David slow down!" My wife scolded me as we were walking down London streets. "It's not a race! We can take our time window shopping! The baby still has a few months anyway!" She joked. It was December 14th, 2007 so we were scrambling to take care of all the last minute presents and such and with a baby on the way... Life was hectic.
"Of course, Alyssa." Then something caught my eye, actually someone. I hadn't seen him since he spent his last summer at Dudley's house but there he was and I would see him walking around the streets, Harry Potter. I was twenty seven now, and he should be too.
Last time I had heard of him Dudley was telling the class he had went to a correctional facility. Everyone agreed that he belonged there while Dudley was looking but the moment he had turned his back whispers and rumors flew. Why would nerdy Harry Potter be sent away? Would he even survive in a place like that?
"Oi, Alyssa, I see an old classmate I'm going to say hello." I murmured as she nodded, too engrossed in a display of baby clothes and such.
Hurrying across the street I ran to catch up to Harry. I don't know what compelled me to do it but... I did.
"Harry! Harry Potter?" I asked when I was in hearing distance of the man. He looked around his shoulder warliy as though his name was often shouted when he went out in public. His eyes widened and he turned around.
"David? David Fransis?" He asked, incredulously. "Wow, good to see you again. It's been quite a while." He rubbed the back of his head and looked around as if he could find something to say.
"So where do you work?" I asked. "Decided not to stay near the Dursley's, eh?"
"Yeah... Actually I'm in... Law enforcement." He said, looking as though he had to think to remember his job... unless he was unemployed. "How about you, David?"
"Oh I'm just started as a teacher this year at our old school. Funny how I used to look forward to getting out of there and now I'm willing going back in." I said, chuckling. He nodded and smiled. I could tell he never wanted to go back, even now.
"Harry! Harry what's taking so long? I want to get home! James won't stop teasing Albus and it's for my nerves!" A woman with long red hair and two small children in tow appeared behind Harry. She also had a swollen belly, so I assumed she was pregnant.
"Oh Ginny!" He exclaimed. "This is David he went to school with me!" He turned to me. "This is Ginny, my wife."
"No he didn't! Oh unless you're talking about the Mu-" She paused. "I'm sorry I went to school with Harry in high school so I got a bit confused." She held out her hand and I shook it. She went to the correctional facility too? She didn't seem like the violent or messed up type but those days were probably behind her.
One of the little boys, peered around from behind his mother and proclaimed loudly. "Mummy! Is that man a Muggle? Can I talk to the Muggle?"
"James!" Ginny scolded, looking petrified. James had black hair as his father did and you could tell he'd look like his father when he matured.
"A Muggle?" I repeated confusedly. "What's a 'Muggle'?"
"Oh... It's what James calls... blondes." Harry said, looking around nervously. "I don't know why... We're trying to make him stop. He's funny that way."
"No Daddy.. You know Muggles are people who don't have-" James started only to be cut off by his mother who scooped him in her arms, shushing him.
"So out to do some last minute shopping?" I asked Harry.
"Wes." The younger boy who appeared to be two and was clutching Harry's pant leg spoke up. "We goin' to Diawgon Awey." He said with the lisp of a small child.
"Diagon Alley?" I asked. "Where's that?"
"Oh it's this place he pretends to go to sometimes." Harry said, picking the boy up. "David, this is Albus, we call him Al."
Albus? Weird name but supposedly so was Potter, though I always thought we was perfectly nice.
"David, ready to go? My feet are hurting." Alyssa said from behind me. I smiled and turned around.
"Of course, dear. Alyssa, this is Harry and Ginny, and their two boys Albus and James. This is my wife Alyssa." I informed the Potter family.
"Oh, you're expecting too?" Alyssa asked Ginny.
Ginny looked at her offended. "No!" We stood there in shock for a moment, unsure of what to say before she started giggling. "Oh! The look on your faces! I'm sorry, it was rude to lie... Yes I am. Hopefully with a girl." She said smiling.
"Us too!" Alyssa said. Personally, I hoped for a boy.
"Well, we'll be off! Maybe we'll see you around, Harry?" I asked. He smiled and looked at my wife and then me.
"Maybe someday, we'll see you at the train station." He said smiling and him and his family disappeared into the crowd. What could he possibly mean?
11 and 1/2 years later...
"Dad! Dad!"
"What is it Emery?" I asked my daughter, not looking up from my newspaper.
"There's an owl perched on the window and it's tapping on the glass! Come see!" She exclaimed. I raised my eyebrows. How strange. I followed her to the kitchen window and there was a tan owl, sitting there pecking on the window, in it's talons it appeared to be holding a note.
"Blimey..." I whispered, not noticing her open the window, letting the bird swoop in. "Emery! What are you doing!"
"Letting it in!" She said as it dropped the paper and flew back out the open window, perched on a tree as if waiting for us to open it.
I picked it up. It was parchment and was addressed to Emery Fransis. I opened it with shaking hands and started reading to my daughter.
"Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Dear Miss Fransis, we are pleased to inform you..."
