A Special Year

Chapter 01 – How they met - Harry's POV

He was home, he couldn't believe it. He graduated from Hogwarts.

When he apparated in the front porch of his house, all the anger with his parents disappeared, they could very well gone to the station to pick him up, but he knew they were busy, but as a punishment he stayed the first night back in a hotel, he lost his first day as a free man sleeping. As he was getting near the door he realized that something was amiss, everything was dark and silent, that wasn't like his father at all, even more on summer, when uncle Sirius and Lupin would be there to party with him, mostly Lupin would talk to his mum, as he thought of his mum, his heart tightened, he missed her so much, she was the most extraordinary woman he had ever met, and he met quite a few, being who he was, the famous Harry Potter, summarizing he was filthy rich, good-looking and the part that he most disliked, he destroyed the darkest wizard of all times, Lord Voldemort, most people still feared hearing his name, but not him.

When he was just a little boy, no more than one year old, one of his dad's best friends had betrayed him, Peter Pettigrew had told Lord Voldemort of his parents location, Voldemort did tried to kill them, but because of an ancient magic, love, their family was protected, making the killing spell reflect and target Lord Voldemort himself, but he was powerful and the spell didn't make quite the expected effect, Voldemort still lived but just as a shadow, when Harry completed 11 years old he was recruited to attend the best magic school in Europe, Hogwarts, in this year Voldemort tried to kill him once again, and once again Harry came out as a winner, in his second year Voldemort tried again, but this time he used a innocent little girl, and almost killed her, Harry still wasn't sure what was the girl's name, but he had a suspicion it was Ginnie, Jenny or something like that, he never saw her again, but Dumbledore says she is fine. In his third year he caught Peter and sent him to Azkaban, and in his fourth year everything ended, Voldemort tried to possess him, but because of the ancient power, he couldn't bear to be within Harry, Voldemort just exploded as simple as that. After that came his 5th, 6th and 7th year and he finally could live his life as normal boy, he had friends, and girlfriends, but he still wasn't happy, because none of those people were permanent, they would pretend that their interests laid in Harry, but it was actually in everything he represented, money and power.

When a loud crack that he immediately recognised as someone apparating came from inside the house, Harry woke from his daydreams, he took his wand out of his pocket and without a sound he entered the house.

'SURPRISE'

He jumped high; there was so many people in there, he didn't know half of them, it looked like his whole school had come, and he didn't know what was the party about, he walked around and said hello to a few people, that was when he spotted his father, he looked at James he was in a deep conversation with Harry's godfather, Sirius, he looked at them for more ten seconds and decided to move.

'Bam.' He tripped on his own feet and fell straight to the floor, in front of the toilet, he was lucky nobody saw that, or so he thought when a beautiful female hand was in his face, as he was still dizzy he couldn't figure out what to do with the present situation.

'Just hold my hand.' He heard a melodic voice saying.

'Come on, is not that hard, just hold out your hand and grasp mine.' And so he did, after she helped him out, he looked into her eyes, and got lost in it, her eyes was just gorgeous; it was the most beautiful water-blue.

'Hey….hey….Hey.' he snapped out of his trance as he heard her shouting.

'I'm sorry, but have we met?' He said to the redhead.

'As a matter of fact, yes we did.' She responded smiling.

'Where? I don't remember seeing you before, and believe me, I would remember you.

'You will just have to figure it out on your own, because I need to use the loo right now, so if you will excuse me.' And she entered the toilet, he decided to wait right here for her, she was just perfect, and he wasn't going to let her go.

'Hello son.' He heard from the other side of the room, it was his mother, the most beautiful redheaded woman on the room, as for the second one, it didn't need discussion, but his mum was still calling out for him, so he left the toilet guard duty and went to meet his mother.

'Oh my God, how I missed you, when I saw you talking to that beautiful girl I thought I wouldn't talk to you today.' She said as she was hugging him.

'She is pretty isn't she?'

'Yes she is, what's her name?' she asked as she let him go.

'I have no idea who half of this people are, you invited them, you should know her name, and by the way why did you invited them?'

'It is a graduation party, for all of your friends, your father invited all 5th, 6th and 7th year at your school, we don't know their name either, and I think you better go talk to your father, he's going to have a fit if he knows you are talking to me first, you know how he is jealous because you like me better.' She said laughing.

'But mum, I don't like you better.' Harry said.

'I love you.'

'I know, now go, he is waiting.'

'Hey dad, how are you?' he said, startling his dad.

'Hello son, I'm fine, and yourself?'

'I'm great, but I have a question to ask you.'

'Ask away.'

'I need to know the name of the most beautiful redhead in this room.'

'Lillian potter.' he said with a tone who thought this was an obvious answer.

'No, mum is in the kitchen'

'So there are no beautiful redheads here anymore.'

'Oh, yes there are, there is at least one, she is petite, with gloriously long red hair, beautiful blue eyes, and the most melodic voice.'

'Sweetie, your mother's eyes are green just like yours'

'Dad, I am not talking about mother, this girl is from Hogwarts, but I don't remember ever seeing her, she sure looks familiar, but I think I would notice her.'

'Somebody is in love, somebody is in love.' Sang James as he saw the look of admiration in his son's face as he was talking about Ginny, yes that was her name, he knew perfectly well who she was, and saw the change of looks between her and his son in the toilet door earlier, he just thought that was better to let Harry discover love on his own, it was more fun that way.

'No, I'm not, I just want to have fun, but I don't think she is going to fall for my charms, she had that look, that I often find boring, how is it called.' He said pretending to not remember.

'Aah, I remember now, it is called 'I am a proper girl, and I'm not going to go inside the broom closet with you, just because you are Harry bloody potter' yeah, that is it, but there was a lot of fire there too, she is a walking contradiction.'

'Somebody is in love, somebody is in love.' James continued to sing, ignoring his son's protests, he knew that if Harry found fire in her eyes, He would find fire all over her. Sooner or later.