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"Merlin's beard! Great to see you Harry!" It was Fred Weasley. He was now a tall, skinny man, with beaming eyes and a booming voice for his body structure.

"Fred!" Harry exclaimed. "Good to see you, too!" two men embraced each other. Meanwhile, the customers of the Weasley's Wizard Wheezes squeezed by, looking for new fascinating products on display.

"Wow, Harry!" Similar booming voice of George Weasley came nearby. "Oh man, you look different!" he said, eyeing Harry up and down. He thumped Harry on the back.

"You too, George. Well it's been quite a while since I last saw you guys…the shop is going well?" Harry asked, glancing around. But even without asking, he could tell that the Joke shop was still one of the most popular stores in Diagon Alley. There were more decorations and products added since it first opened when Harry was in his 6th year at Hogwarts.

"Of course, we're making tons of gold here, mum's finally satisfied with us at last." Fred said, grinning and slightly rolling his eyes.

George laughed, too. "Have you seen Ron and Hermione recently?" he asked in a different tone.

Harry looked up. "Huh? Oh yes, I'm going to go visit them." Harry replied and let out a small sigh so the twins wouldn't hear.

Yes, it's been a long time. Those horcruxes needed to be searched, and Harry was all over the place, looking for them. But even after 11 years since he graduated from Hogwarts of Witchcraft and Wizardry, he missed his bestest friends, Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger. He dove into his pocket and pulled out a recent letter from Hermione, who had just sent Harry big news.

Dear Harry,

How have you been doing? We miss you so much! It's been over a year already since we last saw you, and we miss you very much. I hope the horcruxes are coming okay. But Ron and I have huge news to tell you, and we hope you will be thrilled, just like we are.

Ron proposed to me last night.

I know! Isn't it fantastic? Our wedding date is already settled, too. It will take place on August 27th, I'm thinking. And oh, Harry, you MUST come. You're our best friend, and if you don't show up, it will be horrible…Ron's out right now with his father at the ministry, he's got a job to do. We're moving into a house together this week, too. I hope you can come and visit us sometime. Oh, Harry, please take care,

Lots of Love, Hermione.

When Harry had first read the letter, he couldn't help but let his jaw drop at least 3 inches. He was aware that his best friends in the whole world, Ron and Hermione were dating each other, but he never thought wedding would come so…soon. He was at Godric's Hollow then, visiting his parent's graveyards. Feeling somewhat lonely and awestruck at the same time, he immediately came to Diagon Alley for more company. And today, he was finally going to see his old two best buddies again.

Harry was carefully pocketing his letter from Hermione when he saw a girl in front of him trip on his robes.

Harry immediately apologized and helped her get her to her feet. She was no more than 11 or 12 years old. But as soon as Harry looked into her face, he froze in his spot, wildly reminiscencing about 13 years before. It was the girl's particular physiognomy, it was so familiar, and reminded him of more than one person. Yet, he couldn't exactly put a finger on it…who was it that she reminded him of so clearly?

"I'm sorry," the girl said, and looked genuinely apologetic. Her silky dark brown hair hung long behind her back, and she grabbed her shopping things about her. She smiled lightly, and Harry saw her hazel eyes travel to his forehead. The girl silently gasped, and just walked away.

Harry noticed that the girl had dropped a piece of parchment behind her. "Hey, you dropped this," he said, he wasn't exactly sure how to address a girl so below his age level. But he remembered himself coming to Diagon Alley for the first time of his life with Hagrid, the gamekeeper of Hogwarts, 16 years ago buying things for Hogwarts.

The girl turned back, and smiled. "Thanks," she said. The moment she smiled, only one face popped clearly into his mind. Not to mention that face had given Harry nightmares for a long time. Cedric Diggory. The little girl's smile was so identical to his. But it was impossible. Cedric was dead. He died 13 years ago.At the Triwizard Tournament… Did he perhaps have a cousin? A sister? Yet the girl's face wasn't entirely Cedric's either. There was someone else's he knew, that was in the little girl's face…only if he knew who…

The girl noticed that Harry was looking at her intently, and just stared at him back. Her facial features were perfect and gorgeous for a little girl. Perfectly arched eyebrows, well defined nose, small lips, but it was the eyes…charming and friendly, but looked determined on the other hand. They were dark hazel and slightly almond shaped. They looked alarmingly at Harry's green ones.

"Cecilia!" an urgent voice called out of nowhere. The girl snapped out of the staring contest with Harry, so did he.

The girl hurriedly ran out of sight, holding her things. Harry quietly followed, hoping to see who was the caller.

"Mum!" the girl said. And the woman was has just been called 'mum' had her back turned against Harry. She had shiny black hair that fell like curtain behind her back. It was that gorgeous hair Harry knew only too well.

Cho.

His heart thumping furiously and his questions answered, Harry hurriedly bolted out of sight.

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