Harry sighed as he sat at home, watching a show on television. He was bored, being in a world of muggles. While he did not regret giving up most of his magic life, he did miss the thrill. He decided to go get the mail, since it had been two days since he had.

Slipping on his shoes and coat, he stepped outside. It was so cold it made him shiver within seconds of being outside, but a quick heat spell helped that. Harry walked down the street, his scar showing through his black bangs. People would watch him walking, the scar forever a mark of his life. Some old wizards would bow their heads to the boy, but he brushed them off. Harry Potter the chosen one was gone. Now he was just, Harry.

He finally made it to the post office, and was surprised by the sight. A white owl was flying all around, with people chasing it. Harry held up his finger and whispered, "Expeliarmus." Everybody but the bird flew into the back wall. "Can I help you, bird?" Harry greeted the young owl, who looked like the son of the one he had recently lost.

The owl put a folded piece of paper into Harry's hand before he flew off. Harry walked outside as well. He opened the paper, and began reading.

To Harry Potter,

We at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry would like to invite you to a reunion. All students who graduated ten years ago will be invited, and all family members are welcome.

We hope to see you here,

Albus Dumbledore.

Harry gasped and ran to his house. The date was the very next day, and he had to get prepared and get there now! He ran into the house and used a spell to get packed, before grabbing his keys and suitcase and ran out to his Crown Victorian. He started it and began flying through the air.