Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, or any of the other characters, locations (well apart from the made up one, I own that one.) or spells used. If I did I would be very rich and seen as Harry potter was realised when I was 11 I would be a lot older.

Based around the summer after the battle, its some memories that stand out in there minds the most, with some coming later then the summer. Please review, it only takes a second.

Harry's Memories
Written By: Rebecca Foster
Edited By: Cheryl Selkirk

Hello Harry here. I was thinking the other day of some of the memories that stood out to me the most the summer after the final battle and I decided to write it down and share it with the world. I am going to try and get Ginny, Ron and Hermione to write down there's as well. So most of these memories of mine are before the girls left for there final year at Hogwarts.

What a strange time it was, brilliant but strange all the same. I'm going to share a few selected memories with you. Well here goes:-

Ron and Hermione, what to say about them? They have a love/hate relationship. Always arguing about one thing or another, Ginny and I suspected they argued so they can make up… again.

This particular day was no different; I had been woken by yet another yelling match going on in our room. I groaned loudly to remind them that I was there, like usual I had no idea what the argument was about, and I didn't want to know.

'Now look what you've done,' yelled Ron pointing to me.

'Don't you dare blame me for this,' yelled Hermione. During this new argument I reached for my glasses, grabbed my towel and headed for the door, I stopped out side; hand on the handle ready to shut it before saying what I was thinking. 'For god sake you two, can't you just shag and make up. You're giving me headache,' I said to them both, my voice slightly raise so they could hear me over there own yells. I knew immediately I shouldn't have said it, they both stopped and glared at me. Well I wasn't gonna hang around was I? I quickly slammed the bedroom door and made my way downstairs to the bathroom.

'What are they arguing about now?' asked Ginny as I bumped into her on the landing.

*Ginny and I, well our relationship was… hmm… it was a strange relationship. We hadn't gotten back together, yet we couldn't leave each other alone. At any given opportunity there we were in each others space. I remember this one time, about a month after the battle, we were doing a good deed cleaning the broom shed out when a sudden urge came over us, we didn't know Molly had come home early, we never did anything when Molly or Arthur was home. Turns out we were loud and Molly came to investigate, well it was fair to say she got the shock of her life when she walked in to find Ginny laid on a rickety table and me over her, both of us enjoying ourselves, having the best sex of our lives to that point. Well she screamed and caught our attention, I think what annoyed her most was the fact that Ginny and I didn't get dressed and go straight through to her, like I said, we were enjoying ourselves. But my god was Molly mad. I'm not sure what she made of us after that, but we were careful from then on.*

'Not a clue, it was waking me up.' Ginny moved closer to me, pushing me against the wall.

'Mum and Dad are out, and I, like you, still need to shower,' she breathed softly, yet very seductively in my ear. All I will say here is, that was a bloody brilliant shower.

It wasn't until we all sent her and Hermione off for the Hogwarts express that I truly realised how I felt. I took her arm, spun her towards me, and kissed her in front of everyone. I then dropped to one knee and asked her to marry me. I know it was the most unromantic way of proposing but if I didn't do it then, if I didn't declare my love for her before she went back to school, she may never be my wife today, and we wouldn't have 3 beautiful children.

Okay, so I'm gonna tell you about a close friend of mine now, Neville. He was such a hero and brave man in that battle. He is scared from it, quite severely as well. The worse is the big gash across his face and the top of his head where the hat caught fire. Luckily he got it off before it cause to much damage and just about managed to save his hair line, since that day he loves that hairline like a child. He is always coming around with different hair styles, buys hair products by the cauldron full.

He spent a couple of years speaking to people in St Mungo's. He was quite messed up in the head from the battle. I would say the people who truly know Neville know his biggest scar is an emotional scar which he carries with him, hidden away everyday. But I think we all have that scar, buried so deep with-in us that only our loved ones, the ones we choose to let deep into our souls can see it.

Anyway I was telling you about Neville. He joined the Aurors two years after me, a year after Ron. He was brilliant and a fast learner. The war did one thing for him; it gave him confidence in his magic ability. I was a supervisor by then, building my ladder to success even at a mere 19 years old. It was after he made his first arrest a couple of weeks in, we all went out to celebrate, its something we all did for the new kids first arrest. We were in the Leaky Cauldron and bumped into an old school friend Hannah Abbott. Do you remember her? From Hufflepuff, had long blonde hair and brown eyes?

Well she came over and she looked HOT, well she blew Neville away. He bought her a few drinks, talked, danced and they both disappeared early that night, and they have been together ever since. She now runs The Leaky Cauldron, done it up nice as well. It's brighter and more welcoming, the room are more homely, and Neville left the Auror department after a few short but successful years after been offered a job at Hogwarts teaching Herbology. He spent a year under Madam Hooch's wing learning the ropes. He is now head of Gryffindor. He has two Children, Frank who is the same age as my eldest James (who was sorted into Gryffindor together with George's Eldest Fred and spend detentions together. Them three give Fred and George, and the Marauders a run for there money) and Julie Alice who is 5 years younger. They live above the Leaky Cauldron. Neville comes home every other weekend, and a couple of nights during the week so he can spend time with his wife and daughter. His students think he is "cool" though because he lives above a pub. We just think it's convenient.

So I got my dream and became an Auror. They helped me get my N.E.W.T's during training and I was fully qualified with-in a year. It was a couple of days after Fred's funeral when Ron and I got owls inviting us for a meeting with the new and in my opinion the best Minister ever. Minister Shacklebolt and head of Auror Department Gawain Robards. They offered us a job there and then, I accepted straight away Ron however didn't. I remember the words he said as if they we're spoken to me a second ago.

"Thank you, I truly appreciate this opportunity but I must respectfully decline. My family needs me now, I will be helping my brother out with his business, it's where I am needed.'

'But Ron like me you have always wanted to be an Auror.' I said to him, saddened that my friend wouldn't be joining me.

'Yes that is true, been offered this is a dream come true, but I can't leave George on his own. I can't leave him, not yet. It's too soon for him to be on his own.'

I remember those word because it showed the family bond the Weasley have, and how lucky I am then and now to be apart of that family.

Right I am going to get off, want to try and get Ginny, Ron and Hermione to write something. I know I will get Ginny to write, but Ron and Hermione that's a different story.

Harry

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