Dennis Creevey had decided a long time ago that he had to heal. After his older brother Colin's untimely death, he had been shattered. Colin had been his guiding light, his protector, his best friend. It was all over now, now, he needed to heal, so, he decided to do what he had always wanted to do, he opened a photo studio in Diagon Alley; Creevey's Portrait's.
The work was wonderful, people coming in almost every day. They mostly wanted the photos as gifts for friends and family, but others wanted them for themselves. It was average work, but on one, not so average day, Dennis' whole world changed.