Yay for sequels, eh?
( Thank you, Emeralds Gem. I might have Harry fight Draco..Just..maybe. )
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I flipped through the phonebook, searching for a name as I heard a familiar voice call out for me.
"Harry? Harry love, can you hand me my dress from the closet?" I shrugged, stepping into our bedroom and taking the red dress from the closet, handing it to the familiar female.
"Thanks. Do you think it looks good with my hair?"
"Beautiful love," I murmured, softly as I looked longingly towards the phonebook. I wondered how she was. I looked down at my feet as a slender hand fell on my shoulder.
"Oh cheer up, I'm sure you'll see her at the dinner tonight." I looked towards the red-head. She had no idea who I was looking for. Sighing, I wondered why I ever had left her. I could clearly remember that day. Tears had been streaming down her face. It'd been the last year of Seventh year. I'd left her. For Ginny Weasley. It'd been three years. I was twenty now, and I had grown up a lot. She'd been the best thing that'd ever happened to me. Ginny ran her fingers through my hair, and I was briefly reminded of Govette. "Ready?" I asked, as I wrapped my arms around her waist.
"Ready as I'll ever be."
Govette's point of view.
RRRRRRHM,RHM, RHHHHHM.
I grinned. I was a speed demon. Swerving helplessly around a corner, my motorcycle nearly skidded into the wall before I pulled it straight. Skidding to a stop with a loud squeal of the wheels, I stopped in front of the Auror Hall in London, fixing my dress as I stepped inside.
"Govette, Govette, there you are," called Hermione, waving me over to her and Ron, whom were holding hands. With a few glances, I looked for Harry but couldn't find him. My heart ached as I remembered him. I should hate him, but I didn't. I'd forgiven him, a long time ago. I'd forgiven him on the train ride to Dublin. Three years ago. Ginny had been my best friend. Well, one of my best friends. And it hurt. But I should have expected it. As I scanned the room, I caught eyes with someone who had thinly rimmed black circular glasses, and wide emerald eyes. And a scar.
That lightning bolt scar.
