AN: I don't own Harry Potter. I began this story a long time ago, recently edited and revamped because I would like to finish it.
Chapter 1: The Letter
Almost five years since Harry Potter had graduated from Hogwarts, he sat thinking under a certain tree in a small park near the Ministry of Magic headquarters. People who saw him there started to call it "Harry's Tree". It was not very creative but he liked the idea. Sitting under that tree was something he enjoyed doing in his spare time, particularly during his lunch breaks. Over the past few years Harry's free time had become disturbingly scarce since he had followed his dream in becoming an auror. Even after the defeat of Voldemort and the betrayal of the Ministry of Magic, Harry had still wanted to be an Auror. Thankfully the situation in the Ministry had improved since the fall of Voldemort and the appointment of a new Minister of Magic.
Everything was so different now. He smiled remembering how much he had changed from that nervous little boy, just starting out in his first year. He had definitely changed physically; he was taller and quite a bit more muscular, but somehow he still looked a bit undernourished and his hair was still incredibly messy. Some things seem to never change, such as Harry continuing to wear his glasses religiously even though he did not need to. Even though Harry was happy with his job and his friends, something seemed missing from his life. For all he tried, Harry could not put a finger on it. Not too long ago he had been very happy, looking forward to-- An owl suddenly appeared overhead. It was Hedwig, who was beginning to show her age. She had a letter tied to her leg, addressed to Harry. He quickly snatched it away from her, hoping that it was a letter from Ron or Hermione. To Harry's suprise the letter was from Hogwarts. Letting he curiosity getting the better of him, Harry ripped the letter open.
HOGWARTS SCHOOLof WITCHCRAFT and WIZARDRY
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Dear Mr. Potter,
Due to a suggestion from some of our alumni we have decided to hold a class reunion. I am honored to extend this invitation to you to join us on March 13, 2008. Please send us and owl no later than November 30. We look forward to your reply.
Yours sincerely,
Headmistress Minerva McGonagall
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Harry set the letter down, a warm smile spread across his face, and his eyes were filled with excitement. After digging through his bag to find some scrap parchment and a quill with an undamaged tip, Harry quickly wrote a letter to Hermione, and Ron.