A girl no more than twenty-two is sitting writing on a kitchen table, her script was mess and hurried. At every noise made by the house would make her jump. However, as she signed off, she allowed herself to cry. That was it, this was the end. She signed picking up her bag she disappeared from sight. She had left everything she had known since she had left school. The relationships, the highs, the lows and most importantly the love.


May smiled at the little boy, she knew he was growing up fast and she counted every moment she was with him and dread when she was not. Her little boy was smart and handsome, which is typical for a mother to say. Nevertheless, she knew there was missing something and as she looked down in her bedside draw she saw the ring and the photo of a happy couple, it was a wizard picture and it showed them at a beach smiling and hugging and laughing to the camera.

'Toby' she smiled as the little began jumping on the bed 'come on get down'

'Ok, mummy' he started to whine 'can we see Uncle Matt and Rupert today' he said in his sweet voice

'No their busy' tickling his toddlers' body 'and you better get ready'

'I wanna choose I wanna choose' he said again jumping up and down before getting off the bed and running threw the first floor landing to his bedroom, May followed him and watched as he pulled what seemed to be everything out of his wardrobe and drawers and once he was done

'Ok we'll will go and get you that new broom then we have to be in Devon it Eloise's wedding remember' smiling she left her son as he changed.

'Ready' buttoning up the little boy coat as he nodded 'yeah' they stepped into the fireplace, she grabbed something that looked like ash and threw it down uttering 'Diagon Alley'.

But as they stepped out of the fireplace coughing, they bumped into someone when they exited the fireplace. 'Sorry' May said still coughing whilst trying to pick up her son 'I'm so used to muggle transport' laughing to herself

'May, May Thomas'

'Angelina, god it's been years.' picking up her son Angelina noticed the little boy at May's knees

'How olds yours'

'Oh, Toby. He's four.' worriedly smile she took his hand and tried to leave

'You going shopping, yes, we might as while join up' walking out the door May sheepishly followed up 'Oh how's your partner'

'Oh, I'm not with anyone. My rather busy with career and having a little kid doesn't allow for it'

'Oh, yeah, me, Kate and a couple of others went to she your film about the girl who says does not believe in love but was in love with a guy but because she was forced to let him go she lost him.'

'Oh, the modern telling of Persuasion.'

'Yeah. Wait did you say he was four.' as they were entering the high street

'Yes, well be better get going I'm going to a Wedding. So I just came to get him a new training broom'

'Well why not you come into the shop, if you know George you'll find it easy' and with that she walked away.

'Mummy' he asked as they went in the opposite direction 'who was that'

'Angelina' entering the Quidditch shop she suddenly noticed how many things Oliver endorsed and she knew this was going to be a long shop. But once it was finished he son decided he wanted some tricks to pay on his godfather and found his goal in a bright orange storefront and then she remember what Angelina had said. However, as he ran into the shop she reluctantly followed, she felt as she was a single mum and he had no father on the scene that she had to give him something extra each time. Her parents had disowned her, it was not apparently proper for a daughter of theirs to be a single mum. But that wasn't to say she didn't have friends by her side, Percy and her had always been friends and there was also the muggle ones, the actors and singers that knew the coverage and scrutiny she got from the press. They were all there for her. She tried to keep that balanced healthy and there was always a home where in the world for her and Toby of hers to stay at. She was a self made woman and that's how she like it, she wasn't reliant anyone, she could do what she wanted in the bounds of having a kid.

But entering the shop she whispered to the boy to hurry up in here, she shyly smiled and moved into a place where she could watch her son but not be apart of any action. Looking around she saw new and old names of stock they sold, it had hardly changed, the same orange front. It must drag the kids in she thought to herself. Once her son had finished she marched him to the counter and was about to pay when she looked up and saw him walking out laughing with George. Her heart seemed to skip as she looked at him, she quickly turned and paid for her things taking the bag she placed it with the rest of them and then taking the little boys hand smiled and walked out the door.

His friends looked at Oliver, but just stood there. He'd never spoken about her or said what had happened and they had never asked hoping he would tell them in his own time. But he never did, his friends never mentioned her name and Kate and Angelina never mentioned her latest film that they'd seen. They of course had read about the boy but had never seen pictures, they heard that she refused and photo with him in in the press had to be blurred out. But when they had saw him today Angelina knew that it was Oliver's, he was an exact copy, from the hair to everything, the only thing he missed was his accent.


As they sat around the table, nobody said anything bar polite civilities until Oliver banged the table in fury 'How could she' he moaned Angelina and George looked up to she if he had caught on 'show up here again' they sighed

'She usually stays in the muggle world. She's an actress' Kate offer

'It was what she always wanted to be' Oliver laughed

'Wait I thought she was training to be an Aurror' said George reminding his friends girlfriend

'Only because of her parents' he laughed but then his expression changed 'I've always wondered if she only dated me because she wanted to get back at her parents in a way.'

His friends unhelpfully laughed before Kate said 'She was in love with you since you twos sixth year' looking directly at her he asked

'What'

'Well she apparently talks in her sleep' Oliver nodded to this 'well, Louise who she shared a dorm with her..'

'Yeah I know is married to Caldwell Smith yeah'

'Well she told Leah who told Angelina who told most of the Quidditch team' smiling

'Who didn't know'

'Harry' said Angelina 'and we knew that you fancied her and when you secretly dated….yes we knew' she laughed at Oliver's face 'especially when you dumped her for the cup. We saw her running in tears threw the common room most people guessed that you were the only one stupid enough to leave her for Quidditch' she laugh

'no one knew' he said confused

'It was Hogwarts, we knew everything about everyone.' Kate laughed

'But…but we told no one.' they saw him go blank 'not even the time that we….' he laughed

'you did what'

'Oh nothing' hushing he looked at his watch 'well I've got to go wedding in the morning.'

'Yours' George laughed

'ahh no of course not' he laughed with a worried tone in his voice 'I'm the single Quidditch player remember' clamping George shoulder and kissing Kate and Angelina on the cheek

'Who's getting married' asked Kate slapping his face kindly

'My cousin Elle, apparently the pageboy is a really shock, or she just keeps telling me'

'Where is it'

'Devon, a friend house' saying his goodbyes again and left the house evaporating into his own flat, he collapsed on his bed, he couldn't believe it he'd seen her again. Closing his eyes he saw he, every moment he been with her or seen her from afar was playing over.

But what he didn't realise was that someone else was getting into bed from a tiring day of running around a four year old boy who was so hyper about the next day he talked none stop about it to her. He was an exacted copy of Oliver, he had unhealthy obsession with Quidditch. She remembered the night that they had conceived him, his touch, his bare skin against hers she loved him, there was no one else for her, then never was. And she regret leaving him from the moment. But life was full of regrets and you learn from them and carry on she told herself.

But she knew life could never be the same without loved ones, some may be gone by choice, her parents for one and their old fashioned ways, some were never given the chance it was ripped from them like her son's father and others left us because they had no choice like her grandma who had vertically brought her up to be the women she now was, getting rid of any idea's her parents gave her. May knew she'd never agree at what she had done was right but she would have been understanding and helpful.

She told herself that tomorrow was another day and it was a special one at that.