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He was depressed.

And he had a good reason to be.

'It's the headliner for the Daily Prophet these days,' Harry thought miserably, walking through Muggle London in order to get away from the publicity he would surely receive otherwise, 'Hermione even said it's in the papers of some other European countries.'

How irritating.

He understood that he was famous in the wizarding world and had accepted that (though he much rather not be), but he certainly did not appreciate his personal life being printed for the entire magical community to read and gossip about.

He and Ginny had broken up.

'And it's possible I will be the number one bachelor in Britain because of that,' Harry thought with a sigh, closing his eyes to ward off an incoming headache, 'Well, one side of it at least.'

He did not want women and men throwing themselves at him for their fifteen minutes of fame for being the significant other of the famous Harry Potter, but it surely would happen now that the news of his breakup hit the headlines.

'I should lay low for a little while,' Harry kept his eyes closed, 'For things to cool off for a bit. Maybe they will have pity for poor little–?!'

"Are you all right?"

A female's voice asked and Harry jumped when he felt hands on his shoulders, steadying him as he almost lost his footing. His eyes snapped open, seeing that if he had walked at his current pace a little further, he would have ran right into a telephone booth if not for the one who stopped him.

"You should pay attention to your surroundings," A pretty blond female with her hair tied back in a braided bun and eyes as green as his own gently reprimanded him, "You could have really hurt yourself there."

"Yeah, sorry," Harry rubbed his unruly hair, breathing a sigh of quiet relief that no recognition could be seen on her face, "Thanks about that."

"It is no problem," The girl smiled, bowing her head lightly, "To help of those in Britain, no matter how small or trivial," Her slightly odd words had him blinking, "Just be mindful to your environment."

Harry nodded, a bit embarrassed that a girl who looked to be only in her mid-teens had to remind him, despite the fact he was an Auror, "I will. Thanks again."

"I hope what ever problem you are facing will see a resolution soon enough," The blonde smiled again when Harry looked at her with wide eyes, "Please, have an enjoyable day."

And with that, she was off.

Harry stopped for a moment, watching her form until it disappeared into the crowds of people and he wondered if she possibly knew him and of his problem, 'But she did not seem recognize me at all,' He shoved his hands into his pockets and went on his way, 'Nice girl.'

And in a faraway place that very few could ever reach, purple eyes flashed and a smirk could be seen on a handsome face as he plucked a few petals from a flower.

"Well, well..."