A/N: In this story battle of Hogwarts happened on 3 May 2014 and Harry's 18th birthday is on 31 July 2014. Hermione and Ron are 18.

1

Harry gets a letter

'ACHOOOOOO!' Ginny sneezed sitting on her bed cross legged as she looked out of her window. Harry was sitting on the chair listening to her sneezes every two minutes or so. She was doing something with her sweater. Probably trying to figure out if the sweater was inside out or not.

Harry Potter yawned. It's not that he was tired but he was bored. He needed to do something. Go out and do something.

'Do you wanna go to the movies?' Ginny suddenly asked loudly and Harry nearly fell off his chair.

'Huh? Which movie?' Harry asked without any interest.

'Something like Fast and Furious. I really wanna go and see a movie,' Ginny said excitedly.

'Seriously, it has been a week since we fought at Hogwarts and you wanna go see a movie?

Ginny just stared at him. 'Then where shall we go?'

Harry looked ahead staring at nothing. 'I have no idea. Can I go home?'

Ginny paused for a moment. 'Y..esss. Sure. Do you want to go home?'

Harry nodded, standing up and picking up his Galaxy phone and heading for the door.

'Don't you want a goodbye kiss?' Ginny called from behind.

'I wanted more than a kiss and here you are stuck on the kiss for months,' he muttered to himself before turning around and smiling. 'Just how could I forget that?'

He walked over and leaned down to take Ginny's lips into his and kissed her deeply as they always do. Harry was getting ace in kissing because that is what he always does. Morning and night and maybe sometimes before lunch. Kiss kiss and more kiss. Things would not advance from kiss. They were still at this fucking kiss.

He left the room and bumped into George and Angelina who was taking her to the movies. Harry felt a tinge of jealousy seeing them happy and go to movies. He just kept his head down and kept walking. Then he bumped into Bill and Fleur.

'Hello Harry. All alone?' Bill asked, smiling.

'I...I... was going home,' Harry hesitated after seeing Bill smiling. He had never seen him smile.

'Don't you have anybody with you? Anybody you can spend time with?' Bill asked snuggling Fleur closer as they both smiled.

Harry looked down. He had nothing to say. Bill was making him feel more miserable.

'Perhaps you would like to come down and watch us,' Fleur added. 'Bill had carved me into a nice little girl. He has taken away all my arrogance. Didn't you, Bill?'

Bill nodded and spanked her bottom. 'You don't call me Bill. You call me Alpha and I am going to punish you for this.' He took out his little red diary. 'I have appointed us the night for the red Room.'

Fleur gasped. 'The Red Room?' Then she realized something and her head was down. 'Yes, Alpha. Red Room.'

Harry looked at them. His eyes darting from Bill to Fleur's odd submissive behaviour. What exactly was happening here? I think he was understanding a little bit. Then his train of thoughts got interrupted.

'We have a nice little comfortable chair for you to watch. You have no idea how much this lady here likes being watched,' Bill said, smiling again.

Harry smiled back and apologized. He wanted to say something professional and manly but he was only a 17 year old boy. He did not want Bill to get angry at that and take him to the Red Room too or whatever it was.

Harry continued walking and thought he would check on his best friend Ron. He changed his route and came to a halt in front of Ron's door. He was about to knock when he heard some giggles and laughter. It was Hermione. Did they really forget to put the spell on the room? Harry could hear them perfect.

'What are you doing? Leave my legs alone.' Hermione was saying and giggling too.

'Just take off your panties and I'll leave your legs alone.' Harry heard Ron say. He put his ear to the door very carefully.

'What will you do after I take off my panties?' Hermione asked.

'I will have sex with you of course. What else do you expect me to do?'

'I thought maybe you could sniff my panties and tell me what I smell like.' Hermione's voice was low now. Harry could not believe what he was hearing. Hermione's panties. His mind drifted straight to Ginny. What would her panties smell like? Harry shook his head and he heard footsteps under the stairs. He quickly followed down and out he went with a depressed and miserable face.

Finally Harry reached home and came in his bedroom. He pondered over what he just heard back there. First of all it had been only a week since the battle. Everyone was suppose to be sad and crying over the deaths of their fellow wizards and witches but instead they were all happy and having fun like nothing had happened. Are they doing it just to get away from the sadness or have they really forgotten what had happened? And why in the whole world only Harry was miserable and sad? He wanted to have fun too. He wanted to talk to someone too. He wanted to... sniff panties too.

Suddenly he heard something and an owl flew straight in his room, dropping a letter on his lap and then sitting beside him on his bed post. Harry looked at the letter first then at the owl. The owl, it looked like, came from very far away as he can see its eyes were opening and closing rapidly. That was the sign of tiredness. And the owl sitting meant it needed a reply.

Harry got up and took out the old dusty owl cage from his cupboard. 'Never thought I would keep another owl than Hedwig but here you are. Rest here till morning then I will let you go with a reply depending on the urgency.'

He changed into his night clothes and brushed his teeth. Then he sank into his bed under the duvet and opened the letter. It was a white lined paper and the writing was very neat and tidy.

Harry,

I hope this reaches you safe and sound. I am very sorry about the loss during the battle at Hogwarts. And I am very sorry I never met you before I went away. My father just grabbed us and on the plane. I wanted to stay and be with you all. Anyway, I hope I have got the right address as I don't want this letter in the wrong hands. Therefore, I won't write much detail here. I just wanted to tell you that I miss you so much and I would like to see you. Also if you can write your reply and write your number then I would be very happy. It is so better on WhatsApp rather than old boring owl. Please don't say this to my owl as he is very sensitive about it. Please reply as soon as possible as it will take a week to reach this letter unless you have a TeleOwl left. You are always in my thoughts every time.

Yours,

Parvati Patil.

Note: TeleOwl is like a teleporting spell where the owl just teleports straight to the destination. Everyone has a limit of one TeleOwl spell in 24 hours and you can send only small stuff which the owl can easily carry.