Harry Potter Love Story (all of the plot and credit and characters except for mine belong to J.K. Rowling all credit from any HP material I use belongs to her not trying to make any money off of her work, all credit belongs to her and the director of any Hp movies that have passed and have yet to come) a lot of this i am doing from the book

I walked around, trying to move through the crowds, searching for Ron. It was a good thing that Ron was easy to spot, thanks to his red hair. I soon found him by Flourish and Blots holding a squirming rat in his hands. I smirked and walked over to him, his back was facing me. I could hear him muttering to his rat, it was quite amusing actually.

"Scabbers calm down. Ouch! Don't worry that mean old cat can't hurt you. Ouch!" he exclaimed again.

"Need any help there Ron?" I asked smirking.

He jumped and turned around.

"Bloody hell! Don't do that!" he exclaimed panting slightly.

"Sorry Ron, but I saw you and just couldn't resist, besides it was worth it for your face was priceless." I said.

He gave me a look but then smiled and said, "It's good to see you Sam. When did you get here?"

"I've been here for two days, I've been staying at the Leaky Cauldron, because dad's been so busy trying to find a job I had to buy my books at the last minuet. Come on we better get back to Hermione." I said as we headed back towards the animal store.

As we neared the pet store, we stopped, outside Florian's ice cream shop, at one of tables, sat Harry Potter. Ron and I looked at each other, then noticed the small bag on the ground and realized he must be buying his school books. I mentally smacked myself, of course he was here buying his school books, why else would he be here. Suddenly Ron gave a loud "Ouch!" as his rat bit him, making him let go. I had completely forgotten about Scabbers until now.

"Scabbers! No get back here!" Ron shouted and we chased after him.

Scabbers had run over to where Harry was sitting.

Harry's point of view

I sat outside the ice cream shop while doing my moonstone essay, which was so kindly given to us by Professor Snape, not the sarcasm, when I heard the squeaking of a scurrying rat, and heard Ron's voice. I looked up and saw Ron Weasley running towards me, it must've been Scabbers that I've heard. I looked on the table and sure enough saw Scabbers sitting on my essay. I quickly snatched him before he could make a run for it.

"Harry?" I heard a female's voice ask.

I looked up and saw both Ron and Samantha Lupin, better known as Sam. Both of them had grown over the holidays, especially Ron, Sam had also gotten taller, she was only a couple inches shorter then me, if we stood right in front of each other she would reach my chin. She was very beautiful, her beautiful straight black hair was longer now, it now stopped just below her shoulders, and I just couldn't stop staring at her. Whoa, whoa, whoa Harry back up, you just called your second best female friend beautiful, get over yourself Harry, I kept telling myself. But then again, ever sense what happened last year I haven't been able to stop thinking about her. But suddenly a thought struck me, now as I looked at her appearance closer, I realized that she reminded me of someone, but I can't remember, oh well. I was brought out of my thoughts when a hand waved in front of my face.

"Sam, what are you doing?" I asked stupidly, because I knew what she was doing.

"Trying to bring your mind back to Earth." she said giving me a smile while tucking her hand into her pocket.

"Sorry about that." I said embarrassed.

"How have the muggles been treating you? I hope they weren't too upset about that telephone call." Ron said looking embarrassed also.

A look of confusion flashed across Sam's face and she asked, "Phone call, what phone call?"

I then explained what happened, when I finished Sam was snickering.

"Sam it wasn't that funny. Don't bring that anywhere near Scabbers." Ron said suddenly holding the rat that I had passed him earlier.

I turned around and saw Hermione standing there, she was holding an orange ginger colored cat, which was curled up and purring.

"Oh come off it Ron, it's just in his nature, besides nobody here wanted poor Crookshanks, the shop keeper said that nobody wanted him." Hermione explained.

"Gee I wonder why?" Ron asked sarcastically.

After all the hello's were said and done we all headed to the Leaky Cauldron.

Mystery man's point of view

I sat in my prison cell, listening to the screams of tortured prisoners, prisoners that were cowering each time a dementor passed by. I pulled out a black and white photograph that was moving. In the photograph stood a family, a happy family, I kept wondering if it was my happy family, I don't remember having one. In the picture stood boy, one of medium height, had a body that was in a healthy condition, probably do to the Quidditch he always played, he had messy un kept hair that reached his ears, and looked very happy. His arm was wrapped around a woman, this woman also had an healthy and somewhat curvy figure, she had hair that was straight and silky and reached her shoulders, the woman came up just to the man's shoulder, she had a brilliant smile, and was very beautiful. In the woman's other arm laid a small baby which appeared to look no older then 6 months. I looked at the back and read to myself, "This photograph belongs to the property of the happy family, Gabriella, Sirius and Samantha Black. Dated October 6th." It was hard to believe that this photograph had once belonged to the real me and the event had been real and also belonged to me.