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Chapter One

Harry Potter was having a very special, yet odd week. His life was busy and although busy was nice, there were limits. Harry had finished Hogwarts and he quickly enrolled to be an auror. He did well in this position and after he had finished his time training to be an auror, he was accepted into the job. It had been a year since that day when he was graduated from school. They started him to work immediately.

His latest assignment was to hunt down a rogue wizard who kept on killing people with a mysterious weapon. Nobody he talked to could tell him what the weapon was. They had no clue what this device was. The guess on what it could be where far and wide, many so ridiculous that Harry nearly fell over laughing, though nobody could tell.

Over the past few years, people around Harry had noticed a change in him. When he was training to be an auror he wasn't seen that often. There wasn't much worry about this though. "He is in one of the hardest schools", everyone said. Others who knew him well though (this being his best friends) believed that he was pushing everybody away. They started watching him very closely after a while of no contact. When Harry graduated, everyone thought that Harry was going to come back into their worlds. What happened was the exact opposite. When Harry got an assignments, he went off the grid to do and finish the assignment (this only happening if necessary but still happening a lot). The last time that Harry had seen someone he knew well was approximately 2 months ago. This leads to the encounter that Harry had with his two of best friends.

As was said, Harry was having an odd week. He kept on chasing the man and almost finding him, but at the last second he would disappear. Harry was starting to get frustrated. He had nearly found the man so many times, but he ways got away. He was at the house he had been staying at when Ron and Hermione had showed up. Ron and Hermione were married for almost a month at the point when they finally tracked him down. When they arrived Ron and Hermione were very cautious. They were worried about the way he would respond. They probably wouldn't have come if they knew what was about to happen.

Harry was sitting at the dining room table, he was looking in the Daily Prophet for new information that he could use to find this man. He had learned a few days ago that the man was called Wilbert. No last name was know though. He was eating a meager breakfast of bacon and eggs. While reading an interesting paragraph on the "Mysterious" disappearance of Harry Potter (how they said hadn't been seen in public for nearly 5 years which was true, he had hardly been in public for a very long time). When he was half-way through the article he heard a knock at his door.

"Weird", he muttered "nobody should be able to find the door unless I told them." He slowly got up, years of training and constant danger was getting ahold of him. He had his hand by his wand when he quickly opened the door. The sudden movement caused a slight gasp from someone at the front door. He then realized that it was Ron and Hermione. Again his training inserted itself and before he could even think he asked, "Which bathroom did we make the polyjuice potion?"

Hermione quickly responds, "The girls bathroom, where Moaning Myrtle lives. Know, why didn't you come to our wedding?!"

Harry looks startled. "You had a wedding! I thought that you guys weren't engaged yet!"

"We were. For a while actually, but you probably didn't notice!"

"Of course I did!" although the look in his eyes proved otherwise.

Hermione gave a humming noise and still looked frustrated. Meanwhile Ron started to speak, "I know you've been busy," Hermione again gave vent to another noise, "but you really should have come to the wedding."

"I would have come if I even had know the date for the wedding!" Harry exclaimed. Know it was Hermione's turn to look startled.

"You didn't get the message?"

"Yes I didn't. I may be busy but I wouldn't miss your wedding!"

"How's that even possible?" she muttered.

"How did you send it?" Harry asked.

"We sent it by owl. It was one of the rented ones so we don't know if it came back. We had so many letters to send out that it would have taken years for our owl to send them all."

Harry looked worried, "So your blaming me for not getting the invitation?" He said this with a complete straight face that didn't show anything of what he was thinking. Internally though, he couldn't decide whether or not to be angry, frustrated, tired or even joking. He longingly wanted to tease them about there error, but he just didn't feel like doing that. He was really just mentally tired. He had been working hard for the past 5 years, trying to forget those he lost and the pain he caused. He then realized that there had been a awkward silence permeating the air after the question.

"Oh whatever, please come on inside!"

They did this very quickly, for it was a cold night and they hadn't brought the warmest of clothes. Harry quickly guided them over to the dining room. After telling them to sit down he went into the kitchen to make some tea. After finishing he quickly walked into the room. The moment he walked in silence fell, the silence of when the topic of discussion comes into the room. He gave them their tea and sat down.

After a few moments of silence, he asked "So why are you here?"

A few seconds passed with no remarks. Ron then replied, " No one but the Ministry has talked to you in a few months. We were starting to worry."

"Well there isn't any need to worry, as you can probably tell I am quite fine."

Hermione butted in and said, "We're not quite so sure about that."

Harry gave her an inquisitive look. "If I don't look fine please tell me because it is a matter of great concern to me."

Hermione gave a weak smile. "We're worried because it has been weeks, no, years since we have really had a good talk. Why haven't you come and talked to us."

"As I've said, I'm busy." This statement was a bit harsh. Hermione and Ron were surprised. It had been a long time since Harry had been this forceful and harsh.

"Harry ,your pushing us away and your using your work as an excuse. You should take a break. Come spend time with us and the Weasleys. Take a vacation. You've been working since right after the war and haven't stopped working from that moment. Have you even considered taking a break?"

"I have and I will take a break when I find the man I'm hunting." Then a glint seemed to appear in his eyes. "And then I think I will take a vacation, a long one."

"Why don't you just let someone else take care of this man," Ron said.

"I can't, even though I am one of the youngest Aurors, I am still one of the best. Once I find out how he is able to go what he is doing, I will take a break." He noticed then that it was starting to get later in the evening. "I have a lead that I need to follow. I'll come talk to you when i've finished with this assignment and it's probably time for you to go home. You have your own jobs as well.

Hermione sighed, "Yes, I guess we do." She stood up and Ron quickly followed.

"It's been great talking to you again Harry." Ron said

"Same," Hermione said as she quickly gave Harry a hug. "Until next time!"

Harry smiled as he closed the door. It had been a long time since he had smiled a real smile.

"Till next time," he whispered and then he quickly grabbed his cloak and walked out the door.