Four people were walking down the streets of London: a young man with messy black hair, holding the hand of a young lady with long red hair, and another girl walking close to her partner with short black hair. They were chatting amicably, having just walked out of a restaurant where they had eaten and watched a Quidditch match on a television (a new territory for the wizarding world).

"That ref should have given the beater a red card," Dean commented with a shake of his head. Everyone laughed, thinking back to the first Quidditch match Dean had seen and Harry had first played, when both hadn't known that players weren't removed from the game for foul play.

"It was nice seeing the two of you again," Ginny said as they came to the road where they would part. A part of her mind was preoccupied on something as she played with a new ring on her finger.

"Don't be strangers!" Elyse said, giving her friend a hug as Harry and Dean shook hands with each other.

The two pairs parted ways. Elyse continued to wave goodbye until she and Dean turned a corner, long after Harry and Ginny would still be able to see her.
"They seemed happy," she commented, turning to face Dean easier.

"I should hope they are Lyso. They're about to be married," Dean said with a grin, walking a little closer.

The two walked in companionable silence until they reached Elyse's door. "Thank you for dinner, Dean," Elyse said, wondering what might come next.

"You're welcome. I hope you enjoyed it," Dean said, shifting on his feet.

"I did," Elyse said honestly. She wasn't quite sure how to continue the conversation after that though.

The two stood almost awkwardly on Elyse's front step, neither quite sure what the other was thinking.

"I guess...I should be getting inside then," Elyse said reluctantly.

"If you have to..." Dean's voice trailed off, as if he were unwilling to let her go but not sure how to stop her from going.

"Well... night then," Elyse said, turning to go.

"G'night," Dean responded, waiting for her to turn and go up the steps. She was almost to her door when he turned to go himself. He had barely taken two steps when he suddenly stopped and turned. "Lyso, wait!" He called, running straight up to her.