Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter.


It is a meeting of fate.

xxx

i.

Victoria Walker. A name which belongs to you.

(a name that is the only thing you have anymore.)

You run into her as she leaves a Muggle coffee shop. She's blonde and is very pretty and there's something about her that you find yourself drawn to. She's wrapped up in a cozy looking coat. The papers fall carelessly from her hands to the ground. You start picking them up, muttering "sorry". As you hand back her papers, her hand touches yours and it's sososo soft, and you find yourself looking into opalescent eyes. You blink and she's gone, vanishing in front of your very eyes.

It is a chance meeting and you know you will never see her again.

(after three years, she still lingers on her mind.)

ii.

Victorie Weasley.

That's your name.

(you just don't know much more then that anymore.)

She runs into you as you leave the Muggle coffee shop where you work. She's blonde and is very pretty and there's something about her that you find yourself drawn to. Her fragrance causes chils up and down her spine. The papers you hold fall carelessly to the ground. She mutters "sorry" as she grabs them and her voice is as pretty sounding as a bell. She hands you your papers and her hand touches yours and it's sososo soft, and you find yourself staring at brown eyes that are full of fire. You force yourself to leave, vanishing into the night.

It is a chance meeting and you know you will never see her again.

(after three years, she still lingers on her mind.)