It was 8 O'clock in the morning, and Harry was still sound asleep. That was until, his daughter Lily came and woke him up, because of an owl waiting to deliver an interesting letter.

"Dad, wake up!" says Lily, softly, nudging him.

"What is it?" Harry replies, groggily, and waking Ginny up with him.

"There's an owl at the window," explains Lily. "It's from some school in Little Whinging."

"Thanks Lil," says Harry sleepily, now rolling himself out of bed.

Once he got downstairs he untied the letter, and opened it, not completely sure why his old primary school would be sending him mail.

Dear Mr. Potter,

With pride and joy we invite you to join us for a special celebration in honour of the St. Grogory's Primary School class of 1990, Saturday, March 7, 2017. We sincerely hope that you can make it.

Registration and cocktail reception at 6:00pm.

C. Roemmele

Little Whinging, Surrey.

"What is It, Harry?" asks Ginny.

"Nothing!" replies Harry. "Just some idiot has a deluded idea that I want to go to my primary school reunion next Saturday."

"Well?" asks Ginny. "Why don't you want to go?"

"You mean other than the fact that I was bullied every day?" says Harry sarcastically.

"Let them see how you've changed," says Ginny. "And they may have changed as well."

"Alright, I'll go but you're going with me," says Harry.

"I wouldn't miss it for anything," says Ginny grinning.

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Harry was looking at himself in the mirror. He was wearing a blue skivvy, with black jeans; his hair was still as untameable as ever.

Smiling he looked behind him in the mirror, as Ginny walked up, wrapping her arms around his waist, and laying her head on his shoulder.

"Nervous?" she asks knowingly.

"Yeah," Harry breathes back. "I haven't seen these people in ages."

"It'll be fine, and we can always leave early if things are bad," says Ginny.

"What would I do without you?" replies Harry, kissing her on the cheek.

"Ready to go?" asks Ginny.

"As ready as I'll ever be," says Harry, and grabbing Ginny's hand they apparate with a loud crack!

Little Whinging:

Appearing just down the street from the school, they started to walk. The reunion was taking place in the school auditorium, and Harry was still incredible nervous.

"My God, Harry Potter?" says Piers.

"Piers," says Harry stiffly, and starts frantically searching for Dudley.

"Harry, Ginny, I'm glad you could make it," says Dudley. "I see you ran into Piers?"

"It'd seem that way," replies Harry stiffly. "How are you doing?"

"I dare say, I'm doing well," says Dudley.

"And who is this?" inquires Olivia, a girl Harry didn't recognize.

"This is my wife, Ginny," replies Harry proudly.

"How long have you guys been married?" asks Charlotte, a girl who had just walked up.

"We've been married for 14 years," says Harry beaming.

"We started dating while we were in school," says Ginny.

"But that means you would have been 23," says Charlotte. "Isn't that a little young?"

"Maybe, but it was right for us, and there was a lot going on," says Harry coldly.

"You seem to be doing well for yourself Potter, what do you two do?" questions Olivia.

"Actually, I am a Lieutenant Colonel in the Army," says Harry using his cover story; it was the closest equivalent to Head Auror in the muggle world.

"I write a sports column for the Daily Telegraph," lies Ginny smoothly.

"I'm surprised Potter at your success. I always thought you'd end up a criminal seeing as you attended St. Brutus's and all," says Piers accusingly.

"Well, I've definitely-" starts Harry through gritted teeth.

"What school?" asks Ginny, trying to put the pieces together of an obvious cover story.

"It's a school for criminals," says Piers with a smirk, causing everyone to think Harry had lied to Ginny. Harry for one, was expecting her to be mad at what the Dursleys said about him.

"Oh," says Ginny in understanding, and she starts laughing. "So that's where they said you went."

"Do people still believe that bogus story?" inquires Harry with a laugh; catching on.

"We went to a prestigious boarding school for the gifted in Scotland," says Ginny confidently, seeing everyone's confusion.

"My parents enrolled me in it when I was born," says Harry proudly. "It was their former school."

"My daughter actually attends it," interjects Dudley proudly.

"Who would have thought Potter'd end up at a school for the gifted," says Malcolm.

"The only thing you were good for was being a loser," says Gordon smugly.

"Bugger off Gordon," says Dudley.

"What do you guys do?" inquires Harry.

"I'm a mechanic," says Malcolm.

"I'm a coach at Smeltings," replies Piers.

"What do you coach?" questions Ginny.

"I coach boxing," says Piers.

"That's great, really. Do you want a drink Gin?" Harry asks sighing, and hoping beyond hope she took the bait.

"Sure, I'd love one. I'll come with you," replies Ginny, and they head across the auditorium.

"My Lord, Harry Potter is that you?" asks a voice, Harry soon recognizes as his 3rd grade teacher.

"Yes, it's me," says Harry with a half-hearted laugh.

"You certainly have changed. How is life treating you?" asks Mrs. Roemmele.

"Things have changed for the better," say Harry, looking at his wife, smiling.

"Glad to hear that Harry," says Mrs. Roemmele. "I was hoping things got better after your horrible primary years."

"I wanted to say thank you for everything you did Mrs. Roemmele. You're probably the only reason I survived primary," Harry says with a soft chuckle.

"I am just sorry I couldn't do more, Harry," says Mrs. Roemmele. "And who is this, might I ask?"

"This is my wife, Ginny," says Harry proudly.

"Oh that's fantastic. How long have you been married?" asks Mrs. Roemmele.

"Coming on 14 years," replies Ginny proudly.

"Congratulations. And what might I ask do the both of you do for a living?" Mrs. Roemmele asks kindly.

"I am a Lieutenant Colonel in the Army. I enrolled right out of school," says Harry.

"And I'm a sports journalist for the Daily Telegraph," adds Ginny.

"And you're both very successful it'd seem. Congratulations to you both," says Mrs. Roemmele

"Thank you," says Harry, and seeing another former student, waving her down, Roemmele dismisses herself.

Noticing this, Olivia walks up, with her fiancée, wanting a chance to discuss what has happened since primary."

"Hey," says Olivia, causing Ginny and Harry to turn.

"Harry? Ginny?!" yells a shocked Seamus Finnigan, realizing who was standing in front of him.

"Seamus!" says a stunned Harry and Ginny.

"You guys know each other?" asks Olivia.

"Yeah, we went to the same school," says Harry grinning.

"What are you doing here?" questions Seamus curiously.

"This was my old school, before going to err…" says Harry.

"Hogwarts. As for me, I'm here supporting my fiancée," says Seamus proudly.

"Congratulations you two," cries Ginny.

"Thanks. It's been too long!" says Seamus. "How have you been doing?"

"We're doing well. We have kids now; James, Albus, Lily, and our Godson Teddy," says Harry.

"We have a daughter," says Seamus proudly. "Her name's Ciara."

"That's great! I'm happy for you," says Harry sincerely.

"Thanks," says Seamus beaming.

"So, Harry. Do you want to tell me the real story?" says Olivia with a smirk, causing Ginny, and Seamus to laugh at Harry's obvious discomfort.

"She knows about us, Harry," says Seamus still stifling a laugh.

"Well, alright then," chokes Harry, and he looks around to make sure nobody is listening in before continuing. "When I was 11, I started going to Hogwarts, and found out not only that I was a famous wizard, but how my parents really died. A second war broke out, which Seamus here, also fought in, and we won. I then went on to become an Auror, or a dark wizard catcher for the Ministry."

"Wait, you're the Harry Potter?" says Olivia astounded.

"The one and only," says Harry laughing.

"Well, I never would have guessed. Things truly have changed!" says Olivia.

"Yes they have," says Harry, leaning in and kissing Ginny.

"You have to send us an Owl," says Ginny simply. "We'll have you over for dinner."

"Sounds great," says Seamus.

They started chatting, and enjoyed the rest of the Reunion, much to Harry's surprise.

"Are you glad you came?" asks Ginny, as they leave the school.

"Yes," Harry says, grinning ear to ear. "Things really have changed."