Through the years, things got brighter, but darkness remained. After the
fall of Voldemort, many Death Eaters rallied, and some claimed that they
had always been second-in-command. The main threat was gone, but there
would always be hatred in the world. And that's what Aurors were being
trained for.
Jamie and Harry had been in the same Auror Training School for two years now. Ron went on to play for the Chudley Cannons, and Hermione had taken a year of training after graduation and was now a Healer at St. Mungo's.
Fred and George's business in Diagon Alley thrived, and was pretty well- known by now. Neville applied for a teaching job at Hogwarts after he graduated. Not only was he the youngest professor ever to teach at the school, but he was the first Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher to last more than a year for a long time.
Some concluded that the first time Snape didn't get the Dark Arts job, he cursed the position, so no teacher would stay more than a year. That way, he always had the opportunity to apply for the job. But Snape retired from Hogwarts when he learned that Neville had made it instead of him. He was somewhat used to the defeat by now. but Neville? That had been the last straw.
Ginny had also been looking into being a Healer, and having graduated from Hogwarts over a year ago, she had just finished her Healer training.
It was August 16th, and Jamie was spending her 20th birthday at school, learning how to ward off weapons protected by complex spells. Class was over, and she and Harry were studying.
Jamie screwed up her face in concentration. "Elmenduis Retardum"
Harry didn't say anything, but kept on smiling.
"Well?" she asked after a few moments.
"Well, what?" he asked.
"Did I say it right?" she asked him worriedly.
Harry's grin grew wider. "Well, if we had a deadly weapon surrounded by dark magic aimed at your head, then we'd be able to tell if you said it right or not." He said, taking out his wand as well.
Jamie gave him a hopeless look, and brought her wand back out to practice the spell again. Before she had the chance to open her mouth, however, she saw that there was something floating in mid-air in front of her. Something small and shiny - it was a ring.
She looked over at Harry to see that he was grinning broadly as ever, holding out his wand, keeping the small ring levitated in front of Jamie.
Jamie grabbed it out of mid-air and Harry dropped his arm to his side. "What's this?" she asked, looking at the small ring in her hand.
Harry walked over to her, closed her hand around the ring with his and kissed her. Jamie pulled back to look into his eyes. *What was all this about?* She asked herself.
And then, to answer her question, Harry began to hum a wedding march under his breath, smiling at her. "Dum dum dudum."
Jamie's eyes widened and she hugged him hard, intending to never let go.
"Happy Birthday." came a voice beside her ear.
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AN: Sorry it was short. This just came out of nowhere. ONE MORE CHAPTER!!!
*author gasps in shock and falls over dead*
It's a nasty cliffhanger and you will hate me.
hehe.
*runs out of the room to write*
Jamie and Harry had been in the same Auror Training School for two years now. Ron went on to play for the Chudley Cannons, and Hermione had taken a year of training after graduation and was now a Healer at St. Mungo's.
Fred and George's business in Diagon Alley thrived, and was pretty well- known by now. Neville applied for a teaching job at Hogwarts after he graduated. Not only was he the youngest professor ever to teach at the school, but he was the first Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher to last more than a year for a long time.
Some concluded that the first time Snape didn't get the Dark Arts job, he cursed the position, so no teacher would stay more than a year. That way, he always had the opportunity to apply for the job. But Snape retired from Hogwarts when he learned that Neville had made it instead of him. He was somewhat used to the defeat by now. but Neville? That had been the last straw.
Ginny had also been looking into being a Healer, and having graduated from Hogwarts over a year ago, she had just finished her Healer training.
It was August 16th, and Jamie was spending her 20th birthday at school, learning how to ward off weapons protected by complex spells. Class was over, and she and Harry were studying.
Jamie screwed up her face in concentration. "Elmenduis Retardum"
Harry didn't say anything, but kept on smiling.
"Well?" she asked after a few moments.
"Well, what?" he asked.
"Did I say it right?" she asked him worriedly.
Harry's grin grew wider. "Well, if we had a deadly weapon surrounded by dark magic aimed at your head, then we'd be able to tell if you said it right or not." He said, taking out his wand as well.
Jamie gave him a hopeless look, and brought her wand back out to practice the spell again. Before she had the chance to open her mouth, however, she saw that there was something floating in mid-air in front of her. Something small and shiny - it was a ring.
She looked over at Harry to see that he was grinning broadly as ever, holding out his wand, keeping the small ring levitated in front of Jamie.
Jamie grabbed it out of mid-air and Harry dropped his arm to his side. "What's this?" she asked, looking at the small ring in her hand.
Harry walked over to her, closed her hand around the ring with his and kissed her. Jamie pulled back to look into his eyes. *What was all this about?* She asked herself.
And then, to answer her question, Harry began to hum a wedding march under his breath, smiling at her. "Dum dum dudum."
Jamie's eyes widened and she hugged him hard, intending to never let go.
"Happy Birthday." came a voice beside her ear.
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AN: Sorry it was short. This just came out of nowhere. ONE MORE CHAPTER!!!
*author gasps in shock and falls over dead*
It's a nasty cliffhanger and you will hate me.
hehe.
*runs out of the room to write*