Harry Potter flew through the large hoop that stood on the Quidditch pitch.
Practice had just ended but he felt a surge of adrenaline coursing through
his veins. The wind in his hair, the whipping of his quidditch robes
flapping as the wind rushed past him, he was glad that he had finally
gotten his eyes surgically fixed, with magic of course, he was able to play
better and he never had to worry about his glasses getting broken. His inky
black hair was still has messy as ever but it was now referred to as "bed-
head" hair, or at least that's what Ginny calls it.
Ginny was a fashion reporter for Witch Weekly and loved her high income and advantages of her new career. Her free make-up and clothes were a sure plus for any girl really. Also working at Witch Weekly was Parvati Patil, she was the advice columnist, ironically, in Hogwarts she gave the worst advice. Harry heard that Lavender Brown was an up and coming fashion designer in Paris and Italy, but after seeing her designs at a fashion show that she had dragged him to, he was pretty sure she wasn't going anywhere.
As for himself, he was England's newest and youngest seeker. He never really thought about going into professional quidditch, but when he and Ron were signing up for Auror training at the ministry, a scout had seen him and immediately started taking out forms for team try-outs, and after 3 or 4, he got signed for England's national quidditch team. Ron and Hermione were just as ecstatic for him, but he couldn't help but feel a bit disappointed. He had always thought that all three of them would become Aurors, but now they all had different careers. Ron was an auror and also worked as a marketing associate for Longbottom Technologies. After the accident with Neville's parents, he was determined to help find cures for what happened to them, and already he's come up with the reversal spell for the Crustias Curse. Neville had finally out grown that awkward clumsy stage and was now married to a pureblooded supermodel who was now expecting twins. Harry had gone to lunch with them just less then a month ago and were both very much in love and very anxious about becoming parents. Well moving on, Ron went to West Bridge College and graduated 2nd in his class and soon after, he got a job at Florish and Botts and within a month he had tripled the stores intake. Then about three months later Neville finally signed Ron over to his company and they've been booming ever since. Hermione, after receiving 13 owls was approached by Professor McGonagall after dinner and about 3 hours later she trudged into the common room pilled with parchments packed with information on magical medical schools. After many sleepless hours in the Head Girl's dormitory and with the help of two young men, and of course many trips to the kitchens for hot chocolate and midnight snacks, they finally helped Hermione decide on New Chattel Medical College. Harry and Ron of course were greatly relieved when Hermione had gotten an owl from the college about 6 months later saying she was accepted. Harry remembered it, like it was yesterday (A/N: Clique I know)
Harry and Ron barely acknowledged the owls as they made their daily mail deliveries that morning. Hermione lifted the fork to her lips but didn't take a bite, but instead looked above at the owls. Ron nudged Harry as he saw Hermione. Harry looked up from his eggs and bacon and looked at Hermione. Before he could say anything an owl came and dropped a thin letter at Hermione's place. She glanced down at it, and sent a scowl at Ron and Harry. "It's thin! That's bad! If it's thin that means that I didn't make it. I mean, if it was thick that means they would be information packets in it!" She dropped her spoon and started hyperventilating. "Bloody hell Hermione! You don't know for sure that you didn't make it. Just open it and see if you did." Ron said exasperatingly. Harry and Ron both crossed their fingers underneath the table as Hermione cautiously picked up the letter. As she tore open the seal and unfolded it and started to read it. Before she got to the 4th line she started screaming and jumped up off her seat while spilling a goblet of pumpkin juice on Seamus and Neville. "Oh My God I made it! Holy shit!" Ron and Harry both raised their eyebrows at her use of profanity and they both broke out into smiles before jumping over the table and hugging the petite girl that was jumping around the table and hugging and kissing the cheeks of random Gryffindor boys.
Ginny was a fashion reporter for Witch Weekly and loved her high income and advantages of her new career. Her free make-up and clothes were a sure plus for any girl really. Also working at Witch Weekly was Parvati Patil, she was the advice columnist, ironically, in Hogwarts she gave the worst advice. Harry heard that Lavender Brown was an up and coming fashion designer in Paris and Italy, but after seeing her designs at a fashion show that she had dragged him to, he was pretty sure she wasn't going anywhere.
As for himself, he was England's newest and youngest seeker. He never really thought about going into professional quidditch, but when he and Ron were signing up for Auror training at the ministry, a scout had seen him and immediately started taking out forms for team try-outs, and after 3 or 4, he got signed for England's national quidditch team. Ron and Hermione were just as ecstatic for him, but he couldn't help but feel a bit disappointed. He had always thought that all three of them would become Aurors, but now they all had different careers. Ron was an auror and also worked as a marketing associate for Longbottom Technologies. After the accident with Neville's parents, he was determined to help find cures for what happened to them, and already he's come up with the reversal spell for the Crustias Curse. Neville had finally out grown that awkward clumsy stage and was now married to a pureblooded supermodel who was now expecting twins. Harry had gone to lunch with them just less then a month ago and were both very much in love and very anxious about becoming parents. Well moving on, Ron went to West Bridge College and graduated 2nd in his class and soon after, he got a job at Florish and Botts and within a month he had tripled the stores intake. Then about three months later Neville finally signed Ron over to his company and they've been booming ever since. Hermione, after receiving 13 owls was approached by Professor McGonagall after dinner and about 3 hours later she trudged into the common room pilled with parchments packed with information on magical medical schools. After many sleepless hours in the Head Girl's dormitory and with the help of two young men, and of course many trips to the kitchens for hot chocolate and midnight snacks, they finally helped Hermione decide on New Chattel Medical College. Harry and Ron of course were greatly relieved when Hermione had gotten an owl from the college about 6 months later saying she was accepted. Harry remembered it, like it was yesterday (A/N: Clique I know)
Harry and Ron barely acknowledged the owls as they made their daily mail deliveries that morning. Hermione lifted the fork to her lips but didn't take a bite, but instead looked above at the owls. Ron nudged Harry as he saw Hermione. Harry looked up from his eggs and bacon and looked at Hermione. Before he could say anything an owl came and dropped a thin letter at Hermione's place. She glanced down at it, and sent a scowl at Ron and Harry. "It's thin! That's bad! If it's thin that means that I didn't make it. I mean, if it was thick that means they would be information packets in it!" She dropped her spoon and started hyperventilating. "Bloody hell Hermione! You don't know for sure that you didn't make it. Just open it and see if you did." Ron said exasperatingly. Harry and Ron both crossed their fingers underneath the table as Hermione cautiously picked up the letter. As she tore open the seal and unfolded it and started to read it. Before she got to the 4th line she started screaming and jumped up off her seat while spilling a goblet of pumpkin juice on Seamus and Neville. "Oh My God I made it! Holy shit!" Ron and Harry both raised their eyebrows at her use of profanity and they both broke out into smiles before jumping over the table and hugging the petite girl that was jumping around the table and hugging and kissing the cheeks of random Gryffindor boys.