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A couple months earlier.

"Oh, I can't believe I'm going to America!" Casey Roth said hugging her best friend good bye at the airport terminal. "And I cant believe I'm going without you!" She giggled and wiped the escaping tear from her eye.

"Don't start Case!" Katrina cried holding onto her friend desperately. "Or I will start bawling, and I still have to go to work today and ask for time off!"

"Oh Kat, your job sucks." Casey said pushing her short blond locks from her eyes. "You work way to damn much." She started to say but held her tongue on the subject she swore an oath on to stop nagging her best friend about. "But anyway you have my cell, you better call!"

"NOW BOARDING SEATS A THROUGH G." The loud speaker yelled.

"Casey that's you! And I am double parked, I gotta get sweetie!" Katrina said holding her friend on more time. "I swear I will call you, but go before I emotionally break down and don't let you board the plane."

Casey nodded and turned to walk through the gate waving to her friend as she boarded the plane.

With one last look, Casey was to far down the boarding gate to see her friend dash from the area.

Katrina waved until she no longer saw her friend's short blond locks. She turned and started for the nearest exit. She had to get to her car. It was a lie that her car was double-parked, she just needed to get away so she could find if her memo made it to her secretary.

She started to pick up pace so she could make it there faster. She mentally scolded herself for not taking her palm pilot, personal computer, or even her cell phone with her into the airport, but she knew her best friend would of done a pocket search if any act of suspicious activity went on. Especially pocket diving.

'I don't understand why they care so much.' She thought as she practically skipped out of the security part of the airport. She smiled nonchalantly at the fact that her family and best friend was that worried about her, but really they did get out of hand.

She was walking towards the exit when she heard some clicking she decided against spying on what was happening but was pushed into the revolving door along with another guy.

She looked back and he smiled sheepishly at her.

"Sorry bout that." He apologized. "Got tossed in with ya." His black hair hung around his face like a frame around a picture. She nodded and then started to jog across the crosswalk, hoping the cars would stop it seemed like the guy had the same idea because he followed her.

That's when Katrina didn't know what happened, a hand grabbed hers and when she looked up the guy was holding her to him.

"Excuse me!" She snapped but then flashes and loud people surrounded them. He leaned towards her ear.

"Please play along." He said sliding his arm around her waist.

The crowd was screaming the name Harry! And yelling weird questions.

"HARRY WHO IS THE GIRL?" First of all who is Harry? Katrina was thinking.

"WHERE DID YOU DISAPPEAR TO HARRY!?" I wish I could disappear now.

"ARE YOU GOING BACK TO PLAY QUIDDITCH?" What the hell is quidditch?

"HARRY RIGHT HERE ARE YOU PLANNING ON HEADING THE WIZARD WORLD?" WIZARD WORLD???????

"HARRY WHO IS YOUR LADY FRIEND?" I'm anything but a lady friend.

"IS THIS YOUR FIANCE?" WHAT THE HELL?

"DID YOU DISAPPEAR BECAUSE OF THE ENGAGEMENT OF MISS WEASLEY TO MR. MALFOY?" This could be interesting.

Katrina only could turn and hide her face in his neck. There were even more pictures taken when she did this. She didn't know why but she felt very safe in his arms.

Then out of no where a couple of fairly big guys broke the crowd of reporters up and made a space for Harry and Katrina to actually breathe. Katrina was still holding onto him and he wasn't letting her go.

"Uh, I will take a couple questions." Harry said quietly as the group died down. "You there, what's your question?"

"Yes, thank you Harry, Why did you go into hiding?" The guy asked with a toothy grin.

"I got sick of my routine life, so I took a trip." Harry said and smiled at the crowd. "Whom are you writing for?"

"Magical Herald." The man replied.

"Ok next question." Harry said randomly pointing at a girl who looked somewhat familiar. "Maggie right?"

"Yes, Mr. Potter sir." She said, "Witch Weekly, did this lady with you go on your trip?"

"No she didn't, we were saying good bye to a friend here." Harry said remembering seeing the girl he was holding waving to a friend. "Next question."

"Yes, a question for the lady, Miss what is your name?" A man asked. Katrina jumped when the guy asked for her. She totally spaced and clung closer to Harry. She whispered her name.

He started to chuckle. "Sorry guys, she's a little camera shy, her name is Katrina."

"IS there a last name with that Harry?" The man asked a follow up question.

"Not one I'm willing to give ya sorry mate." Harry said and looked at his watch. "Hey guys I'm sorry, but we have reservations for dinner, talk to my publicist, give her hell for me. She needs to work a little bit more." Harry said and the reporters laughed and popped away.

Harry grabbed her hand and pulled her into the car terminal. "Uh where is your car at?" She looked at him and then fainted.