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Memories Remembered

By: Simply Phsyco

Chapter 1: The Invitation

-3 months later-

A 22-year-old man sat at his desk reading a pale yellow invitation. He ran his hand through his unruly, red hair obviously surprised then saddened. The invitation read:

You are formally invited to attend the wedding of:

Harry Potter & Ginevra Weasley

They will be wed at 4:00 pm on the Night of March the 28th.

The wedding will be held at the Burrow with reception following.

Please contact Ginevra or Molly Weasley to RSVP

We can't wait to see you there!

He read it again then turned it over as if he was expecting something more. And to his surprise there was a hand written note on the back of the invitation.

Ron,

Please answer this! I know you get all my letters! You have got to stop sending them back! Hermione hates it! Please you have to come to my wedding, who will I have for my best man if not you? I don't know what made you leave but PLEASE come back! We all miss you and need you back! So you better get your arse down here! Please come back! If not we'll find a way to get you down here!

-Harry

Ron was sitting in his office in the American Ministry of Magic. After Leaving London he had applied for a job as an Auror and had finished his training with flying colors. He had Harry to thank for that, all those DA lessons had paid off.

No one here knew that he was best friend of the famous Harry Potter or that he had assisted in the defeat of one of the Darkest Wizards of their time. To everyone here He was Mark Peterson ordinary wizard who loved Quidditch and knew more about fighting dark wizards than someone should know. People often questioned him on how he had come to know all this, but all he ever told them was that he had a lot of experience with a very good teacher. He even used a disguise so that no one would recognize him from pictures from the 'Final Fight' as Voldemort's defeat was named. So he now About a foot shorter with saggy brown hair and a nice tan. The only thing the same about him was his Bright blue eyes. None of his family or friends knew where he was and he didn't plan on telling them.

No he had come to America to forget, but he soon found out that forgetting was very hard. He missed Harry very much and really wanted to go to his wedding. It was a very hard decision but after thinking it over he decided what he was going to do. He resealed the letter and sent it back, without a reply.

Harry and Ginny were sitting in Harry's flat when Hedwig flew in with a letter tied to her leg. Harry rushed over, but looked back disappointed. It was the same letter he had sent. (A/n obviously this is hours after Ron read it not seconds! Hedwig isn't that fast!)

"Does he even get them?" Ginny asked looking over Harry's shoulder.

"He has to! I mean how could he just ignore them!" Harry pleaded. Ginny knew this routine. Many thought Ron was just Harry's sidekick or someone to talk to, but Ginny knew better. Ron was like Harry's brother. After Ron had left Harry had been very distant to everyone but Ginny and Hermione. But eventually he became more open to other people and now had a group of guys he would hang out with in place of Ron.

Ron had left shortly after their graduation without explanation and no one had heard from him since. The only thing that told him that he was still alive was the famous Weasley clock that would go between 'work' 'home' and sometimes 'Traveling'. When he left all of the Weasleys were devastated, but none as much as Harry and Hermione. Harry, who was an auror, searched high and low for any sign of his red headed friend, but had no luck. Hermione was in denial for a good 2 or 3 months and refused to believe he was gone. Even now any time she saw anyone who slightly resembled Ron it would spark a hope in her that would have her talking about Ron and how he had to come back.

Now that Harry was getting married he was terribly sad that Ron was not here. His wedding would still be great because well he was marrying the girl of his dreams, but he couldn't forget something him and Ron had promised in their 7th year after attending Fred and Alicia's wedding...

Flashback

"That was fun huh Harry?" Ron asked walking up the stairs to their dorm. It was a Saturday night and they had just returned from the burrow where Fred and Alicia had been married.

"Yeah Georges speech was pretty funny huh?" Harry said laughing.

"Yeah, but isn't the best man of your wedding supposed to be your best mate not your twin brother?" Ron asked flopping down on his bed.

"I guess it doesn't matter. I think it's whoever is closest to you, 'Cause Fred and George were really close so I guess that's why!" Harry said shrugging.

"Harry you know what we should do?"

"What Ron?"

"We should promise that no matter what we will be each others best man!" Ron did this partially because he knew Harry was still a little depressed about Sirius and the Prophesy.

"Why do we have to do that?" asked Harry.

"Well... I remember my dad told me that when Bill got married his friend wouldn't speak to him because of some stupid fight they were in at the time and wouldn't be his best man He really regretted it later. So if we promise now we will have to at least go to each other's wedding no matter what because of the magical binding in the promise! So do you promise?"

"Yeah sure! I Harry James Potter promise that no matter what with the exception of death I will at least attend Ronald Bilius Weasley's Wedding."

"And I Ronald Bilius Weasley promise that no matter what with the exception of death attend Harry James Potters wedding."

End flashback

"Harry do you really think he'll come?" asked Ginny in a small voice leaning her head on his shoulder.

"He has to come. He just has to..."

A/N: Sorry that was so short but I promise that the next ones will be longer!

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