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A/N: Thanks to Rosezgarden for joining my group of loyal readers. I'm still hoping for fifty reviews before chapter 25, you could say I'm praying for a miracle, but hey, a girl can dream can't she. Okay, please review!-Cole
Harry walked down the steps of the Auror University with Draco. They were in the middle of a heated conversation about the affects of sugar on certain potions when Harry bumped into a girl he had never seen before.
"Ciao," the girl said in a thick, Italian accent, "My name is Verita, I'm new, could you tell me where the Potions classroom is, for third years. I just transferred here from the Wizarding School in Roma."
"Hi," Harry replied, "This is Draco and I'm-"
"Harry Potter," Verita answered for him, "Yes, well I figured that. Look, can you show me where to go or am I going to have to find someone else?"
Draco smirked at her impatience, very few people besides himself, Hermione, and Luna dared to show impatience or annoyance towards the Boy-Who-Lived, "We're going that way," he explained, "C'mon, you can walk with us."
"Thanks," Verita smiled, she didn't even apologize. She just pulled her cape closer around her and began to walk. Verita had long, wavy black hair pulled into a tight bun upon her head and brown eyes. Her skin was an olive color and her lips ruby and full. She looked exactly how someone would expect and Italian to look, and an attitude to match.
"So...um, why did you transfer?" Harry asked curiously as they entered the classroom. "I mean, there had to be a reason."
"My mother died. My sister and I couldn't afford Roma Academy; Dumbledore offered her a place in Ravencalw for Seventh year since one of the Seventh year girls dropped out. I had been training in Italia but I needed to be close to Daria. So here I am," Verita explained.
"Oh," Harry exclaimed, not really sure how to take this.
Draco simply smiled and changed the subject, "Verita, that's a pretty name. What does it mean?"
"Thanks, it means truth in Italian. But please call me Rita," Verita stated as the sat down.
"Rita, I didn't quite catch your last name," Harry stated as they finished their last class. It was nine thirty, and Harry and the crew were walking to the apparation point with Verita.
"I never told you my name," Verita replied, "But it's Figg, Verita Bellanora Figg."
"F...Figg as in Arabella Figg?" Harry sputtered.
"Yes, she was my great aunt, bless her soul, why?" Verita asked as they reached the point.
"Bye guys," Keira, Ron, Susan, and Dean said, leaving Draco and Harry with Verita.
"She was my neighbor, she died to save my life," Harry explained, a pained look in his eyes. Arabella had been so sweet to him when he visited, which became much more frequent after fifth year, her death had been quite painful.
"You probably knew her better than I, so I offer my condolences," Verita said.
"And I you," Harry said as Draco disapparated home.
"Where are you staying?" Harry asked after saying goodbye to Draco.
"Umm...a hotel, I really wasn't able to buy a house yet," Verita replied, a bit embarrassed.
"Well then, you are most definitely coming home with me. Mrs. Weasley is coming over and she makes the most wonderful dinners," Harry decided, "The address is 15 Potters Place, Godric's Hollow." He then disapparated. Verita shrugged and followed suite, laughing at the street name.
Nine days later, Fleur and Bill announced that Fleur had tested positive for an at home pregnancy test. Luna and Harry offered to watch Percy while his parents were at the hospital. Bill and Fleur had arrived at ten to drop off their son.
"Thank you so much!" Bill said again as he handed Harry Percy's dipper bag.
"You're welcome, no go, we don't want you to be late," Luna replied.
"Yeah," Harry agreed, "You know how sadistic those medi-witches get when you're late." This earned him a chuckle from Bill and Luna and Percy made a few choice baby sounds.
After Bill left, Luna and Harry brought the little baby into the Drawing Room and set up his play set. It had little broomsticks and wands dangling from it. Harry and Luna played with the boy well into the afternoon and were sad to see it go.
"I want a baby Harry," Luna stated as they made dinner.
"I agree, soon Luna, very soon," Harry decided. He wanted to propose, really he did, he was just waiting for the perfect moment.
Dora and Kingsley were married on November 23, 2000. Luna was the maid of honor while Hermione, Fleur, and Hestia were the bridesmaids. Bill was Kingsley's best man and Remus, Fred, George, and Ron were the groomsmen. All of the people involved in the wedding looked absolutely stunning. Tonks had her hair pulled back in a crystal blue bun. Her eyes were a deep violet and she was very beautiful. Kingsley had a diamond earring in his ear and was smiling profusely. It was a very happy day.
But all of the events made Harry realize something, he was in love with Luna and he wanted to spend the rest of his life with her. He wanted to marry her.
