Disclaimer: OK people, I don't own any of JKR's characters or her plot, but I do own my characters (which makes sense. . .) such as Phoenix, Elly, and Kelly.

Author's Note: This chapter would be the paragraph after the last one in HP: HBP. . . Also in Harry's PoV. .

WARNING: Spoilers—beware. . . contains spoilers for all 6 books. . . especially the sixth!

He looked back at the crowd of people so Ron and Hermione couldn't see his happiness at their joining him in his quest to find Voldemort's Horcruxes. As he did this, he noticed two people stood prominent in the crowd.

Harry Potter, recently known as the Chosen One, squinted to get a better look at the two who were standing near the White Tomb. The first of the two was a middle-aged woman. She had shoulder length dark red hair; her blue eyes glittered with tears. She was dressed in a slim floor length black Muggle dress. The woman's arms were wrapped around a second person – a young woman about Harry's own age. This girl's hair was as black as the night, but her eyes were as blue as the middle- aged woman's. She too wore a black Muggle dress except hers had a thin white ribbon tied around her waist. A mix of mascara and tears ran in two thin streaks down either one of her cheeks. Harry knew he didn't know them, but something about the pair looked familiar.

"Do we know them?" Harry asked Ron and Hermione, finally breaking the silence.

"Know who?" Ron asked as he and Hermione moved next to Harry to get a better look at the pair.

"No, I don't think so," Hermione said, looking at the pair.

The woman appeared to be saying something to the girl; the girl nodded as the red haired woman walked over to who appeared to be Mrs. and Mr. Weasley. Meanwhile, the girl stood there, holding something that hung around her neck. It was a sad scene: the wind was blowing her black skirt and hair, and she was crying as she looked at the White Tomb where Albus Dumbledore, one of the greatest wizards of all time, lay.

The girl's attention was redirected to someone behind her. She quietly cried on his shoulder as he embraced her.

"Is that my brother she's hugging!" Ron exclaimed in disbelief.

It was indeed true. The person she was hugging was definitely one of the Weasley twins, but the three couldn't tell which one it was.

"Well, yes, it is," someone said from behind them.

The three turned to see Ginny standing behind them.

"And why in bloody hell would they be hugging!" Ron yelled.

"They're dating," Ginny answered simply. Seeing the trio's shocked expression, she asked, "You didn't know that Phoenix and Fred are going out?"

The three were still confused but Ron was the worst. "Fred's dating a BIRD?" he asked, bewildered.

Ginny slapped her forehead, Harry gave him a "you-cannot-be-serious" look, and Hermione said, "Honestly, Ron, how could you be so thick!" Ron still looked confused so Hermione elaborated, "The girl's name is Phoenix!"

"Oooooooooooooooooh," Ron said, finally understanding.

"Anyway," Ginny continued, "you didn't know about Phoenix so you probably don't know about George and Kelly." Ginny sighed at their shocked expressions.

"Since when?" Ron asked surprised by how little he knew about his brothers.

"Well, Fred and Phoenix started dating a year ago, but Fred's been fancying her for a couple years now. And George and Kelly started dating sometime around Christmas. . . I knew that Fred and George would start going out with those two," Ginny stated.

Hermione queried, "So you've already met Phoenix and Kelly?"

"Yes, I met them during Christmas break during my fourth year. They're really nice; so's Elly." Seeing the once again confused looks on the trio's faces, she added, "Elly's Phoenix's mum."

Ron started to fire questions at Ginny so fast that she couldn't answer before the next one. After a minute or two of this, Ginny irritably said, "Why don't you just ask them yourself?" Then she dragged Ron over toward Phoenix and Fred while Harry and Hermione trotted after.

Ginny and Ron stopped in front of Fred and Phoenix (who were no longer hugging). Harry looked over Phoenix again now that she was right in front of him. She was pretty tall, almost his own height, but she was still a few inches shorter than Fred. She had a pretty body and face (even thought there was smeared mascara running down it). Overall, she was very attractive, but she didn't seem like Fred's type. First of all, Phoenix didn't seem mischievous at all! Harry also got the impression that she had money. He didn't quite understand why he thought this considering she wasn't wearing anything that might betray her financial status, yet he knew it was true. Harry also concluded that she was conceited; to him, she seemed like the type that would gloat about anything – especially being a pureblood. Even though he didn't necessarily like her, he got a nostalgic feeling from being around her. Unconsciously, he touched his scar; it felt weird. His scar wasn't hurting, but it didn't feel normal either. Is this Phoenix girl doing this to me? he thought.

Unexpectedly, a scene flashed before his mind's eye. It was like being in a Pensieve, but he could still hear what was going on outside of the memory. He saw a little girl who was about one playing with a little one year old boy. Harry could feel shock running through him: the boy was himself. He had "baby fuzz" black hair and almond shaped emerald green eyes. Harry looked quickly at the girl he was playing with. She had wispy red hair and her eyes were blue. . . amazingly blue. . .

Harry's memory was interrupted by Ron saying "And why are you dating her!" angrily to Fred. He sounded like he got the impression that Phoenix was a snob too.

"Why shouldn't I be?" Fred asked, getting angry himself.

"Well. . .she's, uh. . . she's . . . not your type!" Ron said lamely.

Fred looked very angry – almost like he was going to attack Ron. Looks like Ron stepped over the line, Harry thought, ready to come to his best friend's defense. Surprisingly, Fred turned around and was going to walk away, but Phoenix stopped him by saying, "I don't need everyone to like me, Fred. That's impossible, but I'd like at least to meet everyone before I go storming off with you.

Obviously, no one was expecting this so Phoenix began the intros. "I'm Phoenix Raven Alqua Riddalia," she said, offering her hand to no one in particular, "but just call me Phoenix."

Harry was the first to take her hand. "I'm Harry Potter." He noticed a familiar twinkling her amazingly blue eyes. Like she knows a secret. . . While Harry was still pondering over this, Hermione had already introduced herself, and Ron was doing so presently.

"Hi, I'm Ron Weasley. Sorry."

"Sorry about what?" Phoenix asked as she shook his hand. It appeared like she actually forgot about Ron's outburst that occurred only a moment before.

"And Ginny!" Phoenix said happily as she gave said person a friendly hug. "I haven't seen you in forever! How were your O.W.L.s?"

"They weren't that bad," Ginny shrugged. "How are the girls?"

"Last time I checked, they were alive and breathing so they must be good," Phoenix smiled. "But they're still at school. . . so only Ami is really happy. . ."

Ginny laughed, "That's good. . . I hope. . . And how's your mum?"

Phoenix turned to look at the middle-aged woman who Harry saw earlier. Presently, the red haired woman was still talking with Mr. and Mrs. Weasley. It also appeared that Bill and Fleur joined in the conversation. "I think she's fine," Phoenix replied after a moment. "We're used to it by now. . . but Dumbledore's death comes in second on 'The Most Devastating Deaths' list or maybe even third. . ."

"Who else is on the list?" Harry asked curiously.

Phoenix answered, "Well, my Aunt Erin's death is on there. . ." She paused before continuing quietly, "As well as your parents' and Sirius's."

Harry as well as the rest of the group was shocked by this comment. Phoenix answered their questioning gazes by saying, "Yes, my mom was best friends with your mom, Harry. My mom and Sirius also dated; I'm sure that they were engaged. I know! I was amazed when I heard that too! I found out when we helped hide Sirius for a while in one of our houses in America," she said.

"How come Sirius or Lupin or anyone never mentioned you or your mum!" Harry asked, excited by this new revelation.

Phoenix looked as if she never thought about it before. Then she said, "I don't know. . . Sirius would always talk to us about you, Harry. . . Maybe you aren't supposed to know any of this. I mean, I wasn't even supposed to know about the engagement thing."

"Then how did you find out?" Hermione inquired.

Phoenix smiled mischievously, "I'm not allowed to tell." After seeing the suspicious looks being thrown at Fred, she added, "And the twins had nothing to do with it." That explains one reason why Fred likes her, Harry thought, referring to her air of mystery.

Fred fake pouted, "That's not fair! We would have helped, but we didn't know you until later that month!"

Phoenix smiled at Fred. "You didn't even know I was a witch until a month after you met me."

Fred laughed, "It wasn't a complete month!"

"What do you mean? How could they have not known you are a witch?" Ron questioned.

"I can't tell you today," Phoenix answered mysteriously.

"And why not?" asked Ron indignantly.

"Cause McGonagall's about to round y'all up," she replied in a fake yet convincing Southern accent.

Immediately following, Minerva McGonagall's voice said over all the noise, "Students, please return to your Houses to pack the remainder of your belongings. You have one hour until the Express leaves. Other guests please go to Hogsmeade; you can Apparate from there. Parents, please meet your children as you normally would at Platform 9 3/4." She added this last part reassuringly, "Don't worry; extra safety precautions have been placed. We have numerous Aurors positioned on the train. Now, students, if you would just follow me."

The large mob of people dispersed: the students following McGonagall back to Hogwarts while the others present began to head toward Hogsmeade.

As Fred and Phoenix were walking away, the latter called to Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Ginny, "See you at the wedding!" before disappearing into the crowd.