It had been a slow day, as only a few people had come in that day. Dennis was in the room where he took the photos cleaning up when he heard a small tinkling sound that signaled more customers had arrived.
"Coming," Dennis called, walking into the room.
What he found was what appeared to be an average family. There was a young man a few years older than Dennis with long red hair, deep scars on his face, and a fang earring; he was accompanied by a woman who appeared to be his wife, she had long blonde hair that cascaded down her shoulders. Alongside them were two young girls, the elder looking like a miniature version of the woman, the younger having bright red hair.
But, what struck out in Dennis' mind was the younger blond woman that came in with this family. She was beautiful. She was a few years younger than Dennis, and a few inches shorter. She had long blonde hair plaited down her back, and smiled small, kind smile.
"Hello, what can I do for you today?" Dennis asked, turning attention to the man.
"We'd like some pictures taken for my parents-in-laws anniversary," the man said.
"Alright, please follow me," Dennis said, leading the room he had just been in.
He then took a good bit of pictures of the family that turned out to be Weasley, and told them to be back in a half-hour. They then left Dennis alone with his thoughts; he thought of how beautiful the girl with the braid had been, like a lot. He had let her go, of course, he tended to do that, he had done that with Colin, and he would probably never see the girl again now. This is what preoccupied his thoughts for the next half-hour. Then, suddenly, during a lull in business, he heard the bell, and what he saw was a marvelous sight to behold.
