AN: I'm sticking a few canon characters is here, but don't worry, they aren't of much importance. I'm not much of a canon character person.

Lost and Found

Harry Potter did see Ginny Weasly again, only he didn't know it was she. Or should I say, he didn't remember her at all.

It was a bright sunny day in July, and Harry was less than two weeks from turning nineteen. He was in the park close to the flat he and his friends were sharing. He didn't want to go back to his house, because he wanted to stay with his friends. They were three Muggles, and their names were Joshua, Damien, and Bella. He had met them all in France, where he had spent the last year.

Now he was back in England, and they had followed him to London. Today was the annual fair, and the park was crowded with people. That didn't stop Harry and his three friends - who had become excellent skateboarders - from riding in the park through the clumps of people. Although they were pretty skilled, Josh nearly hit an old lady with his skateboard, who started screaming to the whole world about how kids these days don't show respect to their elders.

The four friends took a seat on some steps, and started pointing people out.

"I say we find all the hot chicks," Damien started, "and get Harry to go talk to one of them. I daresay it's been a long time since you had a girl, man," he said punching Harry's arm.

"Cut it out," Harry groaned. They had been over this over and over again.

"Harry!" Bella laughed. "Look at you. You're tall, handsome, strong, and you've got beautiful eyes, but you won't even get into any relationships! Some girl out there is waiting for you, and you're just not looking."

Harry looked quite embarrassed. It wasn't that Bella had complemented him so much – she did that at least twice a day – but the fact that he didn't want to tell his friends that he didn't feel like any girl he had met so far was the right one.

"Whoohoo!" Damien whistled. "Look at that girl."

He pointed with his head towards a girl with flaming red hair. She was talking to a guy with flaming red hair and a girl with bushy brown hair. Even Harry had to admit, the girl Damien pointed out was beautiful.

"Come on!" Josh urged. "You've got to go talk to her!"

"No way! Why don't you go?"

"Because she's meant for you mate!"

"Harry," Bella said calmly. "You don't have to talk to her. Just go by her and impress her with a cool move." She was pointing at his skateboard as she said it.

"Fine." Harry mumbled. Though he wasn't showing it to his friends, he really did want to meet this girl. She seemed different than everyone else, though he couldn't explain why. He hadn't even talked to the girl.

He got on his board, and prepared to do a "cool" move. He jumped on the stairway railing with his board, and flew all the way down. The girl was staring at him with her mouth open. She wasn't the only one either. The guy and the girl that were with her were also staring at him, as if he was their long lost brother that they had never met. He did a few more stunts and then started heading back to his friends, when the redheaded girl unexpectedly blurted, "Harry?"

He quickly turned around to face her. His friends were now moving towards them, curious to see what was happening.

The redheaded girl threw herself at him in a tight embrace, and he just stood there with his arms spread wide, trying to figure out what was happening. And then the redheaded girl released her grip on him, but he was again almost thrown to the ground as the brown-haired girl also threw herself at him, hugging him tightly. The boy just stared at him in awe, looking bewildered.

"Do you know them?" Josh asked him.

Harry shook his head. "I don't know what… I've never…"

The redheaded girl backed away from him, and looked up at him with a confused look on her face. The happiness seemed to have been drawn away from the other girl and the boy, too.

"Harry, mate." They boy said. "It's me, Ron. You're best mate. How can you say…"

"I'm sorry," Harry said. "I think you've got me confused with someone else…"

"Harry," the brown-haired girl started. "It's me, Hermione. And Ginny," Hermione said, nodding her head toward the redheaded girl who now looked very pale." How could you have forgotten Ginny?"

"Er…" Harry began, looking very uncomfortable indeed. "I don't think I ever even knew you to forget you."

"Harry," Ginny said, who now had tears streaming down her face. "You said you loved me. You said you'd always love me."

"Lady," Damien said. "You've obviously got our Harry Potter confused with his braver twin or something, because our Harry would never tell anybody that he loved them. Never."

Ginny was looking very brokenhearted.

"Harry," Bella started, grabbing his arm. "I think we'd better go. Come on…"

Harry let Bella pull him away, but he turned and looked back at the three strangers. They stared back at him, all of them looking sad. Did he know them?