A/N: I got a lot of interesting ideas of who you think Anna is :)

Quite a few of you said she was Harry and Lauren's daughter. I also got that she was an Ex of Harry's, a best friend, and Lauren's sister. One of these is right and now you'll find out which one it is :)

How It's Supposed to Be

"Not Lauren Skylar. Anna Skylar."

He took another deep breath, shoving his hands in his pockets. "The day I left, I went to London. I was wandering through stores, trying to decided what I was going to do, where I was going to go. And then I ran into this girl…

"I am so sorry!"

She picked herself off the ground, examining Harry with panicked eyes. "I'm a total idiot who has an issue with focusing."

"It's all right, I'm fine." He rubbed the back of his head and grinned shyly down at her. He stuck out a hand. "I'm Harry, Harry Potter."

She shook it, grinning back up at him, her blue eyes gleaming. "Anna, Anna Skylar."

"After that, we went to lunch as her way of apologizing for 'nearly killing me'. She was going to school in London, living with her older sister, Lauren. I ended up meeting her friends, Brad, Hannah and Ike. I actually moved in with Ike within a week of meeting him."

Ginny leaned against the doorframe, listening to Harry shout his story over the rain. A thousand things were racing through his mind. But what she felt most was sympathy and happiness. He was finally letting her in.

"We became the best of friends. I told her everything, except magic. I told her I was orphaned and had a rotten family. I told her about a murderer being after me for revenge because my cries had made the dog bark and alert the neighbors so he didn't have time to steal anything." A smile flashed across his lips for a moment.

"I told Anna about Sirius, and Dumbledore, Cedric, and Snape. I told her all about Ron and Hermione. And everything about you. She told me the world wasn't over because you had yelled at me like that. Anna helped me pick out your engagement ring." He reached into his pocket and pulled out the shining ring.

"For nearly six months, life was so much fun. I learned the play the guitar and went clubbing. We all went to concerts every weekend. All that was missing was you." He took another deep breath before continuing.

"Then one day Anna and I were walking home from a pub together. It was dark out and we were the only ones in the streets. I didn't carry my wand around then. Five Death Eaters showed up, all in masks. They stunned me. And then they killed Anna." He laughed bitterly. "She hadn't done anything. She was just my friend. I broke the spell and managed to stun one of them wandlessly, but it didn't matter. They all apparated away, and taking the stunned one with them. I never got to take off their masks to see who they were.

"I felt horrible. Anna had died because of me. I told Ike and Brad and Lauren and Hannah about magic. They were all sympathetic and understanding. I didn't deserve it. I decided to go to America, where I met Jack. I was going by Skylar, but he shortened it. I thought I had put it behind me by the time you showed up. I didn't think twice about returning to England. I had heard that Ike was traveling and Lauren was working in London, so I assumed it was safe.

"But then Lauren showed up at my birthday party. She told me that there was going to be a memorial party and that I should go. I had to face her family…"

"Stop fidgeting, Harry, you're going to be fine. Mum loves you and Evan will probably fall over with happiness at the sight of you." Lauren crossed her arms.

"I wish I hadn't dyed my hair." He straightened out the red streak that was lying flat.

"Mum will laugh and say Anna would have loved it, because she would have." She straightened Harry's green tie and then took his arm. "C'mon, they're waiting."

Taking a deep breath, they stepped inside the house. People were everywhere; and they were all different, from elderly people in musty suits to young people with wild green hair.

"Harry!" A blond woman engulfed Harry in a hug.

"Hello, Mrs. Skylar."

"I'm glad you came. John's in the kitchen and Evan's in his room, I can't them to move." She told them both, smiling at her daughter.

"Why don't you take Evan, Harry? I'll get Daddy, Mum." Lauren left with her mother and Harry marched up the stairs, memories of his past visits to the house filling him.

He remembered which room was Evan's and he knocked, wondering how Evan had changed in four years. He was seventeen now, rebellious and wild, just like his sisters. Harry received no answer so he just walked in, finding a black haired boy on his stomach, eyes on the video game he was absorbed in.

"Last time I saw you, your hair was blond and you were two feet shorter." Harry chuckled as Evan's head spun around, a wide grin splitting across his face.

"Harry!" He leapt up and hugged him, laughing. "My friends don't believe me when I say I know the famous Sky."

"Well, I'll make sure your mum gets plenty of pictures of us together today."

"She would be glad you're here, Harry, you were her best friend." Evan told him quietly.

Harry nodded. Evan had always acted immature for his age, throwing fits whenever he didn't get his way. But the death of his sister had been devastating to him and he had thankfully turned his grief into a positive force; he was exactly like his sisters, particularly Anna.

"We better get down stairs, I need your support when I see your dad."

Evan laughed. "You and me both, mate."

They went downstairs and found John Skylar standing beside his wife. His hair was completely gray now, not a hint of brown anywhere and he stood, frowning. Harry gripped Evan's shoulder as he approached the intimidating man.

"Hello, Mr. Skylar." Harry stuck out his hand, but John didn't take it.

"Nice to see you, Harry." He said gruffly.

"Evan, come and help me, please." Beth left her husband and Harry alone, Evan smirking slightly as he followed his mother.

Ike was throwing pistachios at Brad, laughing obnoxiously. Harry rolled his eyes at them; he had hoped they would manage to behave for more than five minutes, but they had both decided from the start to make the party festive.

"I'm going o be honest with you, Harry."

He nearly jumped at the sound of John's voice. "Er, all right, Sir?"

"Four years ago, Lauren was twenty-two, Anna was eighteen and Evan was thirteen. None of my three kids had friends I liked. I never liked any of my daughters' friends. Especially the blue freak over there." He took a sip of his drink, still eyeing Ike distastefully. "But, I didn't mind you. You made Anna see things more reasonably. What I'm trying to say is this. I'm glad you were her best friend." He turned and looked at Harry seriously.

"Thank you, Mr. Skylar."

"You can call me John." One corner of his mouth lifted ever so slightly and Harry knew it was the closest thing to a smile he would ever get.

"I miss her."

John sighed, lifting his glass to his lips again. "I miss her too."

"There's place in the woods behind the manor. In a rock are my initials beside Anna's, A.M.S." He took another breath, stepping forward. He held the ring up to her. "Ginny, I wish I had told you this from the moment you found me in America. It was my fault what happened to Anna."

"Would you stop being a stupid, noble prat for one second?" She snapped. "Not everything is your fault, Harry; you can't be there to save everyone."

He was quiet for a moment before looking down at the ring. "I'm sorry, Ginny."

She shook her head and was worried for a moment that tears full of happiness would begin to fall down her face. Ginny stepped outside, allowing the rain to fall down on her and she laughed, looking up and feeling the icy water land on her face.

Harry was smiling sweetly at her as he placed the ring on her finger, right where it belonged. He placed his cold hands on her face and lifted it to his.

"I love you, Ginny. You are the first and you will be the last. Forever."

"I love you too, Harry."

And then their lips met. As they kissed in the rain, Ginny felt everything fall into place. He was back and he was never leaving her side ever again. She thought about everything they had gone through the past year, from America to the dance they had shared, despite Ella and Reese. In his arms, everything felt perfect.

It was just how it was supposed to be.

A/N: All that's left is the epilogue now :(