Chapter 1

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"Neville, I'm so sorry about Luna. I hope you have gotten over your grief." A 30 year old Harry said crying. Neville looked at least 40 but was only 30. He looked down at his feet.
"Harry. Why do you chose everyone above yourself?" Neville asked.
"Got fame and glory but with it I got pain. No one should have to feel such pain as I did." Harry replied
"Do you wanna come inside. I can put the kettle on." Neville asked
"Why not? Sure." Harry replied. They stepped into the house. Harry and Neville went into the kitchen.
"Harry look. Soheresthethingmeandginnymetattheleakycauldronandwewerebothalittledruksowekindacamebackhereandwekndahadsex." Neville said backing away but Harry stood there.
"Neville. Me and ginny got a divorce. Neville I'm gay." Harry said calmly
"Oh ok so you don't mind if I ask her out." Neville asked worried he might say no
"No I don't but I think ginny has her eye on dean." Harry said looking out the door and seeing Ginny laugh at one of deans jokes. "Well it was a lovely anniversary mass but I better go." Harry explained he dissaparated and popped up at his apartment building.
"Hello Henry, how are you?" Harry asked to the guy behind the desk
"I'm so busy, got Mrs Damefort moving out on the third floor and some new guy moving in across the hall from you. Oh it's hard but cest la vie (that's life in French). Where were you and what's up with the suit?" He told. Henry was a nice man but he was very chatty
"Oh my friend died on this day a year ago so I went to her remembrance mass." Harry replied flicking through his mail he had just gotten from his letter box. He walked out of the lobby and as he went into the elevator he just waved bye with half his mail in his hand

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