Harry pushed his trolley through the wall at King’s Cross with Ron and Hermione walking ahead of him. When he saw the train, he knew he was going home. But he still felt afraid of the year ahead of him, scared for the people he loved and thought of as family. Ron and Hermione heard him sighing and they turned to him, saw the look on his face and smiled reassuringly at him. They both also noticed that he kept looking around. 

“Let’s go and find a compartment.” Ron said, they nodded. As they were pulling their trunks and belongings onto the train, someone came up behind Harry and covered his eyes with their hands.

“Guess who?” A voice whispered in his ear. It was a girl, who Ron and Hermione didn’t know. Harry surprised them both by hugging the girl and kissing her. The girl blushed and they smiled. Harry slid his arm around the black haired, blue eyed girl, totally oblivious to the other two until Ron cleared his throat.

“Sorry.” Harry said. “This is Katria.” The girl smiled at them. “This is Ron and Hermione.”

“Hi.” Katria said, shyly. Ron and Hermione smiled at her.

“Where did you two meet?” Ron said.

“We met at a party in the summer.” Harry said.

“How? Through a friend?” Hermione said, as Katria blushed and hid her face in Harry’s jacket.

“I sang at Bill’s wedding.” Katria said, Ron and Hermione’s jaws dropped.

“You were amazing!” Ron said. “I thought you looked familiar.”

“I loved all the songs that you did that night.” Hermione said, Katria smiled.

“Thank you.” She said, blushing.

"We better get on before it leaves without us again." Ron said, they laughed.

The whistle sounded and they got onto the train and sat down.

Half an hour later the four of them were sat in the compartment, laughing and joking. Harry and Katria were curled up on one seat and Ron and Hermione were curled up on the other one. They had closed the blinds on the door and windows, tired of people looking in and pointing as they walked past.

“So what subjects do you like Katria?” Hermione asked.

“Please, call me Tria.” Katria said, Hermione smiled. “I love Charms, Potions, Defence Against the Dark Arts and Herbology.” Hermione nodded. "I'm hoping to train as a Healer."

"When you're not disappearing for gigs every five minutes, that is." Harry said.

"I'll squeeze it in somewhere hopefully." Katria said, they laughed.

"So have you always wanted to sing?" Ron asked.

"Always." Katria said, smiling. "I just knew." Hermione smiled.

"How long have you been officialy recording?" Ron asked.

"Since I was thirteen, I've been on a record deal." Katria said. "I took a break after 2 years and the wedding was one of my first shows back."

"Wow." Ron said.

"How do you know Fleur?" Hermione asked.

"I've known her family for years." Katria said. "I stayed with them a lot when I was younger."

"Did they ask you to perform at the wedding?" Hermione asked.

"Bill asked me as a surprise." Katria said. "I couldn't say no."

"I remember the look on her face when you walked in." Ron said, Katria smiled.

"I remember the look on your face." Katria said, looking at Harry.

"He wouldn't stop staring at you all night." Hermione laughed.

"What?" Katria laughed. "You never told me that!"

"Why would I?" Harry said, blushing as they laughed. "Besides, I wasn't that bad." Katria raised her eyebrows at him. "And I had been drinking."

"You were like a pining puppy!" Ron said, they laughed.

"I got you in the end, didn't I?" Harry said, kissing Katria.

"Knowing you now, I can imagine you whining like a child." Katria said, squealing as Harry tickled her. "And you only got me because you followed me outside when I was on my break."

"I was being nice." Harry said. "I got you a drink and asked you to dance, didn't I?"

"Yes, you did." Katria said, blushing. "And then you convinced me to leave with you."

"What?" Hermione asked.

"And you made me late for my second set." Katria said.

"I didn't even notice you had gone." Ron said.

"Really?" Katria asked.

"We were gone for almost an hour." Harry said.

"Harry James Potter!" Hermione scolded, they laughed.

"Were your parents with you at the wedding?" Ron asked, Harry squeezed Katria's hand tightly.

"I was alone, my parents..." She broke off before steadying herself again. "My parents are dead. My Mum died when I was six. My Dad...well, he's dead to me." Tears filled her eyes and Harry held her closer to him.

"It's alright, I got you..." He soothed, whispering in her ear.

"i'm fine." She said, wiping her eyes. "I've never told you what really happened so I might as well tell you now." She sighed. "My Mum died when I was six, Death Eaters attacked the house and tortured us. They took her with them and she was found two weeks later in a ditch in the middle of a forest."

"I'm sorry Tria." Ron said.

"What happened to you?" Hermione asked.

"I'm able to cover the worst of them so not a lot of people notice unless I tell them." Katria said. "Amongst numerous Cruciatus Curses, they used one that Snape taught them."

"Not..." Hermione trailed off, but Katria nodded.

"They used that on you?!" Ron asked, horrified. "A six year old child?!" Katria nodded again.

"I was left outside bleeding everywhere." Katria said. "While they burned the house."

"Did anyone find you?" Ron asked.

"Yes, a neighbour found me." Katria said. "I was in hospital for a week."

"Where was your Dad?" Hermione asked.

"He wasn't there the night we were attacked." Katria said. "He was at a pub for hours even after I'd been found." She sighed. "He was always a very cold person and after Mum died he got a lot worse...temper, drinking, getting arrested, losing job after job." Harry squeezed her hand. "I walked out when I was thirteen and I've never looked back."

"Where did you go?" Hermione asked.

"I went to my Nan's." Katria said. "And I've never looked back."

"Do you still see him?" Ron asked.

"I ended everything when I walked out." Katria said.

"You alright?" Harry asked, Katria nodded.

"Even if I decided to see him, I couldn't." Katria said.

"Why not?" Ron said. "Not that I'd see him."

"He's missing." Katria said. "It's been nearly six months. The police and Aurors have no leads or ideas on his case...nothing."

"I'm sorry Tria." Hermione said.

"Don't be." Katria said. "He doesn't exist, he died a long time ago."

"You're better off without him, you don't need him." Harry said. "And you have us and your Nan." Katria nodded and Harry kissed her. Ron and Hermione smiled at them.

"Now all I want to do is raid the trolley and sleep." Katria said.

"That's my girl." Harry said, they smiled and laughed.


Harry couldn't stop staring at the girl in a beautiful midnight blue dress as she walked across the stage. He thought she was beautiful: long black wavy hair and ice blue eyes. There was something about her that seemed so familiar but he couldn't place it. He also noticed that he wasn't the only one staring at her as she took the microphone from its holder.

"Even though she looks gorgeous sitting down in that dress and probably doesn't want to move at all, I would like to invite Fleur and Bill up for their first dance." She said. "I will drag you up here if I have to Fleur!" Everyone laughed and applauded as Bill led a shocked Fleur onto the dance floor. They began to dance as music started and the girl started to sing.

"Wow." Ron said.

"She's good." Harry said, nodding.

The girl finished her first set of songs after an hour and then it was time for the dinner to begin. Harry watched her walk outside, wiping tears from her eyes. Finishing his dinner and drink, he got up and headed outside, Ron and Hermione didn't notice him leaving, completely oblivious and wrapped up in each other.

He found her sitting on a bench under a tree near the bottom of the garden. The tree was decorated with lanterns and string lights. It looked beautiful in the dark, especially with the candles and lanterns surrounding the bench and tree. When he got closer to her, he could see that the tears were still falling down her face.

"Hi." He said. She jumped, turned to look at him and wiped her eyes. "Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you."

"Are they coming out for photos?" She asked. "I'll go and sit somewhere else."

"No, you're alright." Harry said. "They're all still eating and if they're not, Molly will be forcefeeding them." They laughed. "And they already had their photos done before, may get more soon." She nodded.

"Do you want to sit down?" She asked. "You afraid I'm going to bite or something?" They laughed and Harry sat down next to her. "I'm Katria, but you can call me Tria." Harry smiled.

"I guess you'll probably know who I am." Harry said.

"A boy forced to grow up far too fast." Katria said.

"That's me." Harry said, Katria smiled at him sadly. "Are you alright?"

"Yeah, just got a lot going on, can't get a break." Katria said, she shivered and rubbed her arms.

"Are you cold?" He asked. "Here." He took off his suit jacket and draped it over her shoulders. "Better?"

"Yes, thank you." She said, smiling at him. She looked back at the fields before them and up at the stars. "Amazing how peaceful it is here, isn't it? When you think about what's happening out there?"

"Yeah." Harry said. If he was being honest with himself, all he was thinking about was how beautiful he was and the fact that he couldn't stop staring at her. "Do you want to go back inside?"

"Yeah sure." Katria said.

"How long until you have to sing again?" Harry asked.

"I think probably two hours." Katria said, Harry stood and offered her his hand. She smiled. "You still afraid?"

"Are you?" He said, they laughed and she took his hand. They walked slowly back up the garden to the wedding tent. He got them a drink and they sat down at an empty table, not talking while they drank, but still enjoying each other's company. They both found themselves stealing glances at the other and blushing when they were caught. "Would you like to dance?"

"I'd love to." Katria said, smiling. Harry grinned and stood up, once again offering his hand to Katria. She smiled again and accepted his hand, allowing him to help her stand and then leading her onto the dancefloor as a slow song began playing.

"Perfect timing." Harry said, they laughed.

"Yeah." Katria said, as they started to dance slowly.

Katria sighed and rested her head on his shoulder, causing Harry to blush and realise his attraction to her wasn't just the result of alcohol. Looking around him, he watched Ron and Hermione, Bill and Fleur, Fred and Katie, George and Angelina, Molly and Arthur, Remus and Tonks all dancing and all wrapped up in their own worlds.

"Are you alright?" He asked.

"Yeah, I'm good." Katria said, smiling. "This is really nice."

"It is." Harry said. "I hate dancing but this is fun." They laughed. "We have a while yet, don't we?"

"Yes." Katria said. "Why?"

"Want to get out of here?" He whispered in her ear.

"Where?" Katria said.

"I know a place." Harry said, Katria smiled. Harry's heart was doing flips inside his chest, and he honestly didn't know if he could take much more. After a moment of Katria biting her lip and frowning, she nodded. They smiled.

End flashback

Four hours passed quickly and Harry found himself getting into a carriage. He wondered what was going to happen during his last year at Hogwarts, the only place where he felt he belonged. They all crowded around the window when they saw the approaching castle. Harry looked at Katria next to him: her eyes had filled up and she was clutching at the window. They were passing the island on the lake that held Dumbledore’s tomb.

“Come here.” Harry said, cuddling her as she began to cry.

“Is she alright?” Ron said.

“He was her grandfather.” Harry said, Ron and Hermione’s jaws dropped. Harry looked at Katria; her head was buried in his neck. “Hey, look at me.” She did.

“He wasn’t really my grandfather.” Katria said. “My Mum loved Dumbledore and thought of him as family even before I was born. I grew up calling him my grandfather because he was always there for us.” She sighed. "He never forgot, even after Mum died."

“Wow.”Ron said, Harry cuddled Katria as she shook.

“I didn’t want him to die.” She whispered. “Not like that.”

“I know.” Harry said, wiping her eyes. Ron and Hermione smiled at them. “Where’s that smile, huh? Am I going to have to tickle it out of you?”

“No!” Katria squealed, they laughed.

“Are you going to be alright?” Hermione said.

“I’ll be fine.” Katria said, smiling at Hermione.

"Good." Harry said, kissing Katria's forehead.

“It just hit me hard when he died.” Katria said.

"It'll be OK." Harry soothed, his arm tightening around her.

Ten minutes later Harry helped Katria sit down next to him in the Hall. He was glad that he had got her sitting down because she had been shaking ever since they had got out of the carriage. Ron and Hermione sat down opposite them. Hardly anyone was talking in the Hall, the excitement of seeing friends again and talking about their summer holidays long ago left abandoned on the Hogwarts Express.

Harry looked at Katria as she squeezed his hand tightly. Her eyes were fixed on the staff table at the top of the Hall. He realised she was looking at Dumbledore’s chair. McGonagall had taken over the school when Dumbledore had died, but the Headmaster’s chair still remained empty. Instead she kept her place at the right hand side.

“He wouldn’t want you to cry.” Harry whispered, sliding an arm around her. She leaned into him.

“He’d say something silly like ‘it cleans the spirit’.” Katria said, as the Sorting of the First Years began.

“Probably.” Harry said, kissing her forehead.

“I bet he rarely made sense when he stood up there.” Katria said.

“Sometimes he did.” Hermione said.

“I wish I listened more.” Katria said, Harry squeezed her hand. The Sorting finally finished, and everyone quietened down as McGonagall stepped to the front of the teacher’s table.

“Welcome to Hogwarts for our new students and welcome home to our older students.” She said, looking out at the four house tables. Katria was already almost in tears. Harry’s arms tightened around her, Ron and Hermione smiled reassuringly at her. Harry was glad when she returned the smile. “Our older students will know something terrible happened a few months ago. Once again, someone is missing from this Hall, our world. Albus Dumbledore no longer walks these halls, and no longer will we hear him deliver speeches that hardly made sense.” Harry and Katria smiled through tears, both trying to reassure each other. “But he didn’t confuse us on one thing, he wanted this school to be a place where every student can feel safe and belong here, no matter their house or their blood status.” She looked at the Slytherin table. “Now more than ever he wanted to end the rivalry that goes on in this school. If I hear of fighting or name calling, there will be immediate consequences. You are not children anymore. That is all.” She went back to her seat and the food appeared on the four house tables. Everyone began to fill their plates up and Harry, Katria and Hermione laughed as Ron immediately pulled everything within reach towards him.

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