Chapter 89

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The top photo was exactly a year ago

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The top photo was exactly a year ago...the bottom was just taken. When I began writing this, I never expected the amount of support I have received this past year. Everyday I am so thankful to have been given this opportunity. Thanks to all of you who have stuck with me, especially the ones who've been here since the beginning. Xoxo

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Holiday ended and it was back to the normal routine for Harry and Draco.

"I don't want to go to class," Harry complained as he got dressed the first morning back to classes.

"Tell me about it," Ron huffed, trying to rub the sleep from his eyes, "why do they make classes start so early?"

"We should be allowed to sleep 'til noon," Seamus complained, resisting against Dean, who was trying the drag the Irish boy from his four-poster.

"Hermione's going to kill us," Harry groaned as he checked his watch, "she's probably already in the common room waiting for us."

"Are you two still fighting, Ron?" Neville asked.

Ron mumbled something incoherent before hiding in the bathroom.

"Hurry up!" Harry pounded on the door, "I have to go to the kitchens before breakfast!"

"Just go without me!" Ron hollered, "I'll meet you in the Great Hall."

Harry rolled his eyes, but grabbed his bag nevertheless.

To his surprise, Hermione wasn't waiting in the Common Room.

"Is Hermione still upstairs?" Harry asked Lavender and Parvati who were on their way out the portrait hole.

"No, she left ages ago," Lavender replied.

"Oh, alright, thanks," Harry frowned, following them out.

Walking alone, he detoured down the staircase that led to the kitchens.

"Oh! Harry! Good, I've been meaning to get a word with you," Cedric Diggory waved Harry towards him, "I was just on my way to breakfast."

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