I just want to say in advance that I'm sorry if this is not up to your expectations. I'll admit, I got kind of lazy.

It wasn't too long until I started getting death threats. They gave me a permanent residence at the Ministry, and for four whole years, I was cut off entirely from the world outside. It was then that I realized that my dream of being a Healer would never come true.

Today is the first day I'm allowed to leave. Harry looks at me, silently asking if I'm ready. I smile and throw the invisibility cloak he leant me over my head. We're going to escort Al to King's Cross for his first year at Hogwarts.

Out on the street, I spin around and take in the crowds, the noise, everything. You'd be surprised how much can change in just four years.

When we arrive at platform 9 ¾, Al stops walking to tie his shoe. Harry falls behind to wait for him. Sensing that they want to have a private talk, I wander away from the Potter family, and down the platform. I see nervous first and second years, overprotective parents, and smirking prefects, constantly adjusting their glittering badges. A wave of nostalgia washes over me.

Then I see something much too familiar: a head of teal hair somewhere in the distance. I shove people aside, not caring that I'm supposed to be invisible. What I see makes my knees give way.

He (yes, he) is snogging a girl with white blond hair. I know that I was selfish to believe that while I was away, things hadn't moved on, but it had been a desperate hope.

The conductor calls out and the girl disentangles herself from Teddy and rushes away. He waves after her.

My shock turns into anger. I storm up to Teddy and grab his sleeve.

He yelps as I, still invisible, drag him to an especially populated area, so that I can take off my disguise.

"What the hell have you done Teddy? The last time I saw you you were locked up in St. Mungo's!"

Teddy's eyes widen at the sight of me, then quickly hugs me before he realizes what he is doing, and awkwardly steps backwards. "I recovered about two years ago, and I was let out. That's when… Victoire and I started…" He trails off and starts to blush.

"And in order to lure her in, you pulled the same trick that you did with me," I snap grudgingly, indicating Teddy's male form.

Teddy looks down. "She knows about me. She says that she doesn't mind as long as I keep 'my weirdness' from the public."

This saddens me. You deserve better, I want to say.

But the truth is that life gives zero fucks about what you deserve. I know this all too well.

Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow,

Creeps in this petty pace from day to day

To the last syllable of recorded time,

And all our yesterdays have lighted fools

The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!

Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player

That struts and frets his hour upon the stage

And then is heard no more. It is a tale

Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,

Signifying nothing.

Finally, I'm finished! Please review!