Heaven

Reunion

-- Chapter 1 --

The 10-year reunion for the Hogwarts leaving class of 1998 was all set to begin in 4 days. It had been Dumbledore himself who had taken the time to write the invitations, pausing every now and then to chuckle while thinking of happy memories. After writing a name with a flick of his wand and adding it to the growing pile of invites, Dumbledore's twinkling gaze landed on the last four invitations. He let out an uncharacteristic sigh and set to work again. He was writing slower than before, as if he put thought into every letter, every sweep and loop with his wand was the creation of deep concentration.

To Mr. Ronald Weasley

You are cordially invited to attend the Hogwarts Reunion for the class of 1998

The event will commence at precisely 8 o' clock on Saturday 7^th December at the function room in the Leaky Cauldron.

Formal dress robes are requisite

Please send reply with return owl.

Yours truly, Albus Dumbledore.

The last time he had seen Ronald Weasley it had been under regrettable circumstances. George Weasley's funeral had been one of the most heartbreaking days of his life. Only 21 years old, he had perished whilst fighting off Deatheaters from the entrance to 12 Grimmauld Place. He was a true Gryffindor. Fred Weasley had gone into reclusion soon after his twin's death, not knowing how to continue his life. Ronald Weasley had taken over Weasley Wizard Wheezes, taking the burden of a demanding business from his older brother's shoulders. After that his family had seen him less and less, and discovered he had been spending most of his time locked in Fred and George's old office, doing paperwork.

Dumbledore shook himself mentally, he needed to get this done and it would do no one any good to find out that their past headmaster was a sentimental old fool. Moving swiftly on, his eyes found their way to the next name on the list. Just as slowly as before...he began to write.

To Miss Hermione Granger

You are cordially invited to attend the Hogwarts Reunion for the class of 1998

The event will commence at precisely 8 o' clock on Saturday 7^th December at the function room in the Leaky Cauldron.

Formal dress robes are requisite

Please send reply with return owl.

Yours truly, Albus Dumbledore.

It had only been a few hours since Professor Dumbledore had last seen Miss Granger. In fact, he had had an in depth discussion with her about elf rights this morning at breakfast. Hermione had taken the position of Potions Mistress after Severus Snape's disappearance during the last war. No student currently at the school had been taught by Professor Snape and therefore, took Hermione's kindness and unwavering patience for granted. However, in Miss Granger's first year on the teaching staff, she had been unanimously the most popular teacher at Hogwarts. Even the Slytherins warmed up to their new Head of House after the first term. Everyone on staff adored Hermione, as they all had since her own schooldays. She brought life and much needed fun to the corridors of Hogwarts. But, Dumbledore knew that deep down Hermione was battling with depression. She had not seen her two best friends in five years, and was missing them terribly. She hadn't even mentioned them since the Diagon Alley explosion. She had rushed to the scene with her potion kit, and her quick thinking and cool intellect had saved many lives, including that of Mr. Malfoy.

Dumbledore paused at the next name of the list, pushed his half-moon spectacles up the bridge of his nose and started waving his wand in mid air, whilst words appeared in shining red ink on the parchment in front of him.

To Mr. Draco Malfoy,

You are cordially invited to attend the Hogwarts Reunion for the class of 1998

The event will commence at precisely 8 o' clock on Saturday 7^th December at the function room in the Leaky Cauldron.

Formal dress robes are requisite

Please send reply with return owl.

Yours truly, Albus Dumbledore.

Dumbledore no longer knew where Draco Malfoy was, but he knew that if he wanted to be found, he would have done by now. Lucius Malfoy had been sent to Azkaban for life but after a failed escape attempt was Kissed by a Dementor. Even Lucius Malfoy, in his opinion, did not deserve that kind of punishment. Looking for any other 'Deatheaters' who could be imprisoned, Cornelius had sent no less than twelve aurors after Draco Malfoy. Mr. Malfoy, only 19 years old at the time, came to Dumbledore as a last resort and begged for his help. Dumbledore performed the Fidelius charm on Draco Malfoy and then had cast "Obliviate" on himself, so not even he knew where he was. Yes, he knew that memory charms could be broken, but no one had yet to come looking for Draco Malfoy at Hogwarts, everyone thinking that Mr Malfoy trusted no one but himself. And they were right, but it had in fact been Albus himself, not Draco Malfoy who had insisted on the memory charm. It seems that people can change...

He finished the invitation and looked to the last name on the list. From his twinkling blue eyes emerged a single pearly white tear, which he did not try to wipe away. He had only managed the first line of the invitation when the bell for lunch sounded. Glad of a reason to stop his chore, Dumbledore raised from his chair and with one last look at the parchment, quickly exited his office.

To Mr. Harry Potter,