We don't own harry potter

NOVEMBER 19, 1986

In the past two years, everybody knew everything about each other. Ava, Narcissa, Sirius, Remus, Molly and Arthur were all like second parents to all the kids. Draco and Harry got on great with Ron and Ginny. The four of them were literally inseparable. Hermione on the other hand, didn't like Ron much, but loved Ginny like a sister. Fred, George and Hermione were always pulling pranks and causing trouble. Sirius couldn't be more proud of them, naming the trio "Mini Marauders."

Ava's story though shocked everybody.

She had been tortured by her "family" the Nott's, all because she was sorted into Hufflepuff instead of Slytherin. She was scratched out of the family tree just because she married a "half-breed" Ravenclaw, instead of a Pureblood Slytherin. Her husband's name was David Granger. He died five years ago by Voldemort himself.

Sirius had proposed to Ava a month ago on October 15 and they were getting married six months later on April 10, 1987. So far, all Ava and Sirius decided on was the maid of honour, the bridesmaids, best man, the groomsmen and the flower girl. The maid of honour was Cissy and the bridesmaids were Molly and Merlyn, Ava's best friend from Hogwarts. The best man was Remus and the groomsmen were Arthur and Mason, one of Sirius' best buds from the ministry. The flower girl was of course, Hermione.

Harry had gained a lot of knowledge of magic and wanted to be in Gryffindor just like his mummy and daddy. He had met all of the professors besides of course Snape. He had taken a liking to all of them but he especially liked McGonagall and Madame Hooch. He also loved Quiditch and according to Sirius, he was a natural.

Harry, Hermione and Draco were the happiest they've ever been in their entire life.

A/N: im really sorry at how short it is. I didn't know what to write and im getting writers block.