1 week before The Capture:
Harry Potter sat in a coach of Hogwarts Express, wiping his round glasses with a handkerchief. It was such a wonder to be back again! He was beaming.
Beside him was Ginny, his wife. The seat opposite to him was occupied by his dearest friends, Ron and Hermione, now a married couple.
The speaker boomed "The train leaves in a minute, all passengers aboard."
"You want to give them a sneak peek?" Ginny asked Harry.
"Yeah, sure" Harry said getting up and wearing his glasses. The train slid slowly as Harry went to the door.
Immediately, there were cheers from the people on the platform. Reporters started clicking pictures. People pushed and shoved each other to get a glimpse of Harry Potter. Harry smiled and waved his hand. The Hogwarts Express pulled out of the platform. Harry was going back to Hogwarts!
Harry came back to his seat, smiling. He couldn't help being happy. It had been a long long time since he sat on this train. He savoured those beautiful memories...
"Pooooom... Poooom." The Hogwarts Express whistled as it chugged through the countryside. The meadows glistened golden in the morning sun.
Harry combed his hair, now visibly greyish, with his fingers. At 38, Harry was the Chief Auror of UK's Ministry of Magic. He was also an honorary Quidditch coach to the International Quidditch team of UK. He had a busy schedule, and break like this meant a lot to him...
His wife, Ginny, was a senior reporter of The Daily Prophet newspaper. She had to travel all over the world to cover international events and interview VIPs.
Ron was a director of his brother George's multinational company "The Weasley Magical Products".
Hermione had been working in the Ministry of magic as the head of Magical Law and Enforcement, but after years of toiling and playing office politics; she resigned. She was now a scientist in magical sciences.
Harry gazed out of the window at the rushing trees. He wondered how he too was once a first-year student travelling to Hogwarts in the same coach. To this day, he still got goosebumps when he thought about his first trip to that wonderful school.
The journey was surprisingly silent. Everyone was reminiscing their beautiful childhood memories. Finally, at dusk, Hogwarts arrived.
Harry got off the train and onto the platform. He saw that the entire train was full of his batchmates. After all, Neville had invited everyone to the reunion ( The Slytherins too. The differences were long gone now.) Harry saw a lot of familiar, yet grown-up faces.
"Oh, Harry!" a gravelly voice said.
Harry saw the huge form of Hagrid rushing towards him. Hagrid nearly squeezed Harry's eyes out as he hugged him tightly. Tears leaked down Hagrid's face and disappeared into his forest of a beard. He hugged all four of them.
"Been so good ta see ya' all!" he said.
"C'mon lets go. Everybad' to ter' coaches" he shouted.
Everyone rode in the coaches drawn by invisible Thestrals.
Hogwarts looked absolutely grand from afar. It was decorated with lanterns all over. There were firecrackers booming in the sky. Each tower of Hogwarts would send sparks of different colours in the sky; they would all meet and display a huge "HOGWARTS WELCOMES YOU!".
Hogwarts had changed a lot.
The trees along the both the sides of the pathway sprinkled petals of fragrant jasmine. The entrance to the castle was entirely made up of glass. There was water flowing down from all sides of it.
Everyone walked into a single file to look at the water, but as they entered the gate the water simply disappeared on the other side!
"Whoa!" Everyone gasped at the illusion.
"Neville sure spent some good money on renovations." Hermione said.
Finally, they came to the banquet hall. It was splendidly lit. Not a single corner of it looked less opulent. Magical candles floated all over in the air. Light snowflakes gently rained down from the artificial ceiling. There weren't four tables dividing Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff, and Slytherin, but a single large table at the center.
Everybody settled down. Then, Neville Longbottom, the new headmaster of Hogwarts came onto the stage.
Neville looked completely different now. His long, flowing robe and thick beard made him practically unrecognisable.
"Good evening, ladies and gentlemen" he said, his voice booming in the hall.
"It is an honour...To hell with the formal speech" he said throwing the speech paper away. Everyone chuckled.
With his sideways smile he continued "As we all know, it has been 20 years since the end of the wizard war. The world lies in peace now. Our batch played a key role in defeating the Dark Lord. Several of our near and dear ones lost their lives. It pains me a lot to not have them here today. But life goes on. We moved on. We settled down as traders, teachers, businessmen, aurors, headmasters." He smiled sadly.
"It is an honour to stand before my fellow classmates, but today, I am not a headmaster. Today, I am the same old geek I once was. Tonight we'll all be the same. Tonight we'll be the children we once were. And we'll dine and dance to our hearts' content. And yeah, you can ask your childhood crushes to dance with you today; spouses please don't object. Thank you for coming, friends. Let's begin the party!" Neville ended his speech.
A huge round of applause broke through the audience and the night erupted into a live performance by the famous wizard band, 'The Bent-Winged Snitches'.
Harry couldn't help but smile. This was going to be the best reunion ever!