Theresa Kita went Hogwarts with Harry, Ron, and Hermione. Not that anyone noticed her. Nobody really did. She has light brown hair and blue eyes and is 5'6". Her best friend Drea Snape (she has different part here) was the only one who noticed her, but Drea was a Slytherin and Theresa was a Gryffindor. Theresa was orphaned as a youth and grew up with a nice lady who lived on Privet Drive. The last year of Hogwarts had been about 3 years ago, and she moved into her own apartment in London. She worked in the Quidditch Department at the Ministry. She was still very unnoticed, except by her co-workers. In her 5th year at Hogwarts, Theresa had gotten a crush on Harry when he helped her. Blaise Zabini had been giving her a hard time, but Harry told him to back off. The only thing he had ever said to her was "No Problem" and he never talked to her again. Now after 3 years at the age of 20, Theresa was visiting her "Auntie" at Privet Drive. She had been asked to come to dinner, while another family on Privet Drive came over.

"Theresa, the guests are here!," Aunt Mary called.

Theresa came into the living room from the kitchen. In the living room were four people and her aunt. The first was a woman, very skinny and tall. The next was a man, large with almost no neck and a large mustache. Next to him was a very...HUGE young man. Behind them, Theresa was shocked to see Harry, who obviously was stunned to see her.

"Theresa, these are the Dursleys' and their nephew Harry Potter," her aunt said,"This is my...uh...niece Theresa."

"Hello, Theresa said, pulling some of her hair out of her face,"Um, dinner is ready."

"She insisted she'd make it," Aunt Mary said, smiling.

"She lives with you?" Mrs. Dursley asked.

"Oh, no, she came to visit me, thats all," Aunt Mary said,"She is 20 and has her own apartment."

"Oh," Petunia said, glancing at her son who still lived at home.

They all went into the dining room. Theresa ended up in a seat beside Harry. He smiled at her. All through dinner it was mostly the Dursleys' and Aunt Mary who spoke. After dinner, they talked in the living room. Theresa was ready to fall asleep on the couch, when there was a light tap on the window. 2 tawny owls were at the window. Theresa quickly excused herself to the hallway. She opened the door and the owls dropped the letters in her hand and then flew away. Quietly shutting the door, she read that one envelope was for Harry. She quietly opened the living room door a bit. Luckily, Harry was sitting nearest the door. She tried to call him, but the Dursleys' were laughing too loudly. She quickly took out her wand and prodded him softly in the side with it.

"Ow," he said, turning her way.

Theresa motioned him into the hall. He quietly got up and went into the hallway.

"What is it?" he asked.

"Here," she said, handing him the letter.

They opened their letters to find invitations. It was to Ron and Hermione's wedding at Hogwarts in a months time. Harry didn't seem surprised. Theresa was shocked, though. Harry looked at her curiously.

"What?" he asked.

"I-I'm never invited to anything, well except for Drea's wedding to Draco 3 years ago," she said softly,"They want me to be the Maid of Honor."

She had talked to Hermione a lot. They were pretty good friends, but not really close.

"Well...meet the Best Man," Harry said,"Did I ever talk to you at Hogwarts?"

"Once," Theresa muttered, walking to the kitchen.

Harry followed her.

"You were the one...Zabini, right...was bullying?"he asked, racking his brains to remember her.

"Yes," she muttered, kind of irritated at the thought.

"Sorry, it was hard to tell," Harry said,"You look different."

"..."

"Well, your hair is longer and...um...yeah," Harry blushed.

"I'm surprised you haven't seen me at the Ministry," Theresa said, sitting at the table,"I work in the Quidditch Department."

"Oh, well...as an Auror, I'm quite busy," Harry defended.

"So, you live with the Dursleys'?" Theresa asked, changing the subject.

"No, I moved," Harry said,"I live in a house."

"Thats good," Theresa said.

"Yeah, it took awhile to finish the clean up, though," Harry said, running a hand through his hair," The Order had used it as headquarters a few years back..."

"You live at the old Black residence," Theresa guessed.

"Yeah, there are no blood relatives so I got the house," Harry said,"Sirius wanted me to have it even though he is still alive. He lives with me. I hear he is working on something to himself, he won't tell me what."

"Interesting,"Theresa said, yawning.

"I'm boring you aren't I?" Harry grinned.

"Oh, only slightly," Theresa said.

Harry chuckled.

"So what about you?," Harry asked.

"Well...I live in an apartment not for from where you say you live," she said,"I'm working on looking for my real parents."

"Sounds cool," Harry said,"Have you found out anything?"

"only that I'm a pureblood witch and that my mom was Daisy Carter. But that seems to be her maiden name."

"Well, good luck on that," Harry said.

The 2 could hear the Dursleys leaving.

"So, I'll see you at the wedding rehearsals?," Harry asked.

"Yeah, see ya," she said.

"Bye."

"Bye."