A/N: Hello readers! I wanted to let everyone know that I have started a sequel to this story, it's called "Facing the truth". A full summary is included in the first chapter of the story. Here's a sneak preview only for you who have either alerted the story, or my as an author.

*note* this scene isn't even in the first chapter, it appears a little later on*

Hermione looked out into the crowd of people in Diagon Alley. People and faces blurred past her as she walked beside Ginny. The two were having such a wonderful time out and about, just like they used to.

"I'm glad we decided to do this," Ginny said.

"Me too," Hermione smiled looking at her old friend. She looked back into the crowd a face appeared. A face she hadn't seen in twenty years. A face she had lived for, and loved with all of her heart. Richard Wilson. His eyes locked with hers and Hermione stopped dead in her tracks.

She couldn't believe it, she didn't want to believe what her eyes were telling her. Maybe she was just paranoid because of the letter she received. Or maybe he was the one to send her the letter.

"Hermione what is it?" Ginny asked.

Hermione blinked, and in the instant she opened her eyes again, he was gone.