Harry Potter and What Happened After - Sahits

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wearer's mood, much like a muggle mood ring. We've made a modification to this set, it can change
with a tap of a wand, all you have to do is say the color and it will change. It won't change again until
you tell it to. We figure it could be useful. If you're being followed and the person is looking for you in a
red robe, all you have to do is change it to green or something.
Happy Birthday,
George and Angelina
Harry smiled; it seemed that everybody wanted to help him in everyway possible to become an Auror.
His next few presents were also things that would be of use to an Auror. Bill and Fleur had gotten him a
foe glass, Mr. and Mrs. Weasley had gotten him a box of stuff from the back room of WWW.
The last present on the table was from Ginny; it was large and covered in a deep scarlet cloth. He
pulled it toward him slowly; Ginny reached out and pulled the cloth off. Underneath was a cage, and in
the cage was a beautiful male snowy owl. He was all white, except for the leading edges of his wings,
which were black.
Harry saw Ginny looking at him, she looked worried, "Harry, I know how much you liked Hedwig, and
the guy at the store said that this owl was from the same family. I hope I wasn't too presumptuous. I
know you needed an owl and…"
Harry didn't let her finish; instead, he pulled her towards him and kissed her softly. She was tense with
surprise at first, but after a few seconds she melted into his arms and started to kiss back. Their tongues
intertwined and they both started squirm in their chairs. After a few seconds, and a cough from Ron, the
two broke apart, blushing. Harry smiled and said, "It's perfect, Ginny, I love it." Ginny smiled back and
it seemed like the weight of the world had been taken from her shoulders. Harry couldn't help but think
that it was good that they finally lived in a world where the biggest worry of a 16 year old girl was if
her boyfriend would like what she got him for his birthday.
"So Gin," whispered Harry, "did you name him yet?"
Ginny looked at him with a timid smile on her face, "I thought that Amor would be a good name."
Harry looked at her and smiled, "It's a great name. What does it mean?"
Ginny smiled at him, "I'll tell you later," she whispered in his ear.
Harry gave Ginny's hand a squeeze as he turned to look at his new owl. The owl looked young, it
couldn't have been more than a year or so old. He took a piece of bacon off his plate and stuck it in
between the bars of the cage; Amor quickly took it, uttering a soft hoot of thanks. Harry nodded,
satisfied that the bird liked him.
Harry ate slowly, the whole time staring at his new owl. Amor had a look in his eyes that made him
seem intelligent and dignified, yet a bit playful, it almost reminded Harry of Dumbledore. After he was
done eating, Harry brought the bird upstairs and in to his room. He opened a window, and then opened
the cage, "If you want to go out and hunt, you can," he told the owl.
Amor seemed to understand; he gave a quick hoot and hopped out of the cage. He flew out the window,
and a few seconds later, returned with a mouse in his beak. Harry left, he had never liked to see Hedwig
eating mice, it had always been a bit gory.
He went down to Ginny's room, he wasn't really sure what he wanted to do today, but he knew Ginny
would probably have an idea or two. He was right.
When he walked into her room she was on him in a flash. She took him by the hand and pulled him