It was a look that he'd never been able to resist, all the way back to first year at Hogwarts when she'd first looked at him that way."I promise that you'll hear everything," he told her."Good," she said, giving a single emphatic nod. It's been far too long.""I know, I've missed you, too, 'Mione," he replied.

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Updating a ceiling fan dating a workmate

After five years travelling the world, Harry Potter has landed in New York.

He figures that there's no better place than the city that never sleeps to settle in and forge a new life.

To keep it on the safe side, these were strictly photos that he'd taken of various mundane landscapes and places of interest from all over the world and every continent – the pyramids of Egypt, the Victoria Falls in Zambia, the Taj Mahal, the Great Wall of China, the great plains of Africa filled with various wildlife.

Some had Harry in them, some didn't, but what they all had in common was that they were all places that Harry had actually been to.

From there, it was to the back across the room, lightly tracing her hand along the top of the coffee table, made by a man in a small village in the depths of the congo from a rich dark wood.

The pile of photo albums sitting on one of the side tables beside the couch caught her attention though, and with a mischievous grin in his direction, she picked up the top one and plopped herself down on the couch, expectantly looking between the couch and Harry still leaning in the doorframe."You don't want to see your room or freshen up first?

Expect a long story with some extra faces along the way.

Disclaimer – Anything you see and recognise does not belong to me.

And then, at the very back of the next group, he spied a head of bushy, brown hair.