Sweet Memories

"What was that?" Moody was just about to draw his wand when agile Harry stopped him.

Harry hurriedly explained, "That was Colin. He always likes taking pictures of me."

Ginny nodded. "That's perfectly normal for Colin. He's even the president and founder of the Harry Potter Club!"

"Kids these days!" Moody put away his wand.

He took a swig from the brandy he carried with him.

Then he turned and followed the main group toward Gryffindor Tower.

So did the onlookers.

Leaving only Colin standing there with his camera raised.

It was four thirty.

In an empty room on the fifth floor of Hogwarts, one that had been specially requested as the headquarters of the Harry Potter Club.

Colin was frantically flipping through newspapers. "No! The Order of the Phoenix hero with Parseltongue—Caradoc Dearborn?

Not this issue.

The genius witch who narrowly defeated the Dark Lord—Dorcas Meadowes.

Not this one either.

The Order of the Phoenix's second-in-command—Edgar Bones?

Still not it.

Got it!

The twin stars of Gryffindor who lit up the darkness—the Potters!"

Colin pulled out the photo he had just taken—on the left side of the photograph, opposite Harry and the others, was a red-haired girl in a plain blue hooded robe, her profile exposed.

"Exactly the same! Even the mole beside her left nostril is in the same place!"

Colin took out a sheet of parchment and began writing and drawing.

Professor Snape, suddenly transformed into a neat, fresh-looking young man, and the girl who had suddenly appeared beside him; the girl's intimacy with Harry Potter, Ginny's lack of jealousy; Professor Snape's special treatment of Harry and Dudley; and the girl's familiarity with the members of the Resurrection Stone.

"Then... there's only one answer!

Lily Potter never died!

Or rather, she was cursed back then and remained