Harry remembered that day like it was yesterday. He'd laughed and called Evan a jerk, but he'd hugged Anna, anyway, protesting that he didn't realize he was so repulsive as Anna's mock disgust.
It had been a great day. Truthfully, Harry couldn't really recall being happier than he was in those moments spent with the two of them, his best friends in all the world, just laughing and joking and thinking life couldn't get any better.
He nearly choked on the emotions running through him as he looked at the photo. His hand tightened around hers, just briefly and he swallowed back a lump as he nodded his head.