Hermione, Ginny, Luna and their new friend Elizabeth Goldsworthy were relaxing at a table under a large umbrella outside Florean Fortescue's newly opened café. It was a hot, summer's day – hence the umbrella – and the four young women were happily chatting, sipping glasses of iced butterbeer and fanning themselves with copies of the Daily Prophet.

Every so often someone they knew would walk past their table, causing them to stop and have a chat. Sometimes, if they were lucky, a good-looking wizard would march past, taking his hat off to them; causing the ladies to giggle and blush furiously.

It was as four young men came walking separately by that Hermione's, Ginny's, Elizabeth's and Luna's heart stopped beating.

One of them, a tall haughty-looking, but extremely handsome, man with dark skin locked eyes with Ginny. Another man who was slim with silver blonde hair and grey eyes was intent on Elizabeth. The incredibly tall man with vivid red hair and a long nose recognised Ginny, but had his eye on Hermione. And the last man who had messy, dirty blonde hair and a pixyish face stared at Luna.

"Blaise," Ginny gasped in surprise.

"Draco," Elizabeth whispered.

"Ronald?" Hermione asked.

"Rolf," Luna murmured dreamily.

Ginny, Hermione, Elizabeth and Luna each gazed in amazement at the men in front of them, and each was met by a squirming feeling in their stomach, as though butterflies were flittering around in there.

Draco was the first to move forward.

"Forgive me, but I do not know your name," he spoke softly to Elizabeth, taking her hand and kissing her knuckles.

"Elizabeth… Elizabeth Goldsworthy," she blushed in reply.

Ron moved to Hermione, saying, "Hermione, it's been so long,"

Hermione laughed, "Ron, I saw you last week, but you were drunk…"

Luna and Rolf stood acknowledging each other, whilst Ginny and Blaise were staring at each other with unsure looks on their faces.

"Zabini," Ginny said, more scathingly than last time she'd spoken.

"Weasley," Blaise replied, smirking at Ginny's discomfort. Ginny glared at him.

"It's been so long," joked Ginny, her words reminiscent of her brother's. Blaise looked over at Ron and Hermione, who were talking nervously to each other and blushing.

"Er, do you think we can go somewhere else? I feel we should sit down and talk," Blaise asked, leading Ginny away from the café.