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"I still think that you're crazy for wanting to go through with this," Ginny declared.

"Ginny, I told you, I'm going to be fine. Especially since you and Hermione are going to be there with me."

"I still think that you're crazy to accept Narcissa Malfoy's lunch invitation. At least have Draco there."

Harry sighed. "I told you, Draco has some business to take care of."

"How convenient," Ginny muttered. "Tell Draco to cancel."

"No."

"But, Harry," she protested, "if Draco's there, then there's no way that she would risk poisoning you."

"Narcissa is not going to poison me," Harry said exasperatedly. "She's not stupid. She knows that if she tries anything, Drao will know and cut off all ties from her. She won't risk losing Draco," he said.

"Whatever, I still say this meeting is a bad idea."

"Harry, how nice of you to join me." Narcissa smiled politely at Hermione and Ginny. "I see you've brought your friends. Good."

"Thank you for the invitation. We're very happy to be here," he smiled. He cast a look at Ginny, who had yet to say anything.

She rolled her eyes. "Very happy," she said through her teeth.

Narcissa smiled faintly at her before she turned her back completely on Ginny. She smiled at Hermione, who had been watching her silently. "You would be Hermione, would you not?"

Hermione smiled. "Yes, I would be," she said coolly. Narcissa and she stared at each other for a few moments before Nacrcissa nodded faintly and turned back to Harry. "Come along and we shall have lunch." She took Harry's arm and led the way.

She guided them to the east wing of the Manor and led them into a room that appeared to be some kind of small (in the Malfoy's view of 'small) sunroom that was reserved for breakfast. It was a nice elegant room that let plenty of sunshine through the many tall French windows that gave way to the gardens. The double French doors were left open to a small spring breeze. Crystal vases of flowers of many colors were placed around the room. The small glass table was laden with delicate china with intricate flower patterns in the white ruins. The centerpiece was a colorful display of spring flowers and baby's breath.

"Monsier Junot?" Hemrione remarked as she took her seat.

Surprise flickered across Narcissa's face for a split second, almost unnoticeable but Hermione caught it.

"Yes, actually," Narcissa said as Harry helped her into her seat. "You're familiar with his work?"

Hermione smiled. "Intimately."

Narcissa opened her mouth to question her when Harry spoke up. "Ginny, did you see the Minuli in the grand foyer?" he asked.

For a second, he thought she wasn't going to answer him.

"Actually, I almost missed it." She smiled. "I first thought it was a fake. Not you fault," she said with an apologetic look towards Narcissa.

Harry glared at her, Hermione coughed into her napkin, and Narcissa kept smiling.

"Not your fault, dearest." Narcissa's smile grew. "Most people with an 'untrained eye will easily miss an original wok of art." Her voice practically oozed with honey.

Ginny stared in outrage, Harry smirked and Hermione looked amused.

"Narcissa, Draco tells me that you have a designer friend who wished to help with the wedding," Harry said. He picked up his cup of tea and looked at Hermione in the corner of his eyes. To his relief, she remained silent and her face of politeness never faltered. "I'm very thankful for your help, though I'm going to have to talk to my current designer and see how 'he' takes to the idea of working with another designer."

"Of course," Narcissa conceded. "Alvarenzo was just an idea that came to the top of my head. Don't worry if you don't need him, he's always doing a job. In fact," she said as she delicately poured tea into his cup, "he has two jobs going on right now. I just thought you might be interested. However, since you already have a designer, Alvarenzo may go back to these other jobs that he is committed to." She smiled at him. "Don't trouble yourself over it. It was simply a suggestion." She glanced at his untouched second serving of tea. "How do you like the tea? It's a special French blend, though the French aren't very well known for their tea, they do have some teas that appeal to me."

Harry smiled and picked it up. "I like it," he said and took a sip. " I haven't actually had tea in a while. I've been drinking a lot of this Asian blend of coffee that Draco introduced me to when we visited Thailand. Unlike the strong flavor that is constant in the European blends, Thai coffee is soft and subtle with its spices. It's really good."

Narcissa smiled indulgently as she refilled Harry's empty cup. "Draco's has always been known for his taste for exotic things. Especially one that are unattainable," she added as she watched him drink his tea. "I'm going to send you home with another tea blend for you and Draco. Consider it an early wedding present. It's supposed to help your 'health,'" she said. She glanced at Hermione, who was staring at Harry's tea.

"Miss Granger," Hermione's eyes slowly slid to meet hers. Narcissa smiled. "I hear you're working in the Ministry." Out of the corner of her age, she saw Harry refill his cup of tea again.

She smiled.

"Well," Ginny said as they drove away from Malfoy Manor. "Got to admit, that was a very interesting visit."

"Very interesting," Hermione murmured as she watched Harry in the rearview mirror. "Are you sure that you don't need to use the restroom, Harry?" she asked.

Harry smiled at her from his seat in the back. "I'm sure."

"Really?" Ginny turned around in her seat in the passenger's and looked at him. "That was a crap load of tea you drank. I think I counted five cups of tea going into you. You probably would've drank the whole pot if Hermione hadn't reminded us of our shopping plans."

"Very lucky," Hermione added. She kept her eyes on the road but occasionally glanced at Harry in the rearview mirror.

A phone rang throughout the car. "Me," Harry said as he reached into his back pocket. "Hello?" He smiled. "Hey, darling! How was it? Good?" He paused and frowned. "Leaving? Where?" He groaned. "Tokyo? What for?" Another pause. "When will you get back?" His eyes widened. "That long?" he cried. He stopped and listened. "All right," he said finally. "I'll see you when you get back." He stopped and smiled. "I love you too. Bye." He hung up and sighed.

"What's up?" Ginny asked.

"Draco has to take care of business in Tokyo. He'll be gone for the next week."

"Awesome!" Ginny said. "We could totally use the time he's gone to throw you your "End of the Single Life Party." She turned to Hermione. "We'll move in with Harry for the next week and party. What do you say?" she asked excitedly.

Hermione pursed her lips and glanced at Harry's hopeful face in the mirror. "Yeah, we'll do that," she smiled.

"Great," Harry said. "I won't be lonely without Draco there with me."

"Of course you'd be lonely," Ginny snorted. "All alone in that castle is a scary enough thought." Her eyes widened. "Oh my God!" she cried. "I have a fabulous idea. Let's not even stay at your house. In fact, let's leave the country for the week. Let's go traveling," she squealed.

"Travelling?" Hermione asked dubiously.

"Yes! Imagine it, a different city every night. Paris, Rome, New York City, Hollywood, and we'll go to Bali to top it off. Pack your bags, guys." She grinned and clapped her hands excitedly. "We're gonna party around the globe!"