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(characters and etc. are Jo's and the song is by the Plain White T's'. I got the lyrics from This is a songfic to "Our Time Now" By the Plain White T's and I am thinking about doing about one verse per chapter. I didn't intend to have a prologue but I felt like I had to explain my ideas a little first. Enjoy! And Review! But mostly Review!

Prologue

Seriously, mate, you have to come to this party. Who else is going to coach me through the awkward spots with 'Mione? Not that she's going to come anyway… Just go- please? You might even have fun. Besides, you never know if Gin might show. I know everyone would love to see you

Harry finished reading the letter with a sigh. He just didn't know if he should go or not. What was the matter with him? He should be happy now that Voldemort's gone but something just felt...missing. He never had caught up with Ginny after the Final Battle and he missed her dreadfully.

"Well," He said to himself, "I have nothing to lose, that's better odds than I've faced before."

He wrote Ron back.


"Neville, please think about what I've said"

"Goodbye Luna"

He couldn't go. What was she thinking? Like she had any power over him, (okay, maybe she did- a lot of power actually) but he had his career to think about. Headmistress McGonagall had said he could ask for the job again after he had a little more "life experience". Apparently two days after graduation was too soon. He just couldn't bear to go back to his Grandmother's.

Maybe Luna was right. Maybe this party could be good for him. After all, staying at the Leaky Cauldron for 15 Galleons a night certainly wasn't getting him any closer to that job. Maybe a little fun was just what he needed.


"Ginny maybe you should leave."

"Hermione, wait-"

"Just go!"

Hermione sighed. She was too much like her brother, trying to force her to skip work. No-she mustn't think about him. It was too painful. They had never really broken it off; they had just fallen apart.

She had since thrown herself into her work. She was- it was laughable to think- Junior Undersecretary to Minister Weasley (yes, Minster Percy). This was just a holdout job until she could secure the Potions Master post at Hogwarts.

Needles to say, she was a busy witch with no time for frivolous parties.

But she did have tonight off…

And she hadn't been out in a while…

And Ron might be there…

Oh oh oh oh