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Chapter 6

"Hermione!! How could you do this?? I mean really. You know that I am not ready for this!"

"Yes Ginny, you are ready. You know it too. You just want to have more time. I think that you taking the tests tomorrow will be good for you."

"But Hermione!!"

"Come on Ginny, you know all of the stuff that we knew at the end of the year and more! How could you not be ready? Just finish packing and then when we get back to the ministry you can take the tests." She forced Ginny to look at her. "You will do fine."

"NO I WON'T!! I won't do fine. I am going to fail and…" Ginny continued to ramble on and didn't notice Hermione walk out of the room. "I know that you love me and all, but Hermione, I…" she was stopped mid sentence by a pair of lips on hers. The lips were soft. The kiss wasn't demanding. It was soft, questioning and slow. Ginny felt a tongue run along her bottom lip, begging for entrance. She slowly parted her mouth and the tongue darted in, tasting her. Soon, they had to come up for air.

"Hey Ginny."

"Hi Draco," breathed Ginny, her mind still caught in the kiss and her body tingling for the way he was holding her.

"Are you ready to go back to your family?" he asked.

She didn't respond. Ginny just laid her head on Draco's chest and breathed deeply. 'He smells shower fresh with a trace of cinnamon.' she thought drowsily.

"Ginny? Hello?" Draco felt her breathing slow down and even out. He gently picked her up and put her on the bed so that she could go to sleep.

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The next morning Ginny woke up early and quickly got ready. She ran into the kitchen and started to make breakfast.

"Morning Ginny," said Hermione. "Are you feeling better?"

"What would you like for breakfast Monie? I can make just about anything. I have already made some muffins to bring back with us and I haven't even finished packing. Another option is going out to eat once we get back. Too bad they don't have a Starbucks in the Wizarding Community. I would really like it if they had one. So what did you say you wanted?"

"Pancakes," she replied laughing. "So you said you have baked a bunch of muffins right?"

"Yup."

"And why would you have baked muffins?"

"Well," she began, "my brothers all love my cooking and if they are slightly high on muffins when I tell them I am going to marry Draco Malfoy, then they should take the news better and Draco should live until the marriage."

"When are we going to tell them?" asked Draco as he came into the kitchen carrying a robe.

"Well, I was thinking today," Ginny responded nervously.

"OK."

"Ok? You mean you are not mad?!"

"Ginny, I trust you and you know as well as I do that you know your brothers better than I do and if you feel like telling them tonight, then we can tell them tonight."

"Who are you and what have you done with Draco Malfoy?" Draco just scowled in response. "Anyway, what do you want for breakfast?"

"Surprise me," he mumbled dryly.

All too soon the four teens were leaving the place that they had called home for the past few months. The teens glanced around them for one final time before they left the house. They arrived in a private room of the ministry of magic where the parents were waiting.

"Ginny!" exclaimed Molly Weasley and she rushed over and enveloped Ginny in a hug who returned it instantly. "We missed you so much and the boys have missed you…it will be so good to have you back again." Molly sniffed and looked at her only daughter. "If only for a little while."

"Molly," interrupted Arthur Weasley, "she really should be going to her test now. It would not be good if she was late."

"Oh, of course. I love you Ginny and good luck."

"I love you too Mum." With one final hug, Ginny left her family and went to the room where she was scheduled to have three of her exams.

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'Finally, I am done with these tests. I want to return home and sleep in my bed and never wake up. It is too much work to wake up.'

"Well Miss Weasley, you are free to go. I am really impressed with your work. The results should be mailed to you in a few weeks." Ginny got up and stretched out. She walked to the door of the room and was immediately bombarded with questions.

"How did you do?"

"Were they hard?"

"Did I teach you everything you needed to know?"

"Did you fail?"

Ginny held up a hand and said, "I did fine. I get the results in a few weeks."

"Ginny, your mum told me to tell you that you are supposed to come home after testing, but then I said the four of us were going to go out for lunch and then we would all come back after we ate," said Hermione.

"That sounds good. So where are we going?"

"I asked my parents to make reservations for the four of us," said Blaise, "at my favorite restaurant."

"And what is that restaurant called?" asked Ginny.

"They are refusing to tell me either," said Hermione. "I think it must be high scale because they want to take us shopping before we go."

"Shopping…are you sure we don't have anything that would fit and work?" asked Ginny skeptically. "I really don't enjoy shopping."

"Let's just go," spoke up Draco who had remained suspiciously quiet the whole time they were talking. "Come on."

The four teens walked over to where there was a lift. They took it up to the Minister's floor and walked over to the Minister of Magic's secretary.

"Oh, hello Mr. Malfoy and Mr. Zabini. It's the second door on your left."

"Thank you," responded Blaise. He led them to the second door on the left and they entered a room that had emerald green walls and two intricately carved chairs that looked to be about 100 years old. It also was home to some paintings of men with platinum blond hair and black hair. They appeared to be relatives of Draco and Blaise. Opposite to the door, there was

"Where are we?" asked Hermione.

"We are in the private floo and apparation room of the Malfoy, the Zabini, and the Nott family. Since our father's do business with the minister often and many times they do business with the Ministry of Magic, they have the privilege of having a private room to enter and leave as they please. When you officially become engaged with us, you too will have the privilege to use this room without us."

"It's gorgeous," breathed Ginny looking around the room with an awestruck look on her face. Her eyes shining with excitement of something new.

"Come on Gin, let's go."

"Yes, ladies just floo to the Leakey Cauldron. Then we will go into Diagon Alley and start with some shopping." Blaise looked thoughtful for a moment. "Also, we must add them to the account, Draco."

"Yes. Let us be off then."

Within a matter of minuets the four teens were walking through Diagon Alley and attracting many stares.

"It's that Weasley girl…I haven't seen her in a few months!"

"A Malfoy and a Weasley and a Muggle born. Well I never would have thought it."

"Two Slytherins walking with two Gryfindors!"

"Here is the store," said Blaise as he led them into Regina's. "This is the store where our families shop for clothes. They can get you almost anything that you would like to have."

"Mr. Malfoy and Mr. Zabini…it is wonderful to see you again. Now how can I help you?"

"Regina, this is Ginny, my fiancé, and that is Hermione, Blaise's fiancé. Firstly, I need you to get their measurements. Secondly, each of them need a dress for tonight. It should be floor length, elegant, and fit to wear to our favorite restaurant. Thirdly, they will each need a new set of robes and so will we."

"Of course. Now that you have told me that there is no need for the formalities Draco. Blaise, how have you been lately?"

"Well, I can't complain."

"OK, well let if you two will just follow me…we can get you measured and into a dress." Ginny and Hermione nodded and followed the woman into another room and up a staircase. The woman was walking quickly and the girls were practically running to keep up. They then walked into a room that had a little platform in the middle. The walls held life-size mirrors and paintings. The carpet was a beige color and the walls were a light blue. "Ok now I just need you to undress except for your undergarments and then an assistant and I will be in to measure the two of you." With that, the woman left the two girls to undress. They did so and not a minute later a knock was heard on the door. The door was opened and in walked the woman from before and what Ginny and Hermione thought to be the assistant.

"Hello," spoke the assistant. "My name is Adria. Now let's get started. So one of you is Ginny and the other is Hermione. I am guessing that you are Hermione and you are Ginny?" she said pointing to Hermione, then Ginny.

"Yeah, how did you know?" Hermione asked her.

"Well, they did tell me your last names before I came in, so it wasn't hard to figure out with the Weasley red hair." She replied laughing. "Now, have either of you been in this store before?" The girls both shook their heads.

"I will be right back Adria."

"Ok. Well, this store is an exclusive store, only for those who have a referral can enter. I think that that is kind of stupid, but they pay well and I still have a flat, so I'm not complaining. The other thing is we have been referred to so many people that we have a surplus of customers. Anyway, the person who just left is the owner, Regina."

"How does she know Draco and Blaise?" interrupted Ginny. "Sorry for interrupting," she said after she realized that she was being rude.

"Oh, that, well, you see, she is like Blaise's mother's brother's wife's sister. That is how they know each other. Since this place opened, their two families have always come here. This is actually the room you will always be taken to. The two women of the families, Mrs. Malfoy and Mrs. Zabini, have designed this room. I wonder if when you two get married if you will have your own room to decorate, but until then, this will be your room."

"Ok, ladies," said Regina as she reentered the room, "let's get started then. Ginny, go on this stool. Hermione, you are on that one. Adria, start to measure Hermione while I measure Ginny." Once they had the measurements taken care of, Adria brought in a bunch of fabrics in every color imaginable. "Now, if you see anything that you like, tell us, we will see if it will work with your skin tones. You may get redressed now."

An hour later Regina finally said, "Well, I have enough to start with. I must have you come back later because then we can have a better look. Also, we must find you a dress for tonight." Just then, a knock sounded on the door.

"Are you guys almost done in there?"

Regina opened the door and let them in. "We have a start, but I know that you will want to pamper them before the dinner, so we stopped. Would you like to see some dresses with them?"

"Regina, this is us you are talking about," said Blaise. "We always want input on what people wear."

"Right, well I started to look already and I think that we should start with a dress for Hermione. Come on out to the sitting room." She led them out the door into a much larger room, still private, with some chaise lounges and chairs around the room. She waved her wand and all of the sudden a hidden closet appeared and dresses started to slowly move across the room to 'model' the dresses and went back into the closet. "Stop me if you see anything you like."

They watched as the dresses went by and Blaise told Regina to set aside six dresses. "Hermione, if you would follow me, we will go into the dressing room." About a minute later Hermione came out wearing an ocean blue halter gown.

"Not right for her. It just doesn't fit. No," said Blaise. "I don't like it."

"I don't like this one," called out Hermione while she was in the changing room. You don't have a choice."

Her next dress was white. "Not white, it makes me feel weird if she is wearing a plain white dress."

She went back into the changing room and came out in a sapphire gown with a rhinestone empire waist. It fit her perfectly and was elegant and sophisticated, but not too fancy.

"Oh Hermione," breathed Ginny, "it's gorgeous on you. I really like that one."

"Yeah, it is not too fancy and still stylish," spoke Draco.

"It's the one…not too flamboyant. I really like it."

"Thanks Blaise."

"No problem."

"Ok, now I will just help you out of your dress and then we can pick out Ginny's," said Regina.

"Actually G, I had one that I wanted her to try on." Regina raised her eyebrow in response. "I had Adria put it in the room before."

"Well, Ginny, then you should just come in now and we will get you changed." The two girls followed Regina into the room and after Hermione changed back, Ginny got into the dress Draco had picked out for her. She came out of the dressing room wearing red one shoulder gown. It fit her perfectly and made her look like a goddess.

"Gin, that dress you have to get. It looks amazing on you," said Hermione.

"Yes, that is the dress," confirmed Draco.

"Ok then, I will let you four get off to your pampering. When you are finished with that, you can come back her to get the dresses and shoes and all of that stuff."

"Thanks G. You really are helpful."

"No problem Blaise, Draco…Tell your mothers to stop by and say hi once in a while."

"Can we use your floo?" asked Blaise.

"Sure, just go into my office. Up the stairs, first door on your right."

"Thanks again G."

The four teens went into Regina's office and then they flooed to The Spa. When they stepped out of the floo, the girls were immediately taken to a chair and were asked how they would like their hair to be done.

"Do whatever you want to do to make it look nice," said Blaise to the hairstylists. "Then they should each get a French manicure and pedicure and makeup."

"We will be back," said Draco. "Don't worry, you are in good hands."

The boys left to go find some nice dress robes for that night. Then they came back and apparated with them to Regina's to get the dresses on and everything else they needed for that night.

"Ok, we made reservations at Giordano. They have the best food. We will have to walk there though. It's not far, but I just wanted to warn you," said Blaise as he straightened his robes in the mirror.

"Let's go. We don't want to be late," said Draco. He offered Ginny his arm and smiled down at her. "You look beautiful."

"Thanks Draco."

When they arrived at the restaurant, the teens were shown a table and they chatted. When it came time to order, Blaise offered to order for the girls, since the menu was in Italian. The dinner was great and they left before dessert.

"I want to get ice cream for dessert," begged Hermione.

"It would taste terrific," added Ginny while looking at Draco with a puppy dog face on.

"Ice cream it is then. Just to please the ladies."

The four walked down Diagon Alley to the ice cream parlor. They ordered their ice cream and then apparated to the Burrow. "Come on, let's go on the swing set," said Ginny. They walked over to the swing set and sat there eating ice cream and watching the sun sink below the horizon. "Draco, thank you for a wonderful night."

"No problem Ginny."

"We better head inside or we will fall asleep out here," said Hermione as she laid her head on Blaise's shoulder.

"Yeah. We will see you tomorrow though, right?"

"Of course." Blaise spoke as he gently lifted Hermione's head off his shoulder. "Ginny, we should really get on with your lessons. I think that we could get through them in about three weeks."

"OK Blaise. See you two tomorrow." The two girls walked to the back door of the Burrow. They turned just in time see their fiancés disapparate. "Monie, I think that I might be falling for Draco."

"Hun, you fell awhile ago, you just didn't notice it. Come on, let's go inside."

Hey all, hope you liked it. It is about two pages longer than usual...finished it around midnight. Review Please.

If you want to see their dresses go to my page and click on the link.

Lynn