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Conversations and Surprises

"Harry, Libby," Molly Weasley called knocking on Libby's door, "Dumbledore wants you downstairs."

"Okay, thanks. We'll be down in a second," Harry called.

"Alright, dears," Molly said heading to Draco's room to get Ginny and Draco. She couldn't believe that her baby was actually going to get married. She hadn't even finished school yet for heavens sake! Not to mention she was marrying a Malfoy! Sure, Draco was a nice boy but still... Although she had to admit that Genevra Malfoy didn't sound bad at all.

Arriving at Draco's door and informing them that they too were needed downstairs Molly continued down the hall to Liv's room and then Pansy's. She hadn't heard any arguing from any of the rooms other than Pansy's, something about music, which she considered a good thing. Molly finally began her way downstairs and saw Libby and Ginny looking incredibly exhausted, both emotionally and physically.

Once everyone had gathered in the parlor, Dumbledore stood and said, "Hello everyone. I am sure you have heard about Fudge turning in his resignation and appointing me to elect the next minister of magic." Heads nodded all around and a few whispers were quickly exchanged until Dumbledore continued. "I have decided that Arthur Weasley would make the perfect candidate. However, I thought that we should vote. All those in agreement please raise your right hand." Every hand in the room went up with no hesitation, everyone knowing that Arthur would not take any bribe and could easily handle the responsibility. "Good, Narcissa and Tonks will be in charge of planning the party which will be two days from now. I have reserved the ballroom at Dragon's Village. The party will be at 7:00. It will be the first night of publicity for Harry, Libby, Ginny, and Draco. They have all agreed to help unite the school. The date of the wedding has been set for August 20th, I believe. Am I correct, Miss Malfoy?" At Libby's nod he continued, "And for a location, might I suggest Hogwarts? The wards could be altered for you family, I do believe."

Draco had to nod in acceptance for Libby's sake as her knees had just given out. She would have fallen to the ground if it hadn't been for Harry catching her. "What's wrong?" he questioned her worriedly.

"Mom's going to kill me and Daddy's going to kill you. Or- worse" she said giving him a glance that conveyed exactly what she meant. "We're going to have to do this in person though too, otherwise she'll do it at the wedding! We'll do it tomorrow morning. Is that okay with you? We'll have to check with Dray and Liv but I'm sure they'll be fine with it." Libby's words came out in a jumble, which caused Harry some concern, but he figured she was just over-exaggerating.

"Certainly. That's not a problem. Why aren't you worried about your brother though, too?" Harry questioned, attempting to appear nonchalant.

"Maybe a little. She didn't raise Draco though, so not nearly as mad as she will be at me, or maybe Dumbledore. She might even get mad at mother..." Libby trailed off.

"We'll just have to be careful with what we say and do then won't we?" Harry asked her with a comforting smile. The two of them were trying very hard to get along well, and for Libby it wasn't that hard. Harry was a great guy even if Draco didn't like him. Harry, on the other hand, was having issues getting over the fact that the sweet girl he was currently engaged to was the sister of his Hogwarts enemy.

"I guess, thanks Harry," Libby's tone telling how worn out she was.

Harry noticed and waited for a pause in Dumbledore's speech before excusing all of the younger order members. "How much did you get done?" Harry asked once they were all out in the hallway.

"We have your birthday music done. We almost have the triplets, and we haven't even started on the wedding," Pansy reported.

"Can we have kareoke at the wedding? Please! And I want to chose the music, if you don't mind," Libby said. "Ginny could help me."

"It's your wedding," Draco agreed smiling at his sister. "Whatever you- and Ginny- want is fine for me- and Harry."

"Thanks, Dray!" Libby exclaimed even as her body swayed slightly.

"Libby! Are you okay?" Liv asked concern evident in her voice.

"I'm just really t-" Libby cut herself off, stunned. She was suddenly in the air being carried like a baby, by Harry. "Thanks," she said shocked as Harry carried her away.

"No need to thank me. I'm just doing my job," Harry modestly replied coming to a stop at Libby's door. She opened the door for him as his hands were occupied and he walked into her room and gently laid her down in the center of her bed. Then, he pulled out his wand and muttered a spell and her clothes transformed into modest pajamas.

Giving him a skeptical look she asked for his wand and once he'd given it to her she informed him, "I don't sleep in stuff like this. I get too hot. I sleep like this, villanoctia" His respectable pajamas were then replaced with a pair of short shorts and a skimpy tank top. "You'd better get used to this, Harry, don't think I'm changing what I wear to bed just because someone else is going to be in it."

Harry just gaped open mouthed as she curled up under the covers. "Uh... right... of course not... Good night."

"What? I don't even get a goodbye kiss?" Libby asked grinning impishly.

"Of course, what was I thinking?" Harry joked with a smile as he began playfully flirting with his fiancé.

"I don't know, but why don't you come over here and give me one before I get mad?"

"I'd love to," Harry said giving her a quick kiss on the cheek.

Meanwhile in the hallway after Harry took Libby into her room Ginny started rapidly paling.

"What's wrong?" Draco asked cringing. Although he hadn't put it down on his survey, crying women absolutely terrified him and he'd long since learned to recognize the signs.

"I'm getting married," Ginny stated.

"Yes..."

"To you."

"Yes..."

"But you hate me."

"Uh... Not exactly."

"What?"

"I don't hate you. I just don't like your brother." Draco explained.

"Then why... Never mind."

"Why what? Why don't I fall at your feet like Saint Potter?" Draco snapped. "I'm sorry I'm not perfect, Ginny."

A pair of lips suddenly fell on his but before he could do anything they were gone. For once it was Draco who was left speechless.

"I never asked you to be perfect, nor would I want you to be, Draco. I don't care if you're not like Harry. I'm glad you aren't perfect, because that would be hard to measure up to. Goodnight."

"Goodnight," Draco said still confused. How did this girl have the power to make him go speechless? No one else could do it. They never had. Draco may have remained silent but he was never rendered speechless. Why had she kissed him anyway? It wasn't like she liked him, did she? No, of course not!

Draco walked to his room utterly confused. "I have seriously got to stop thinking," he moaned aloud.

"What happened?" Harry asked curiously from his location beside Draco's doorframe.

"What are you doing here?" Draco questioned suspiciously.

"Thought you might want to talk to someone and because I know Ron won't understand any of this because he isn't going through it and despite not knowing Zabini, sorry Blaise, I'm going to assume he won't either."

"True, but then again, Libby's my sister and I'm not sure I really want to know what you do when you aren't around us... Screw that, yes I do." Draco said, his over-protective instincts kicking in.

Harry laughed, "And Ginny may as well be my sister so I'm sure we both have information to give. Besides if we're going to get married to each other's sisters we should probably get along. A little bit anyway. What house is Libby in? Was she actually sorted?"

"You have an uncanny knack of changing subjects easily. She was sorted into Slytherin. She isn't brave enough to be in Gryffindor, or smart enough to be in Ravenclaw, and not, well, dumb enough to be in Hufflepuff. Libby can be brave, don't get me wrong. It just has to have something to do with someone she loves being in danger, as long as the danger is not spiders. She's smart too, she just isn't obsessed with knowing everything and never studies," Draco answered easily. "What's Ginny like?"

"Thanks. She is always trying to prove herself. She feels obligated to, after the whole Chamber of Secrets thing. She's really smart, obviously, and really brave. In 5th year, we didn't ask her to come with us, she just came. She came out of it too, with no help really. She's nice, funny, sweet, and a little bit sensitive. Oh and she has a vicious temper! If you can help it, never get on the wrong side of her. It might just be the last thing you do. What's Libby like?"

"Thanks. Libby will do anything to keep her family safe. Even if it means giving up what she really wants, which is a fairy tale wedding to her knight in shinning armor. She loves gossiping but doesn't go overboard. She won't read peoples mail or something just to find out who they're dating or what's wrong with them. She loves to have fun and is funny without trying to be. Her and Liv both can be very sarcastic but Libby is generally the nicer one of the two. Um... she has a terrifying temper too, so yeah. She has really bad mood swings and is normally perky. She gets sugar high really easily too. That's pretty much all I can think of..."

"Cool, well, I'm completely worn out so we'll talk more later. Okay?"

"Whatever. See you tomorrow. Oh, did Libby talk to you about mom and dad?"

"I found out that her dad might kill me, or worse, but I think she's being a little dramatic. She said we have to go see them tomorrow and tell them then."

"You'll be fine, I'm sure. They're really nice just protective of their 'baby' girls. Me too, actually, but not nearly as bad. Anyway, goodnight."

"You too," Harry said and with that he left with thoughts of tomorrow swarming his brain. Sleep didn't come easily that night to say the least.

A/N: More editing. My brain is quickly becoming exhausted, but I'm determined to finish this! Let me know what you think, especially if you think it's getting better. I could use the encouragement.