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Ginny

A few hours after my interesting conversation with Luna, everyone started arriving for the party. Some people came in pairs and others on their own. The place started filling up quickly. Marcus Flint and Theodore Nott were the first two to arrive, stepping out of the fireplace one after the other. Their presence was commanding and confidant. Soon after Pansy Parkinson arrived too.

I stayed as far away from the three of them as possible for a while. They had been Slytherins after all. My years in school did not help to prod me into socializing with them now. Pansy in particular hadn't been pleasant during school. She grated on my nerves. The boys however, well they weren't boys anymore. They were fully grown men now. Back in school, I had to admit I had quite the crush on Theo. But then again, who didn't?

I kept to myself as the three of them arrived. I stayed on the sofa with Luan and Blaise, in my comfort zone. Though I wouldn't admit it out loud, I was actually quite afraid to socialize with them. My isolation was abruptly brought to an end as Theodore Nott came over and, without hesitation, pulled me up into a very big and unexpected hug.

It didn't take but a moment to remember why I'd had that crush on this particular Slytherin during my fifth year. At about six inches taller than me, he wasn't too tall. It was that dirty blond hair that first caught my eye all those years ago, though, not his height. Shaggy and messy, it hung haphazardly in his eyes, giving him an adorable boyish charm. It hadn't changed much at all, just got a bit longer. And his smile still had the ability to melt my heart.

"Little miss Ginny Weasley," he said, embracing me in his nearly bone crushing hug. Pulling back a bit to look at me, his arms still around me, he gave me that smile again. "Wow, you've become an even more beautiful woman over the years." I blushed at his compliment but his next comment caught me even more off guard. "I heard you finally gave up on Potter. Does that mean I finally get my chance with you?"

I couldn't even believe what I was hearing, the boy I'd had such a crush on actually shared those feelings. I had to play it cool though, act sexy. I couldn't very well just start squealing with happiness over his comment. That was a bit too childish. As he said, I was a woman now. I had to act like guys acted like this all the time around me when really nobody did, well, not since back in school. I wasn't in school anymore and I couldn't act like a little schoolgirl. No matter how much it I wanted to.

With my heart racing and my mind going a million miles an hour, all I could manage was, "If you play your cards right." Then I winked. I actually winked at him! I surprised even myself with my response. I couldn't believe I just did that. Not only did I just wink at him, but I did so while still in his arms. I'd yet to pull away from his hug.

It was in that moment that the realization that I could never go back to Harry hit me. In the few moment's since Theo pulled me into a hug I'd felt more passion than I'd felt in years with Harry. I felt more passion from a man who was practically a stranger than I did with the man I'd been planning on marrying.

"Stop hogging her," a voice cut into our moment. "You're not the only one who hasn't gotten to see her since school." A second later Marcus Flint, a giant of a Quidditch player, came over and pulled me into my second unexpected hug of the night. And to think I had been scared of these people. Marcus was much taller than I remembered and he easily picked me up off my feet and swung me around in a circle as he hugged me. I didn't even try to suppress the giggle that escaped my lips.

"So Ginny, how've you been?" he asked, setting me back on my feet. Before I could respond, he kept talking. I could tell immediately that this night would be full of surprises. "You know, I need to say this and embarrass my guys here, but did you know you were the hot topic in the dorm room late at night?"

The boys, the Slytherin boys, talked about me while they lay in bed during school? Now that was even more unexpected than the two of them hugging me. My face must have shown my shock because he started laughing at me. "I take it you didn't know that," he said with a laugh. "Yeah, all the Slytherins of these guys year," he gestured to Blaise and Theo, "and the ones in the year after were all crazy for you. Well, except maybe Blaise that was. You always had more of a taste for blonds huh?"

He directed his last comment to the man on the sofa who grinned and pulled his very blond wife onto his lap. Laughter filled the room and Marcus spoke over the laugher after a moment. "But every other pinned after you," he said with a grin.

I couldn't act flirty and confidant anymore, I was too confused. I'd just stared open mouthed at Marcus the entire time he spoke. That was about when Pansy had to cut in with her own two cents. "Really Marcus," she said, walking over with her hands on her hips. "It wasn't all the guys. Stop exaggerating. It was only a handful of stupid twits that adored her and they only talked about her when it came to her Quidditch skills. I mean really, she did help kick your guys' ass and win the House Cup. Not many girls can claim to have done that."

"Err, thanks Pansy," I said slowly. I really couldn't tell if she was insulting me or complimenting me. "I think."

"Oh really, Pansy," Theo cut in at her comment. "Stupid twits huh?"

She grinned over at him but didn't take back her words. Instead she just shrugged.

Before Theo could retort to her indifferent manner to calling him a twit, the fireplace flared up again, announcing the arrival of more guests. I was pleased to see the new guests weren't more Slytherins but instead some of my own friends. Lavender Brown was the first to step form the flames quickly followed by Neville Longbottom.

Now, I'd never been Lavender's biggest fan, especially after she had started dating Ron. They'd been positively sickening together. But, not too long after the war had ended, Neville and Luna had broken up. Not long after he had started dating Lavender and, with him being my best friend, I had to be around her more often. It took a while before I realized she wasn't quite as bad as I thought. She was still a bit ditzy though.

"Neville!" I cried, bounding over to him excitedly. "It's great to see you. I had no idea you were coming. Luna didn't tell me she invited you guys. Well, she didn't tell me anyone she invited. I'm glad you're here though. Now the party can really get started with my best friend here."

"It's good to see you too, Gin," Neville said, pulling me into what was now hug number three tonight. Like always, I got a bit of a glare from Lavender but I ignored her. She was a jealous type of person and she would just have to get over it. He was my best friend and I'd hug him if I wanted to. I wouldn't stop because of her.

But, I didn't want her hating me. So I turned my attention next to her. "Lavender, I'm glad you could come as well," I said, giving her a smile. "We're going to have a really fun night, I'm sure. Actually, I don't know what's planned but I bet it will be good."

"It will be," I heard Draco speak up, startling me. I wasn't sure if Draco had just come into the room or if he'd been there all along. I was actually quite grateful of that. "Okay, now that everyone is here let's move into the game room. Food and everything is already in there." The eight of us followed him as he led the way. Tonight was promising to be quite amazing.

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