A/N: Harry Potter is not mine, I wish it was cause then I would be rich.

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Hermione Apparated into Grimmauld Place first, Bill heard the pop of her arrival and went down the stairs. Seeing just Hermione caused a look of confusion to spread across his face before the bloodied Harry and Ron arrived. Harry shoved Ron towards Bill and said 'Can you deal with him for me, Bill?' Bill nodded; Harry and Hermione went through to the kitchen as Bill and Ron Apparated away, 'Kreacher?' called Harry, the elderly house elf appeared 'Yes Mister Harry?' 'Kreacher Hermione and I are going to wrote a few letters, when we are done would you mind delivering them, please?' even 10 years Kreacher still found it hard to be asked to do something instead of being ordered,'Kreacher can do that for you, mister Harry' Harry smiled and said 'Thank you, my friend.' With this Kreacher vanished'.

Kreacher delivered the letters to friends and people that Harry considered family the following morning; the letter was asking them to attend dinner the next day at Grimmauld Place. So far the story of what Ginny and Ron had done had been kept to the five Weasley's as well as Harry and Hermione. The dinner was where everything would come out and the punishments would be meted out to the guilty parties. It had been a very long day, both emotionally and physically. The pair had a light dinner before heading to one of the spare rooms, where they promptly fell asleep holding each other, still dressed.

Ginny woke with a start, the bed was beside her was cold and empty. She had hoped that everything was nothing more than a nightmare, and when she woke everything would go back to normal. Unfortunately reality set in not long after she opened her eyes. She looked at the alarm clock, it read 0236hrs. She didn't know how long she had slept, but her eyes felt raw and dry, her throat was tight and she still had her clothes on from the day before. She lay in the dark wondering what would happen to her now, Harry had been kind to her, far more kind than she deserved. Even Hermione, after the initial outburst, had comforted her. She wondered if this was how Harry felt in the days running up to his suicide attempt; the not knowing what came next. For the next few hours she thought about her life, where she was going to live, would Harry arrest her, Ron and her Mother.

She decided that she would take whatever punishment without complaint. She lied to and betrayed her friends; she really had no cause to complain. She watched the sky begin to change colour from midnight blue, through purples, pinks and reds to blue. The dawn chorus began in earnest, Ginny got up; showered and got ready to face the day ahead.

A few hours later Harry and Hermione woke and the realisation that the spent the night together dawned on both of them. 'Erm... Morning!' said Harry nervously; Hermione giggled at his discomfort 'you've fought Tolls, Dragons, and Basilisks but the thought of waking up next to me gets you nervous. I don't know if I should be taking that as an insult of a compliment' she teased. The beaming smile on her face caused his nerves to evaporate like dew in the morning sun, 'Well Miss Granger, how would it be if I was to kiss you right about now?' she knitted her brow in mock consideration and said 'I think that would be acceptable, Mr Potter, after all I am in your bed.' He leaned closer and kissed her. She entwined her fingers with his and hooked her left leg over his, when the kiss ended Harry said 'next time, I won't be wearing shoes to bed, just so you know. I know I have a habit of doing weird things like having toast with butter and jam, or stirring my coffee three times and my tea four times, but wearing shoes in bed is not a thing.' Hermione's radiating smile returned 'duly noted, weirdo!' a look of faux outrage spread across his face 'the cheek of it! Why do I even like you?' she swatted his arm 'so you admit that you do like me then?' she asked 'like, hmm like, do I like Hermione Granger? How about I put it this way; you will always be my favourite hello and my hardest goodbye.' At this she engulfed him in her arms and held him, nothing else needed to be said.

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At Shell cottage Ron Weasley sat on the beach wondering just how his life had unravelled so spectacularly, this time yesterday he had just about everything he had always wanted. Fast forward 24 hrs he wasn't sure if he had a change of clothes never mind anything. His best friend had kicked his arse, his wife would have made good on her promise to dismember him and now his brother was so disgusted with him, he wouldn't even speak with him. As he sat he didn't hear Fleur calling out to him, when she tapped him on the shoulder he almost jumped out of his skin 'bloody hell! Sorry Fleur I didn't realise you were there' 'I called you, breakfast is getting cold' she said, in the 11 years that she and Bill had been married her English had improved, only every now and again did her accent slip. She helped him to his feet and they walked back to the cottage in silence.

Bill was sitting at the table, considering the letter that Kreacher had left him when Ron and Fleur came back in. 'We have been invited to a dinner at Grimmauld Place tomorrow' he said 'Ron said 'I'll watch Vicky and Dominique for you' Bill shook his head 'No Ron you don't understand. We have all been invited, it's a Potter tradition that when there is important news that needs to be shared, they hold a dinner and everyone hears it firsthand. I expect that a few people will be quite uncomfortable tomorrow night.' With that Bill got up and started to walk away before stopping at his brother 'Just so we are clear about things, Ron, you are here as a favour to Harry. After everything that he has done for our family, you treated him and Hermione like shit. Be thankful that he didn't kill you yesterday.' Ron paled as Bill walked past him, kissed Fleur and left the room.

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Harry and Hermione had agreed on how things were going to go today, She was spending the day with her parents and telling them everything and Harry was going to take Ginny away for a little bit. Hermione Apparated directly to her parents house and began the story. Harry made his way to the kitchen. 'Ginny?' He called out 'I'm in here Harry' she replied Harry walked to the sun room and sat beside her. Yesterday I said that I was going to spend time with you Hermione and Eon to explain a few things to you al, do you remember?' she nodded, he carried on 'so go and get ready and we can go. I have so many things that I need to say to you.' Ginny didn't need to be told twice, she got up and walked away.