A/N: enjoy! I skipped ahead a bit in the story: this chapter takes place a few weeks after the last chapter. Now it's Ginny's bachelorette party part one! Ginny POV: "Bye Harry!" I said to my fiancé on his way out the door. Now the girls could arrive. 'Come on over!' I tied the notes to Pigwidgeon and sent them off to Hermione, Luna, Alicia, Angelina, and Cho. They would all Apperate right about -*knock knock knock*-. Now. I touched up the coffee table, added another bottle of wine, and went for the door. The first to arrive was Hermione, and Luna materialized just behind her, second to arrive. "Hey!" I welcomed them in. "The party's in the living room, make yourselves comfortable." The rest of the lot arrived within minutes, last of all was Cho Chang. It was a bit awkward having her there, but Hermione had met her for tea a week ago and found out she was married. Perfect timing; now I won't be worried about her past with Harry. And she's a nice person, Luna thinks so anyway, so she might be good to have there. The first hour or so was spent drinking and talking about men. "How are things with you and Neville, Luna?" Alicia asked. "Great!" Luna replied, smiling. "Couldn't be better, actually." Alicia grinned. "Really? How's...you know..." " "What?" Luna asked, confused. I hid a smirk, and filled in, bluntly: "She means how is the sex, Luna." Her eyes widened. "Oh we haven't done that yet," she blushed. "I never have, you see. We're waiting until we're married for that." That remark was met with several different replies. "WHAT?!" squealed Angelina and Alicia simultaneously. "That's so romantic!" Cho and Hermione sighed together. Me on the other hand, I'd expected this and didn't show any reaction to my suspicions being confirmed. "What's it like?" Luna asked shyly. "If you feel like telling of course," she added. "I'll start," I volunteered, noticing that no one else wanted to. "It depends really. The first time Harry and I did it, it was slow, and sweet. It was both of our first times, and it happened in my fifth year/his sixth year. After that it was different though," I smirked. "It was hotter, and faster." I was so done talking. "Hermione, it's your turn." "No way!" said Hermione, vermillion red at the thought. "It's your party anyway, Ginny. We can talk about this at Luna's party. One more question though: has Neville ever done it?" "Yes he has," replied Luna. "At first I hated that someone else had already done what I had hoped to be the first to do, but it's good that one of us is experienced, right?" "Of course," said Alicia authoritatively. "It's less awkward and ultimately it feels better." Hermione caught Angelina's eye, getting her to change the subject. "How about we go somewhere else? Like, dancing or something," she (Angelina) suggested. Presently, Neville's owl lighted on the windowsill, smartly knocking thrice on the window with its beak. "That'll be for me," said Luna. She opened the letter, read it, and quickly grew pale. "I'd better go," she muttered hastily. "Neville's fine," she added, noticing the looks on everyone's faces, "it's just...something else. I'm sorry to be leaving so early. Goodbye Ginny!" She called out goodbyes on her way out the door, but I distinctly heard a slight sob. _ To be continued...I'm so sorry for the long wait, I had terrible writer's block. Bye!