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Reminder, here are the couples…Neville Longbottom & Luna Lovegood-Hannah Abbott & Seamus Finnegan-Jenna Hilliard & Blaise Zabini-Hermione and Draco—Ashley Wildflower and Justin Waverly

Chapter 25

Draco's POV

"We're back!" Hermione screeched, throwing her arms around me, hugging so tightly that I could barely breathe.

"Mi-ne, can't b-reath," I gasped.

"Sorry Draco," she released me and smiled apologetically.

"It's okay," I smiled back, turning to face Dumbledore, Hermione's hand clasped in my own.

"I am so very glad that you are all here again," Dumbledore exclaimed.

"Hold a second," Blaise said, "where are Neville, Luna, Hannah, Seamus, Ashley and Justin?"

Dumbledore looked stunned at Blaise's point.

"I, umm, well, we were, wow, I never thought about the other six students," he confessed.

"So what, you bring back us four without tracking down the others?" I asked, appalled at the thought.

"That sounds about right."

"Professor, how could you do that? Do you even have a clue as to where they might be?"

"Unfortunately…no I don't."

"How did you even get us here…or rather fly us here?"

"Oh, I simply accio'd you here. Can't believe I didn't think of it sooner."

Hermione's POV

"Ooh," Draco laughed, "smart cookie."

"Hah," Jenna giggled, high fiving Draco.

"He's losing his marbles," I whispered.

"Oh, Miss. Granger," Dumbledore interrupted, "I lost my marbles quite some time ago. Now, let's get you all in the castle. If you don't mind me asking, where are your school robes? Don't say they burned up on impact or something, Sprout isn't exactly the best spell caster after all."

"Burn up on impact, why would they do that? Of course not, we had to purchase muggle attire to blend in to our…sudden surroundings."

"Right you are, right you are. Now, dinner has either started, or will start in five minutes. I really can never tell these things. Chop, chop, head on up."

The five of us made our way to the great hall and sat down at Gryffindor table, Draco and I on one side and Jenna and Blaise on the other.

"You're back," Harry shouted, running down the length of the table and leaning down to hug me. "Where did you four go? Hold on…where's Neville, Seamus, Justin…"

"Ashley, Luna and Hannah," I finished. "No one knows actually."

"I'm pretty sure Dumbledore is working on it right now," Harry assured me. I looked over at the professors table to see Dumbledore in a rather sticky predicament.

"With a beard full of Snape's gravy…sure."

"Can we eat now?

"Oh sorry, of course."

We turned to our empty plates and I stared at the prepared food that lay in large silver serving bowls and plates upon the table. Draco had already loaded his own plate with mashed potatoes, roast beef and gravy and was carefully cutting off a piece of meat with a…spoon?

"Draco," I asked, "what are you doing?"

"I don't have a knife….or a fork for that matter. It seems that all I was given is a spoon. I can cope with it, no need to worry." He turned back to his plate, attacking the meat with an air that screamed 'help me'.

"Let me," I offered, taking his plate and cutting the meat into relatively even pieces.

"Thanks Mione," Draco casually planted a small kiss on my nose. I giggled and loaded my own plate with food.

"Someone's a very cute couple today," Ginny remarked, leaning down to hug me and smiling at Draco.

"Aw, thanks Gin," I replied, hugging her back.

"When did you guys get back to the school?"

"Just a few minutes ago, actually."

"Where were you?"

"In muggle Britain, a town called Carlisle. We didn't have any magic at all."

"No magic? What about now? Have you tried using magic since you returned?"

"Not yet, here, let me try something," I pulled my wand from inside my jacket and pointed it at Ginny. She ducked for cover, a worried look plastered across her face.

"Don't experiment on me, please Hermione! I'm engaged, I have a full life ahead of me!" she squeaked.

"Ginny, I'll just try an eye colour changing charm, I swear. Nothing bad is going to happen that will cut my chances of being called Aunt Mione by a few dozen kids in the future."

"A few dozen little kids seem like a little bit much! Gosh, even the pain of one's got to hurt a lot, but dozens? You're setting your expectations a little high, don't you think?"

"Trust me Ginny, I'm sure you'll end up with plenty…enough for a quidditch team at least."

"That sounds like a good idea, actually."

"So is it a deal then, enough for at least one quidditch team?"

"Deal."

"Ginny," Harry complained, "it's a little early to be thinking about a minimum of seven kids isn't it? Besides, you might regret asking for all those kids later."

"Harry Potter, are you suggesting that you don't want to have kids with your fiancé?

"No, that's not it at all! I'm just saying that from what I've heard, even one child can be a heck of a lot of work!"

"We'll discuss our future children after dinner okay?"

"Alright."

"Now," I interrupted, back to the discovery of my magic."

"Right."

"Octera Changeum," I chorused. Ginny's eye colour changed to purple. Not just any purple, but a royal shade that contrasted with her ginger hair quite nicely.

"So, did it work?" Ginny asked curiously.

"Yes," I replied triumphantly. "Wait." Her eyes started flickering back and forth between her usual blue and purple before halting entirely, leaving her eyes their natural colour. "No"

"No what, Mione?"

"No, it can't be. Your eyes changed colour for a moment, then flickered and changed back to your usual colour."

"That's odd. Why don't you try a levitation charm instead, here," she passed me Harry's unused napkin and I placed it in front of myself on the table.

"Wingardrium Leviosa." The napkin twitched and lay still. "Wingardrium Leviosa," I tried again and again, staring as the napkin stay motionless.

"Mione," Draco suggested, "let me try." He pulled out his own wand and tried to levitate the napkin. Nothing Happened. Over and over again, each time with a new object, we attempted the simple charm, failing miserably.

"We have to tell Dumbledore," I reasoned.

"Tell Dumbledore what exactly?" Jenna asked. Clearly, Blaise and herself had not been paying attention to the occurrences of late.

"Our magic isn't working."

"Really, still?" Blaise asked.

"Really, or have you not been paying attention to what's been happening in the last five minutes?"

"Sorry, we were occupied," Jenna blushed.