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For the last few years, Harry always wondered what deity it was that decided he would have such wonderful luck. Was it something along the lines of a lottery, or maybe a game of chance? What ever it was it only seemed to get worse each and every year for the last 7 years. But though it all Harry persevered and bit the metaphorical bullet, so to speak. But standing in front of Grimmauld was a good way to say he had bad luck.

Well maybe he was overstating things.

All Harry was about to do was walk into a creepy, old house to meet his parents werewolf friends whose fiancé is now married to Harry. Yeah nothing to worry about.

'Sigh'

'Harry if you sigh one more time.' Hermione said, as they stood waiting for Fleur and Tonks.

'Sorry Hermione. I am just thinking about what a bad idea this is.' Harry mumbled. 'Do we really need to go inside, we could go somewhere else.'

'This was your idea.'

'I know.'

Crack

Tonks and Fleur just arrived and believe it or not but Tonks was actually paler than Harry felt. Though he did feel she was cheating with the whole metamorphmagus ability.

'Why are we just standing here?' Tonks asked.

'Harry got cold feet.' Hermione explained.

'No I didn't.' He shot back.

'Well good. Lets go inside.' Tonks said, as she grabbed Harry and all but kicked the door down with her boisterous entrance.

'Sirius! Remus! Are you guys dead in here?' Tonks called.

'Depends on whose asking.' Harry heard Sirius shout back. Harry was beginning to wonder if removing Walburga off the wall was a good idea since all Sirius liked to do was make loud noise since she was gone.

'Hey Padfoot.' Harry said as the group walked into the kitchen.

'Prongslet!' Sirius cried and rushed and gave Harry a manly hug, as he would call it. 'It is good to see you and the girls got out alright after what happened with the ministry and the Death Eaters wedding crash. I feel they didn't like not getting an invitation.'

'Sirius we know your happy to see Harry, but could you calm down just a little.' a voice said. Harry turned around and saw Remus as he walked into the room.

Upon seeing Remus, Harry could feel the tension in the air just waiting to snap. Feeling the awkward tension, Sirius settled into a chair, silently complaining about a tough crowd.

'Hey Remus.' Harry nervously said.

'Harry, Hermione, Fleur. Dora.'

Hearing the melancholy in his voice proved too much for Tonks as she turned and ran out the room and up the stairs. Seeing this Harry saw Hermione looking at him clearly asking the obvious, he nodded his head to indicate it was ok, and Hermione and Fleur both went to track down Tonks.

'Remus. . .' Harry began.

'Harry sit down, lets talk.' Remus started and summoned some butterbeer for them both.

Once they were comfortable and had a few sips of the drink, Remus started talking.

'Harry, you have to understand. I am not mad at you or Dora. This was something completely out of your control.' Remus told Harry.

'But Remus, this isn't fair to you or Tonks. Especially not to Tonks, she has been trying for years to get you to notice her and when you and she have the chance to do so this mess happens. So I have worked it out. We somehow get this magically annulled and you can both move on to having your own wedding. And if for some reason, it can't happen magically, we can just tie you both together in a muggle ceremony.' Harry started to say. He thought it was a great idea. Win/Win and all.

'Harry this is out of both our hands.' Remus patiently told Harry.

'What do you mean?'

'Harry do you remember what the Wedding Minister said for the vows.' Sirius asked cutting Remus off.

'Not really. I was off somewhere else.'

'Well let me refresh you memory. He bound the groom and bride together by requesting Lady Magic to choose the pairing. What this means is Lady Magic herself decided you were to be married to Fleur. Not Bill.'

'What does that have to do with anything. So he messed up a line.'

'Harry Wedding Vows are like Unbreakable Vows but on steroids there is no releasing them. So when the Minister left if up to magic to decide, he made a iron clad vow that no one but Magic herself could break. By also letting Magic make the decision, it basically said you were a better match for Fleur than Bill ever would have been. Regardless of whether they loved each other.'

'Oh. But what about Hermione and Tonks, surely they have some way out of this?' Harry asked.

'Harry when Hermione pulled a Gryffindor to try and help you and Dora grabbing Hermione to stop her. It was like telling Magic they wanted to join as well. Or better yet they indirectly gave their acceptance to join so as to not be left out.' Remus explained.

Harry thought about it for a moment, 'That is utter bullshite. How on earth does Magic figure that reasoning.'

'We don't know Harry, but Magic has always been something no one can predict or understand.' Sirius said.

'So what do we do now?'

'Well Prongslet to start there is no 'we'. You are now married. Customarily the groom and his blushing bride go on a honeymoon trip and shag like rabbits. But in your case you have three women to satisfy. So since you don't have much in the lines of experience, I took the liberty of brewing you some stamina and endurance potions to get you through the night of three women. Remember preventive measures are optional now. But I would like to see a quidditch team in a few years while I am young.' Sirius told Harry quickly with a large smile on his face.

'Sirius!'

'Padfoot!'

'Mooney its true those girls are going to eat him alive.'

'Can't you be serious for once.' Remus sighed.

'But I am Sirius all the time.' Sirius barked out a laugh, causing Remus and Harry to groan at the same old joke.

'Ok, ok. But all jokes aside. You should consider something for your night time excercise.' Sirius said.

'Why?'

'Well Harry, with Fleur being part Veela, she has Veela tendancies. And Veela. . .'

Crash

A loud noise came from the drawing room, causing the three men to jump up with wands drawn. Slowly they walked out of the kitchen and towards the room. As they approached the stairs, they noticed, Hermione coming down wand drawn as well.

Putting a finger to his lips to indicate staying silent, they approached the drawing room. Harry went to one side with Hermione behind him, and Sirius and Remus on the other. Then with a silent agreement the group burst into the drawing room only to be stopped dead in their tracks.

It was Ron.