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Ron and Daphne entered their room. The four bed rooms were similar. Daphne stood in front of the window and looked outside with her back to Ron.

Ron was awkwardly standing in front of the bed. He had no clue what to do or what to say. After a while, Ron gathered the courage. He cleared his throat. At this, Daphne turned around and looked at him. But she didn't say anything.

"I am sorry for what I said in the common room. I know that your family has supported the order since the beginning. I was just caught up in the moment and I never intended to offend you." Ron carefully said.

"I accept your apology. But I think you should not talk like that to a person even if his parents are Death Eaters. Parents are always parents to their children," Daphne calmly replied.

"I know. Harry also said that. But I can't forgive them. I fought in the war, I saw a lot. I lost friends because of them. I had to see my own brother die in front of me because of them" Ron snapped. Fred's last memories were still crystal clear to him. He couldn't forget even if he wanted to.

"Do you think that you are the only one who suffered? I did not fight in the war but I lost friends too. And the sad part is those friends were from both sides," Daphne snapped back.

He spoke slowly, "I know I can be a git sometimes. I don't act mature and sincere most of the time. I realize you have suffered as much as I have. I don't want to hurt you."

"Thank you for understanding," Daphne smiled.

Her smile made Ron smile. "I want us to be friends. We are not happy about this arrangement but if we go through this together, this will be a lot easier" He said. Ron was acting mature. He had to after all he promised Harry and his parents. So he had to.

"That's helpful. So I accept. Friends, then," Daphne replied and offered her hand. Ron eagerly extended his hand shook it.

Ginny entered the bedroom and saw Blaise sitting on the bed. She knew that Blaise was so eager to see the bed room because he wanted to avoid standing in the same room with Pansy. She looked around the room and stood in front of the window facing Blaise.

"Sickle for your thoughts, Zabini?" She smirked.

Blaise rolled his eyes. "Already so much affection for your future husband, huh?"

"Well, all the affection Parkinson had for you might have got transferred to me as she doesn't like you anymore," Ginny replied with a sly smile.

The reaction on Blaise's face was noteworthy. "Don't you dare comment about something you have no idea of!" He snapped

Blaise never lost his cool. But he had lost at that moment. Ginny knew she hit a nerve. "Then give some idea. What happened between you and Parkinson?"

"And what makes you think I am going to answer that?" Blaise frowned.

"I just thought that I should start getting to know my 'future husband'," Ginny replied. "Good idea! I would also love to know about my 'future wife's' small house and her father's income" Blaise smirked. He was back in the game.

Ginny rolled her eyes. "Then, I would also love to know how many times your mother has married. Do I have to meet all of my father in laws? The number is quite huge, I imagine."

"Wow! You have already gathered a lot of information about my family. I don't blame you. I know I am irresistibly handsome." Blaise played back.

"Not even in my worst nightmares. You are the least handsome person I have ever seen." Ginny replied though this was not what she thought of him.

Blaise suddenly came to her and pinned her between him and the wall. His face was dangerously close to hers.

"Really, Ginevra Weasley?" Blaise whispered. "I think your face is saying otherwise."

Ginny's heart was beating fast. The smell of his cologne was distracting her and his face being so close to hers was driving her crazy. She knew he was hot and handsome enough to even attract her. But she was not going to admit it. "Don't imagine things. You are exactly what I said before," She managed to reply.

"Took you a while to reply. I suppose I am quite a distraction, huh?" he smirked and pulled away from her.

"I am going to shower. If you want, feel free to join" He slyly smiled and disappeared in the washroom.

Ginny could not believe she let him affect her like this. She annoyingly muttered, "What a git!"

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Pansy and Harry went into their room together. Harry looked around the room. But Pansy didn't seem little bit interested in the room or the surrounding. She stood in front of the bed and looked at Harry, "Potter, may I say you are the dumbest person I have ever encountered?"

"May I know why I am getting this acknowledgement? Harry raised his eyebrow.

"Come on! You are 'the boy who lived', 'the boy who saved the world'. If you had just told the bloody ministry that you don't want this marriage law shit, they would not do it to you. You know they owe you a lot, even their lives."

Harry shook his head. "You don't understand, Parkinson. I can't take favours like this. I fought for justice and equal rights. I cannot do as I please now."

"The saint Potter we all know and love" she scoffed.

"I know, you are not happy with this arrangement. Neither am I. I highly doubt if we can make this thing work" Harry said. "But sorting hat has never been wrong" He looked into her eyes.

"So, you think I am better suited for you than Ginny Weasley?" She raised her eyebrow.

"According to the Sorting Hat you are better suited than any other girl for me, though that seems impossible right now" Harry smiled, "And about Ginny, we broke up after the war. We are just friends now.

"Broke up? Well, I never saw that coming," She paused, "Anyway I get your point, Potter. There seems to be no escape from the law at this moment. So, we should just play along, I guess"

Harry raised his eyebrow. "I never thought you could be this reasonable with me"

"There's a lot you don't know about me Potter," She smirked.

Harry smiled. "I thought you were going to shout at me. You seemed quite angry at Zabini earlier."

"I don't want to talk about Blaise" Pansy's smile disappeared. "We should start unpacking our things. I like things tidy and clean, keep that in mind, Potter."

Saying that she started working.

What is it with her and Zabini? Harry thought.

A/N: What do you thing happened between Blaise and Pansy?

Let me know what you think. I am sorry for the short chapter. Next one will be longer I promise.

It is a Dramione story, but I would like give importance to other pairs too.

You can tell me if you want to change anything.