The Anti-Potion
"Mrs. Weasley, so please to see you this wonderful evening," His long white beard glistened in the lighting of the enchanted sky ceiling.
"Professor Dumbledore," Hermione grinned broadly. Hermione paused. "Wait… did you just call me Mrs. Weasley?"
"Yes, because you are Mrs. Hermione Granger-Weasley are you not?" Dumbledore smiled his very friendly smile.
"Yes, but…"
"Yes, we know." Dumbledore's eyes twinkled quickly.
"We?" Hermione's eyes showed confusion.
"Minerva and I." As if on cue, Professor McGonagall appeared behind Dumbledore, smiling.
"Hermione," She said quickly, giving her a warm embrace. After a brief conversation between the two, and a few more people came to congratulate Hermione (or as far as they know, Ginny) on the new baby, Dumbledore pulled her out into the hall as Professor McGonagall went to go fetch the real Ginny.
"I don't know how this happened…" Hermione started as Dumbledore escorted her to his office, still hidden behind the eagle statue.
"Grumbling Gremlins!" Dumbledore and immediately stairs appeared and the two ascended up to his office.
Hermione started in on the potion they were trying to concoct that put them in this mess in the first place, but before she could get past the fifth word in her very first sentence, Professor Dumbledore stopped her.
"I know all too well everything that goes on between the four of you," He smiled politely as he sat behind his desk with the greatest of ease and motioned for Hermione to take a seat in one of the two plush leather chairs opposite the large oak desk. She plopped into the church quickly, trying to hide the very red blush gathering in her cheeks. Luckily for her, before Dumbledore could continue, the sound of an opening door interrupted whatever he was planning to say next and in walked a very pleased Ginny and an exhausted Professor McGonagall.
"Ah, the lovely Virginia," Dumbledore stood from his desk and moved to hug Ginny sincerely. Ginny took the seat next to Hermione and the two professors positioned themselves in front of his desk.
"Well, ladies, what do we plan to do about this?" Dumbledore peered out at them over his half moon spectacles.
"We were just going to come see you and ask for your advice," Ginny said hurriedly.
"Ah. Good plan. Good plan," Dumbledore agreed and smiled. "Well, I'm sorry to say, I don't know what to do…"
Hermione and Ginny's smiles faded.
"What?" Hermione practically shouted.
Ginny wondered why Dumbledore still had a grin on his face. Her suspicions were confirmed when Minerva punched Albus playfully and he continued to smile.
"Just kidding. Just some of that old Dumbledore humor, you know. Ha-ha," He desperately tried to sound humorous, but all Ginny and Hermione felt was relief.
"So you can help us?" Ginny wanted reassurance.
"Yes, we can," Minerva said quickly. "All we have to do is have one hair from both of you for the anti-potion I made a couple of days ago, when we realized the mess you both were in."
Hermione gladly pulled one of the lose hairs hanging in front of her face, as did Ginny and they handed them both cautiously to the professor who turned to the desk and picked up the potions she'd brewed.
"Here's yours, Ginny," She handed the flask to Ginny, "And yours, Hermione," She continued as she handed the other to Hermione. Both girls drank it easily and immediately, they both felt a warm sensation running from head to toe.
"Well?" Hermione asked curiously, her heart pounding in her chest, praying it would work.
Now Professor McGonagall looked genuinely concerned, as did Professor Dumbledore.
"WHAT IS IT NOW?" Ginny screamed and broke into tears.
Professor McGonagall hugged her quickly before speaking.
"Welcome back, Ginny," She sent her a broad smile as Ginny stopped crying.
"It worked?!?" Ginny exclaimed looking from Dumbledore and back to Professor McGonagall who both nodded in response.
Hermione and Ginny both let out a shriek of joy and embraced each other.
"It's about time." Hermione said. Her voice even sensed her feeling of relief.
"Party time, girls," Professor McGonagall began, "You've still got tons of presents to open and the dancing hasn't even begun!"
They all exchanged smiles and headed for the door. Dumbledore opened it exposing two familiar faces.
"Ron! Harry!" Ginny exclaimed quickly.
"What in the world…" Hermione began.
"You were eavesdropping, Harry Potter!" Ginny tried to act angry.
"Ronald Weasley," Hermione started, but before she could manage to get out another word, she wrapped her arms around her red-faced husband and kissed him intently.
"Wow…" Ron began. "I like eavesdropping." He nodded anxiously as everyone laughed.
Harry looked at Ginny next.
"Oh, come here, you twit." Ginny grabbed Harry up in her arms and kissed him, too, following Ron and Hermione's lead.
"Now, let's go," Hermione grabbed Ron's hand and started down the stairs, Ginny and Harry right behind them, Minerva and Albus bringing in the rear.
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"Oh, wow! Look, honey… what is it?" Ginny held up a long stick that could have resembled a broom stick, but looked oddly enough like a lawn gnome.
"Erm… I'm not sure, but it's cute!" Harry smiled confidently and took the interesting contraption from his wife.
"Thank you, Pansy."
Ginny & Hermione enthusiastically thanked every one of their guests as the party came to an end.
As the four of them began walking back to Hogsmeade to apparate back to their homes, the men becoming very eager to return home, Ron stopped in his tracks suddenly.
"Wait. I was just thinking about something… If you two have been in each other's places for the past few days, that means…" His voice trailed off and a look of discuss consumed his face.
"What is it, honey?" Hermione said sweetly, pulling him closer to her. She had on a jacket, but the January weather kept biting at her bare neck.
"Harry, do you realize what we did?" Ron looked at Harry, whose face was also beginning to look a little like Ron's.
"Oh, Ron, noooooo…" Harry began.
"It's not as bad for you Harry! She's only your best friend, not your sister!" Ron started in on Harry.
"What?" Ginny asked curiously looking between her brother and her husband.
"He kissed you." Harry said flatly.
"I kissed my own sister," Ron started laughing hysterically and everyone joined in.
"Well, we'll make up for it, won't we, Ron?" Hermione gave him her sexiest look and Ron grinned in return.
"I can't seem to find a problem with that. I've got all the time in the world," Ron couldn't stop smiling.
"Well, Harry and I have our own catching up to do," Ginny winked at Harry and Harry looked at Ron. Ron gave him a thumbs-up the girls didn't catch.
"Sure, honey, whatever you say," Was Harry's only response.
"Good night you two," Hermione said sharply as her and Ron immediately disappeared.
"Night," Ginny & Harry muttered in unison before disappearing themselves, leaving the little street in front of Zonko's joke shop incredibly empty.
[Author's Note~~ Okay this is the end! Yes I'm done. Not a climatic ending, because there will not be a sequel (unless requested by my lovely reviewers!) Possibly an epilogue! Just let me know what ya think. PLEASE REVIEW! PLEASE PLEASE REVIEW! No one reviewed yesterday and I got all sad—like. I checked my email like four million times, but never got that great "Review Alert" e-mail. L. The more reviews, the sooner I write! Hope everyone had a good day and I'm so glad this story has finally concluded! I can scratch one more off the list! :-* Mucho Gracias to everyone. Review sheet will be out soon! Once people start reviewing the story as a whole! Now go read the others shoo shoo! –hannah*]