A/N: Sorry it took me so long to get this up, I've gotten lost in my writing and I haven't had much time to type. Happy Reading!!!!!
The next day, Nikita woke up at 7:30. She wrote a note to Derick saying that she had left for a little town called Hogsmeade and that she would be back later on in the day. She went back to her room and Apparated to Hogsmeade.
When she arrived there, she walked around and loked around in the difference shops. She even checked out Fred and George Weasley's joke shop. As it becamse more crowded, she headed over to the Three Broomsticks to get a table for her and the trio that would be coming soon.
After about five minutes of waiting, Harry, Ron, and Hermione walked into the pub. They found Nikita easily and went straight over to the table she was sitting at.
"Dumbledore sent us letters saying that you wanted to speak with us," Harry said as he, Ron, and Hermione took their seats.
"Yes. It won't take long. Can I get you three butterbeers while we talk?" The three agreed and Nikita went to get the drinks.
"So what did you want to talk about?" Ron aked grabbing for his butterbeer before it even touched the table. Hermione grabbed his arm and gave him an angered look. He sighed and then slouched in his chair. He didn't reach for his drink again until Nikita sat down.
"Well, I just wanted to invite you and your framilies to my wedding. You don't have to bring anyone you don't want to." Nikita glanced at Harry. "And you don't have to bring anything special. Just show up in your best. You may also come to the recption afterwards. But please Ron, I would reccomend not coming in anything that signifys that you are a wizard. Only Derick and his parents know that I am a witch, and it might not go voer well with the rest of the family."
"Right," Ron said, his ears turning pink.
"Don't worry, Ron. Harry and I will be sure to help you," Hermione reassured him.
"So, when is your wedding again?" Harry asked.
"November 28th. Three months exactly from today. I will be sending out invitations within the next month or two. I really hope you three can come."
"Anything for you, Nikita," Harry said. Deep down, he still liked her, but he didn't want to ruine her relationship with Derick either.
"Well, tat is all I really need to talk to you about, unless you wanted to chat more about stuff. I can't stay real long though, I need to go back to my house by 3, we are having family doings tonight.."
"I'd hate to run but I've fot family doings today aswell and I told my parents that I wouldn't be here long," Hermione said.
"I've gotta get back because the Dursley's still think I'm in my room." Harry said.
"I've gottaget Harry back, and Dad wants me to help him with stuff for the Minestry."
"That's alright. I'm happy you three came out in the first place, and I hope you can come to the wedding. TAke care." The four of them got up from the table and went their ways.
The next day, Nikita woke up at 7:30. She wrote a note to Derick saying that she had left for a little town called Hogsmeade and that she would be back later on in the day. She went back to her room and Apparated to Hogsmeade.
When she arrived there, she walked around and loked around in the difference shops. She even checked out Fred and George Weasley's joke shop. As it becamse more crowded, she headed over to the Three Broomsticks to get a table for her and the trio that would be coming soon.
After about five minutes of waiting, Harry, Ron, and Hermione walked into the pub. They found Nikita easily and went straight over to the table she was sitting at.
"Dumbledore sent us letters saying that you wanted to speak with us," Harry said as he, Ron, and Hermione took their seats.
"Yes. It won't take long. Can I get you three butterbeers while we talk?" The three agreed and Nikita went to get the drinks.
"So what did you want to talk about?" Ron aked grabbing for his butterbeer before it even touched the table. Hermione grabbed his arm and gave him an angered look. He sighed and then slouched in his chair. He didn't reach for his drink again until Nikita sat down.
"Well, I just wanted to invite you and your framilies to my wedding. You don't have to bring anyone you don't want to." Nikita glanced at Harry. "And you don't have to bring anything special. Just show up in your best. You may also come to the recption afterwards. But please Ron, I would reccomend not coming in anything that signifys that you are a wizard. Only Derick and his parents know that I am a witch, and it might not go voer well with the rest of the family."
"Right," Ron said, his ears turning pink.
"Don't worry, Ron. Harry and I will be sure to help you," Hermione reassured him.
"So, when is your wedding again?" Harry asked.
"November 28th. Three months exactly from today. I will be sending out invitations within the next month or two. I really hope you three can come."
"Anything for you, Nikita," Harry said. Deep down, he still liked her, but he didn't want to ruine her relationship with Derick either.
"Well, tat is all I really need to talk to you about, unless you wanted to chat more about stuff. I can't stay real long though, I need to go back to my house by 3, we are having family doings tonight.."
"I'd hate to run but I've fot family doings today aswell and I told my parents that I wouldn't be here long," Hermione said.
"I've gotta get back because the Dursley's still think I'm in my room." Harry said.
"I've gottaget Harry back, and Dad wants me to help him with stuff for the Minestry."
"That's alright. I'm happy you three came out in the first place, and I hope you can come to the wedding. TAke care." The four of them got up from the table and went their ways.