An: Hello long time no see or write, whatever, Sorry about not updating for a long time, I just got a little puppy and every time that I sit down to write he needs to empty his bladder or chew on my toe and every time I want to sleep he wants to play or bite my toe. Pretty soon all I will have is a little nub where my big toe used to be. Anyway I own nothing, it all belongs to my adorable dog, yep, my dog writes the Harry Potter series.

There was Hermione standing in a wedding gown the white of the dress . Her hair was up in the same style as of the Yule Ball except somebody had placed flowers in her hair. She was holding Hyacinth's (her favorite flower.) pretty blue(Her favorite color.) ones and one or two roses. It would of all been lovely except for the dungeon Hermione was standing in and for the dead bodies lying around her.

"Oh Ron I'm so glad you came! I'm so scared!" She said as soon as Ron walked up.

"Don't worry Mione, I'll take care of you." He murmured pulling her into his arms.

"No he can't! He's nothing but a loser! Hasn't even read Hogswarts: A History!" Ron looked over his shoulder, just as he suspected, Terry Boot in all of his none red head splendor. Hermione pushed Ron away from her and ran into Terry's arms.

"Oh Terry! I've always loved you! I've never loved Ron, the bloody idiot besides he's a nasty old red head with too many freckles. I prefer your beautiful blonde hair! Come on let's go Terry and get married."

"No wait! Hermione don't go! I love you! Please come back! I love you!" Ron said running after the couple,"

"I love you!" Ron said waking up with a start.

"Sorry buddy, but I don't play for that team." Harry said grinning.

The red head looked at Harry with a bewildered expression. "What the bloody hell are you doing in my room?"

"Oh, I was just getting one of your robes, mine are all dirty. Oh yeah and Ginny says that we're going out to eat for dinner."

Ron sighed, "If Ginny- Dictator says, then it must be done."

"What's that suppose to mean?" Harry asked.

"Nothing except you're completely whipped." Ron muttered under his breath pushing the covers away.

"Whoa, buddy don't get out nude before I exit the room and don't forgot to feed Chudley." Harry said leaving the room.

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Ginny Weasley (soon to be Potter, yippee!) sighed it was two weeks after Hermione had disappeared from England. Ron was being his usual git self on the subject of what exactly happened and Hermione avoided the subject in her letters. Honestly how was she suppose to be match maker when they wouldn't even talk about what happened? She really wished that Hermione was here, maybe she could've helped Ginny get out of the pickle that she was in now.

"Now Ginny, I want to talk to you about the birds and the bees." Molly Weasley had started out the talk. Ginny had immediately tried to flee.

"That's okay Mum, I've had the talk about twelve years ago." Ginny said standing up to leave.

"What? Who told you?" Umm…. People should write books on what to do in these situations Ginny thought to herself, "Uh…Dad!" she said blaming her absent father who was busy working to get a paycheck.

"Oh? Well let me tell you a few things that your father probably left out." The women who couldn't take a hint the size of a rhino aka Molly Weasley said.

"What did Dad leave out?" Fred asked entering the kitchen and heading straight for the freshly baked cookies and milk, his twin following him.

"Sex dear, I'm going to tell Ginny what to do on her honeymoon." Their mother told them.

Fred snorted the milk he had been drinking out, George roared with laughter. "I'm sure Harry will appreciate that Mum." He gasped.

Ginny glared at her twin brothers. " I have to go Mother, Mione is coming back to help me with the wedding and I nee…"

"Hermione's coming back?" Molly Weasley brightened. "Great invite her to Christmas. I'm tired of Ron running around with that Blaise girl."

Ginny nodded " Hopefully Ron won't scare her off."

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"Professor! Professor, what about the Qudamitacal Theory of Unrealized Magical Power?" Hermione sighed and turned around to face the class. It was of course Bessie Miller, resident know it all of Winders School of Sorcery.

"How about you shut up and we can learn about it on Monday?" Neal Bradley teasing t the seventeen-year-old girl. The girl narrowed her green eyes at the boy and then grinned back at Neal and kissed her boyfriend

"Actually it's a good thing that Bessie mentioned it, I'm not going to be here at all next week or the week after that, so you need to learn about quadmatical theory before the exam." Hermione said smiling when she heard her small group of students groan.

"Why?" Neal asked.

"My best friend is getting married, I'm maid of honor." Hermione grimaced.

"Why is that bad?" A girl from the back asked.

"I never said it was bad." Hermione glanced at the girl, who kept asking questions; her name was Opal and according to Bessie the nosiest girl at Winders.

"You made a face…" Opal told her.

"Yeah, like my dad's face when our bull stomped his foot." Bessie put in.

"Damn bull why can't it just stand still when somebody's emasculating him?" Neal added

Hermione sighed when the whole class giggled. "It's not bad. It's just that I don't like going back to England and… look let's just get started on our work."

"Why don't you like going back to England?" A boy on Neal's other side asked.

"It's just because I…"

"Do you drink tea in England?" somebody else interrupted.

"Are you going to stay there for Christmas?"

"When's your friend getting married?"

Hermione sighed. "Yes to both. May first, now come on we need…" RIIINNNGGG the bell rang and the group of seniors left the class while Hermione bellowed at the top of her voice about the homework due to the sub, none of the class (except for Bessie paid her any attention.). Great, off to jolly old England. Hermione thought to herself.

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Bob glared at his boss; Mr. Weasley had to be the most unbearable man to work with. Why couldn't he be Harry Potter's assistant? Louie, Mr. Potter's assistant, was allowed to take two hour lunch breaks! It was a miracle if Bob was allowed a thirty-minute break. Of course Louie wasn't able to see Ms. Zabani everyday. Bob sighed, Gotta take the good with the bad as his mother was fond of saying.

"Hey Wyatt will you come back to reality?" Ron snapped.

"Sorry sir." Bob said looking toward the group that surrounded the large conference table. Ron just rolled his blue eyes.

"You shouldn't be so tough on the boy." A woman in her fifties berated.

"Olga is right Ron." Harry added, "Even Canker wasn't as vile as you're to Bob."

"Why thank you Potter." Miles Canker said. "Weasley, you're doing fine with the boy." Ron smiled at his mentors approval.

"Figures that you would take the advice of a loony-tune." Bob muttered under his breath, sadly it wasn't quiet enough for Ms. Zabani and Mr. Weasley to overhear. Bloody Hell.

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"Pardon?" Ron asked raising an eyebrow.

The boy was shaking like a leaf and looked like he wanted to take back what he said however, "You heard me sir."

Ron sat back in his chair smirking. "How old are you Bob?"

"T…T…Twenty-five, sir."

He wasn't that much younger then him. " Have any brothers and sisters?"

"Y…Y…Yes sir, a little sister Rila two step-brothers Terrence and Tim. Sir no offense or anything but what does this have to do with me getting fired?"

"Who ever said anything about firing you?" Ron asked raising an eyebrow, "I just want to get to know you."

"Yeah right sir."

"Excuse me Ron. Can we get back to the meeting, you can get to know your assistant later." Harry said wiggling his eyebrows suggestively.

"Thank you Harry, now that we have that image in our heads, I call this meeting adjoined." Sirius Black (Head of the Aurors Division) said happily. The Aurors happily adjourned the meeting and proceeded to socialize with each other. Ron eagerly talked to Adan Drooms who had a brother on a Cannon's team.

"Hey Zabani, doing any thing tonight?" Zack DiLeone one of the newer Aurors ( and in Blaise's opinion the most annoying man on Earth who should have been drowned as a baby or just stuck back in.) asked.

"Yes, making passionate love to Ron, why?" most people snickered, while Zack who had turned a lively shade of pink (that was commonly seen on blushing school girls.) Hurried away saying something about his fish and walking it.

" Really they shouldn't have these meetings on Friday, it brings the morale down." Miles Canker said glaring. Yeah right, Mr. Morale-riser. Ron thought to himself smirking Miles Canker was legendary for being an A-class jerk.

"I better go Kay has been planing a vacation for the past three weeks. She'll kill me if I'm late." Adan Drooms said saying good-bye to Ron who for the hundredth time thanked Adan for the season pass to the Cannon's game. Blaise trotted over from talking to Bob and reassuring him that Ron wasn't going to fire him or disembowel.


"Hey Weasley, you've really scared Wyatt." Blaise muttered glaring at her friend.

"Sorry," Ron said not looking the least bit sorry. "Ginny Harry and I are going out tonight, why don't you come?" Ron asked grinning down at his co-worker.

Blaise hesitated. "Umm…okay, do you mind if I bring Bob?"

"Bob?" Ron asked looking confused.

"Yeah, thanks. Bye, see you tonight." She said grinning and trotting back to Bob.

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Harry glanced over to Ron who looked forlorn. Harry nodded at Sirius who was happily chatting away about his new little daughter Kallisto and how she had mastered sleeping through the night. He had told Blaise about the plan and she had happily agreed to it, but why was she talking to Ron still? She was a Slytherin, you could never trust them could you? Harry sighed and glanced at his watch, shit five-thirty, and he and Ron still needed to feed Chudley.

"I'm sorry Sirius but I've got to go, We're suppose to meet Gin and Mione at Susam. I'll come and see Kalli tomorrow." Harry said hugging his godfather good bye.

"Okay and bring Chudley by, Kalli loves dogs."

*******

"Hermione! Oh I 'm so glad to see you!" Ginny said throwing her arms around the older women.

"Me too Gin." Hermione said smiling and patting her on the back. Ginny stepped back and Hermione surveyed her friend. Ginny wasn't on any terms supermodel like, unfortunately she had inherited her father's lanky appearance, flat chest and bright red hair. But love had made her beautiful. No model could achieve the beauty that Ginny had. Even with all the make-up in the world, expensive clothes and tons of fashion experts. " You didn't take off from work to great me, did you?" Hermione asked.

"Yeah, I took the day off. First I had to go over to see Mum about the guest list and then I went to get some magazines, Oh I have the loveliest wedding dress to show you, and then I went around to see some churches, I can't decide if I want an outside wedding or not. Then I had to do some paper work for Mr.Sanderson, you would think that being my own boss wouldn't make me have to do any work for any one else." Ginny took a deep breath while Hermione chuckled, after fifth year Ginny really had opened up and had become the chatterbox.

"Do have any thing that you need help with?" Hermione asked.

"Oh, no it's Friday , lets start Monday okay? Now come on is this all the bags you have?" Ginny asked gesturing to the two shoddy bags on the floor.

"Yes."

"Okey-dokey, come on I made up the spare bedroom for you, blue is still your favorite color right? Hermione nodded and shouldered her bags. "Oh we're going out to eat tonight, is that okay?" Ginny asked leading Hermione down a small canary-yellow hallway.

"Yeah that's fine, where?"

"Susams it's a great little outdoor restaurant, you'll love it." Ginny said turning around and smiling, "Here's your room." Hermione stepped into her room that would be hers for the next three weeks, she hated it. Instead of a baby-blue that she loved, Ginny had painted it bright turquoise perhaps to draw away from the hideous color or maybe because she had some extra paint the bride-to-be had added the bright canary yellow of the hallway. "You love it, don't you?" Ginny asked smiling from ear to ear mistaking the brunette's shocked expression for one of joy. "I was thinking of having the brides maid dress this color."

"NO!" Hermione shouted turning around and almost tripping over her suitcase, it was bad enough that her room was this color but to be seen out in public in a dress of this color….she would slit her wrist. "I mean, it's lovely for a room but don't you think it would look kind of tacky for a dress?"

Ginny thought about this for a minute. "Yeah you're right Mione, I'm so glad you're helping me plan this thing. We have reservations in half an hour get dressed." Ginny said smiling and disappearing with a smile.

Hermione sighed and smiled. Why the hell did I come back?

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