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Ginny sighed and turned around in the mirror again, the red dress would simply have to go.
"Really dear, I don't know what possessed you to by it, did you even try it on?" the mirror asked. "it's obvious from the cut of it that you need something to fill it with. which you sorely lack." Ginny sighed again, what was even more depressing then lacking breasts was a patronizing mirror. There was a a spell….maybe she should try it. Ginny was just about to pull out her wand when she remembered Harry's take on the subject of her ironing board like chest. I think you're great Ginny love, even without some err…equipment. Ginny smiled, merlin she loved him. "Not to mention the color, red? What were you high? And you're too tall for that honestly you like a whore getting ready for work."
Ginny glared at her mirror. " Thank you for you're opinion, future shreds of glass" Ginny muttered the last bit of that to her herself. The red head angrily ripped the pretty red dress off and threw it on her bed and entered her closet that looked a bit like a war zone, with clothes thrown about. "Hmm… what about the yellow one? No wore it last time, the green one? No I look like a Christmas tree .The blue one?"
"I don't think so what about this one?" Hermione asked.
Ginny jumped, Hermione was standing in the middle of the room holding up a peach colored silk dress. Ginny looked at the dress; it was the one that her mum had given her when she and Harry had announced their engagement. "Umm…okay, but didn't it have little bows on it?"
Hermione grimaced. "Yes but I just charmed them off, is that okay? What were you thinking? Buying a dress with bows? A bit four-year-oldish don't you think?"
"My mother gave it to me."
"Oh, that explains it." Hermione said laughing.
"I've got my mother to blame, but what about you? That's got to be the ugliest dress I've ever seen." Ginny said glancing at her friends dowdy brown dress. "What were you thinking?"
"It's sophisticated!" Hermione said indignantly smoothing the fabric down.
"No it's just ugly. You can't wear it to Susams!" Ginny frowned crossing her arms.
"But I don't have anything to wear, how about I stay at home? Ron's going to be there isn't he?" Hermione said frowning.
"Yes, he is my brother and he's my fiancé best friend, he used to be yours too. By the way, what the hell happened?"
"Nothing, come on let's go." Hermione said sighing and twisting a curl around her finger.
"No way, I'm not going to be seen out in public with you dressed like that! Here barrow one of my dresses." Ginny said looking around her room. Her eyes landed on the red dress that she had thrown onto the bed. "Hey how about this one?"
"Uh, no that's okay I'll just get a pair of…"
"Put it on!" Ginny ordered raising her wand. "Or I'll curse you from here to that school of yours."
Hermione raised her hands. "Fine, Fine but don't you think you're a little bossy?"
Ginny threw her head up and laughed. "That's rich coming from Hermione Granger."
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Ron groaned it was bad enough that he had to go to Susams (that in his opinion was an over rated hovel.) but this was the fifth time that Chudley, his new dog had attempted to eat the couch.
"Bad Chudley! Bad boy!" He yelled at the dog.
"Woof!" Chudley said happily gazing adoringly up at his owner and wagging his massive tail that sent a small lamp crashing into the wall (he probably would've made an excellent beater for his namesake.) Hearing the crash the boy who lived rushed out of his room, wand in hand and clad in only a towel.
He caught sight of Ron and smiled one of those I told you so smiles. "Told you we should have kept on driving." Harry said referring to the acquisition of their new canine roommate. Where Ron had threatened to adva kadava him if they didn't stop and pick up the starving stray "Dogs are nothing but trouble, they chew, they eat everything. Things that I did not know were edible, not to mention they shit. Especially this one, Merlin some of that dog's bowel movements are bigger then me!" Chudley whined and looked a bit embarrassed
"Stop it Harry, you've embarrassed him." Ron said bending down and hugging the cow like dog. "Besides you would eat everything too if you had probably been starving since the day you were born. Go get dressed, git, you're scaring me and Chudley for life, no pun intended."
Harry rolled his eyes and fixed the couch and lamp with his wand. "Hurry up we have to be at Susams in ten minutes."
"Can I take Chudley?" Ron asked.
Harry thought about it for a minute. "No"
"Oh come on, it's outside" Ron said glaring at him.
Harry shook his head. "No way, it's a restaurant. You don't take dogs to restaurants, especially ones that'll probably eat the table and chairs for an appetizer."
"There's no sign that says we can't…"
"No!"
"Look Harry, it's either take Chudley with us or have him eat the couch…again."
Harry sighed, why hadn't he took Malfoy up on his offer in first year?
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Hermione stared ahead face as blank as a Hufflepuff's mind, but inside questions were racing through her mind. What was she doing in England? What kind of masochist or women-hater had invented high-heeled shoes? Who was this Chudley that guy that Ginny hated so much? Why couldn't she be friends with some normal non-threatening bride-to-be? And why in the world were they going out to eat at an outside restaurant when it was ten degrees out side?
Ginny stopped outside of a small cottage covered with ivy. "Okay Mione, remember to keep your legs closed…"
"I beg your pardon Ginny!" Hermione said indignity. "I have no interest in your brother at all, he's…"
"Uh, Mione I wasn't talking about my brother, in fact feel free to shag him." Ginny chuckled at her maid of honor's out burst. "I meant it literally, Chudley likes sticking his nose up women's skirts." Ginny said striding into the restaurant. Hermione stared after her What?
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Ron Weasley was ticked, no reason in particular…except that he was about to drown in drool that his neighbors, Chudley and Bob Wyatt were producing. Of course they were salivating over separate things, Bob was drooling over Blaise's low cut red dress and Chudley at the ice cream that two men were sharing the couch apparently hadn't been enough, he had already devoured a small child's ice cream, well not really he had promptly spit that out when the child started sobbing, four unattended plates of pork chops and a birthday cake, and some green thing that Ron did not want to identify.
"Don't even think of it boy." Ron muttered to him. The dog whined and thumped his tail and continued staring at the men and their ice cream.
"Ron, Why so glum?" Harry asked from across the table where he had sensibly placed himself. Chudley found Harry's shoes very tasty, especially when they were on his feet.
"I'm not glum, glum would imply that I'm sad, which I'm not. I'm about to be physically sick if somebody at our table doesn't stop slobbering." Bob immediately sat up from his gazing.
"You know you're right Ron. I think Chudley has something wrong with him, normal dogs don't eat as much as he does or slobber." Blaise agreed. Nobody ever said Slytherins were exactly smart. "Don't you agree Bob?" She asked trying to pull her date into the conversation.
"I don't really like dogs." The brunette said running a hand through his hair and staring at Chudley who had shifted his attention from the couple to Bob and whined.
"Really, why?" Ron asked. Plans of bringing Chudley to work and having Bob pee in his pants with fear forming in his mind.
"Mmm… I was chased by a group of dogs when I little."
"Oh, sorry I brought it up mate. Don't worry about old Chudley…as long as you don't taste good he won't eat you." Ron said grinning. "I'm sure we can ask Blaise what you taste like." His comment was cut short by a threatening growl from Blaise.
Ron chuckled. "Bit protective, aren't we Zabani?"
Harry distracted the two Aurors from the brewing fight. "There they are! Bloody hell, doesn't seven o clock mean seven o clock or is it code for seven ten?" he asked glancing at his watch and then at the late comers.
"Oh don't get your knickers in a twist." Blaise said waving at Ginny, whom she had become good friends with over the past three years. "Wow Granger sure has cleaned up." Ron twisted in his seat just in time to see Hermione "Grace" Granger fall flat on her face.
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Kill ME! Please do it the muggle way or the any way, just take me from this plane of existence Or better yet have crack open up on this floor and sallow me up! Hermione silently pleaded to whomever was watching over her. Which at this moment Hermione doubted anybody was.
Ginny bent down and tugged at her arm. "Don't worry Mione, nobody saw." Right and Draco Malfoy never meant to be a hateful little ferret. Hermione sighed and stood up, schooling her features in a I meant to do that face and looked around the snickering patio. "Come on everybody's over there." Ginny muttered . The duo quickly walked to their seats, Hermione making sure that she didn't kiss the floor again.
"Hello everybody," Ginny greeted smiling happyily and sitting down in the chair that her fiance had pulled out for her. Hermione glanced around the table; Next to Harry was the women that she had seen with Ron last time she was here,next to her was a tall curly haired reddish-brown haired man with the largest brown eyes Hermione had ever seen that must be Chudley, the dirty pervert; and then there was Ron in blue, yea he looked absolutely lovely in blue, he should wear blue everyday. If she was married to him she wouldn't allow him in anything else. Whoa, Where did that come from? A bit controlling aren't we?
"Uh, Hermione?" Hermione snapped out of her musings and looked up at Ron who was now standing next to her looking worried. "Did you bang your head?" He's talking to me! He hasn't talked to me in seven years! Hermione continued to stare at the red head oblivious to a huge orange dog coming up behind her. "Mio…"
"What the bloody hell!" Hermione shirking and jumping away from the cold nose between her legs coincidentally into Ron's arms, knocking him down and onto the floor. Ron apparently couldn't take it any more he burst out laughing. Hermione turned red and pushed against Ron's chest to get out of his hold, Ron however just held tighter and laughed harder.
"Stop it Ron, it's not funny!" Hermione scolded.
Ron snorted. "My…my Hermione Helen Granger just siad Bloody! This is going on my list of favorite memorys, right up there with the amazing bouncing ferrett." He said a starry eyed. "Ah those were the days, bouncy bounce Malfoy!"
The raven-haired witch snickered. "You need a life Weasley. How about you let go of Granger and she can tell us what she's been doing with herself." Ron quickly helped Hermione up, muttering sorry while the tip of his ears turned a lively shade of pink. "You've already met Chudley." She said gesturing to a huge orangeish-brownish dog. "This is Bob Wyatt, Auror trainee and I'm Blaise Zabani, I believe we went to school together?"
"Oh, I thought you were Chudley." Hermione said settling into the chair next to the Ron and the dog that had settled down at Ron's feet.
Ron sniggered. "No Bob only has an interest to get in between one person's legs." He muttered to Hermione who promptly slapped him on the arm.
Blaise oblivious to her co-workers comment continued to vie for hostess of the year award while Ginny and Harry were talking quietly. "So Granger what have you been doing for the past…what seven years?"
Hermione nodded. "I'm a professor of arthimacy at Winders School. It's a little bitsy school in Montana."
"Ugh, I hated Arthimacy." Bob shuddered. "Professor Victor creeped me out, you now not really looking people in the eye."
Hermione smiled, she liked this calm man. "Yeah, he had issues, he thought if he looked you in the eye then you'd steal his soul."
Bob chuckled. "Figures, anybody who has to deal with math day after day will probably go mad."
"That would be Mione." Ron grinned throwing an arm around her shoulder. Hermione stared at the shoulder What's going on?
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Harry Potter grinned. Dinner was going wonderfully, Ron and Hermione were getting along beautifully together just like old times…well no not really. Dinner was marvelous though, the pork chops were great, and dessert was better then…well no not really but it was very good. Chudley had only stolen one rib-eye steak. Ron had taken up for the dog by saying that Chudley was only trying to help the customer's cholesterol stay down. So the only bad thing that was going wrong with dinner was it was coming to an end. Bob and Blaise had already left stating that Bob didn't really know where to Floo to so that they were going to walk home. Yeah Right.
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The cold air hit Ron in the face when they left Susams or as Ron liked to call it Stupids. No good bad words start with an S do they? Ron thought to himself tightening Chudley's leash when he saw a fish and chips stand still open, Merlin who wants a fish at eleven at night?
"Bye, you two." Ginny said hooking arms with Harry and turning around the block.
"So…" Hermione said looking down.
"Yeah." Ron answered.
"Woof!" Chudley said happily, proablly hopeing that they would get some ice cream or maybe some fish and chips.
"You're talking to me?" Hermione asked glancing up at the red head.
"Yeah, forgive and forget right?"
Hermione smiled. "Thanks." hugging him.
He smiled. "No problem, come on Mione. There's a little ice cream parlor around the block. Let's go get some."
An: Yeah I'm done. Please review or Chudley will eat you out of house and home!
