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By the way their is mild swearing in all my stories, so if that offends you, don't read...

The Third Option

Teddy Bears

Tuesday dawned and Ginny woke up with a sense of dread mixed with happiness. No, NOT happiness. Well happiness at having a job that paid her well enough to move into her own London Flat and enough alcohol on the weekends to get completely shit-faced and forget the old days, of the war, of the day when she and Harry were almost.. Friends, that's all they would every be. At the time it was a shit or get off the pot situation and they hadn't had the exlax or guts to get together. But he had saved her, from a fate more terrible than... Shut the HELL UP WEASLEY and get to the shower, don't be late for work.

Harry for his part had been up for hours. Seeing Giny again had some how taken him back to the old days at Hogwarts. Together, hurt yes, but together, she would not have to be hurt again. He wanted to stay there with her together forever in that cave, but it wasn't to be. He could see that now. Up on that same cave Sirus had hidden out in in Harry's third year. Ginny had been missing for days. Harry had even gone down to the Chamber with Ron looking for her.

Everyone thought she was dead. Everyone assumed the Dark Lord had disposed of her. Mr. and Mrs. Weasley had even started to clean out her room. But Harry knew otherwise.

One morning he had woken up, it was dark and stormy. He knew where she was and what to do. Without thinking twice to wake anybody up he left a note to Ron saying:

"Ron I've gone to get Ginny I know where she is. An Austrian went to yodel up a mountain. Bark if your near Hogsmeade."

Harry knew Ron being as thick as he can be wouldn't have a clue, but Hermione, good old Hermione, would know exactly where to find him.

Stop. Harry wouldn't relive it all. All that he had been surpressing since he was 17, what good would it do. He got out of bed and went to get ready for work.

As he stumbled into their office, he noticed Ginny was, researching on the Magiputer2020. It still cracked Harry up that Wizards would use Muggle things, but change the names so they could avoid much connection to the other world. The other world, to which half of them hereditarily belonged.

Neither people in the office commented on what they had done the night previously. In fact they barely said hello.

It was because of a case they had been working on. It was, compelling. Apparently drugs weren't just a Muggle problem. A gang of wizards fashioning themselves "The Recos'" were starting a sort of underground Mafia. Literally, somehow they had been trying for weeks to rob Gringotts, but kept failing dismally due to the well, dragon and unmentionable enchantments of the goblins.

Suddenly an owl appeared baring a box and a note, "What is it Harry?"

"oh, how could I forget, muttered Harry. " Um... well remember what Ron sent me last wensday? That bogart they turned into a dementor and well, HIM?"

"How could I forget, nearly killed me until it turned into a dementor." Ginny said growing pale.

"Well I contacted some connections, and well, I got something special for him," Harry said, as a mischievous grin broke across his face.

"No, your kidding, this is too great! Spiders!" Ginny exclaimed.

" Actually this is the plan," Harry explained as he open the box with his wand, it was full of teddy bears, upon closer inspection, Ginny recognized the insignia of her twin brothers company,

"No Harry, those already traumatized him as a toddler, are you sure about this?"

"Yes, this is serious, he gave us our two greatest fears, and then laughed about it saying it was a joke, lets get him back.

Hermione and Ron were late to the office which was there custom for Tuesday mornings. They had a Monday night drinking ritual. What happened was they left the office, and hit their three favorite bars, always winding back up at Harry's house, which they rented the top floor from him and Harry could hear glass breaking and laughter all night long. Sometime he joined them but usually no, it wasn't his favorite thing to do, watch his two best friends, um... neck.

Quietly, Harry and Ginny crept out of there weird cubicle, magicked office and opened the door to Ron and Hermione's. They laid out tons of Teddy bears. Under the desks, in the rubbage bin, in the hat that was left hanging on the coat rack.

Kinglsy Shacklebot knew they were up to something, they could tell by the look that was on his face as they tip-toed back to their office. However, Tonks gave them a thumbs up.

Fifteen minutes was all the office had to wait, until all hell broke loose in such reckless abandon that a nuclear catastrophe would have been more welcomed.

Ron, hungover, and Hermione, clearly stilled buzzed had slumped into the office, checked their time cards, and swung open the doors of their office.

Immediately the screams started. High pitched male screams and an exasperated swearing came as a added harmony.

Crashing was heard. Everyone in the office turned as Harry and Ginny ran to the door and kept laughing. They door bust open and twenty spiders skidded out. Hermione could be seen inside trying the curse them away into oblivion. This only made them bigger and more terrifying . Even Ginny was starting to get a little scared and started inching her way closer to Harry, which he didn't mind at all. In fact, he extended an arm out to hold her, which she subconsciously accepted. With his other hand he waved his wand lazily so that a barrier spell was placed on the spiders, so they couldn't leave the room.

Ron was, on top of the chair, fighting with all his strength not to look like a five year old. Hermione was practically crying with frustration.

A familiar pop echoed as Fred and George showed up to witness their supposedly ten minutes of glory, which everyone could tell was going to multiply into hours of joy, or exhaustion, depending on what side of the door frame your were on.

"And this, is our Aurors department always working hard, and always giving a hundred and ten percent to their job..."

"Oh crud", Harry had forgotten that the ministry was giving tours to school children and faculty from Hogwarts. It was Dumbledore, McGonagle, and Snape, along with about 20 fifth years. Oh, and the minister of magic Himself, Mr. Arthur Weasley.

Oh crud put this mildly.

Arthur's, neck turned red, Dumbledore started laughing, McGonagle started laughing then covered it up with a twitching frown and Snape, well his lip curled, and his eyes lit up in a sort of triumph.

"I told you, I told you both, he was no good, neither was the lot of them. I knew he was lucky with those few shots, I knew It!" Snape was excited now. The screams from the office were becoming more and more dominate.

"Silence!" Dumbledore spoke and everyone looked at him and quieted. Even the Twins had the grace to look almost ashamed.

" What happened?" Was it just a question? It sounded like Dumbledore was punishing them again at school.

Shush Weasley, your not at school anymore. They can't punish you, but dad can. Despite all of this she spoke up. " Well, sir, last week and unamusing joke was pulled on Harry and myself and, well, we needed some welcome revenge. And that's just what we did."

Dumbledore reached and picked up one of the spiders, it turned back into a teddy