Don't kill me!

One week six days.

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"Umm, Ginny I have err…things to do so could you quickly tell me." Harry requested

"Harry I love," Ginny started again.

"Harry, are you done yet?" A pretty woman with dark brown hair came in.

"Almost, my wand is on my desk" Harry answered. "Oh, Vicky this is Ginny and Ginny this is Vicky, my, er,date."

"Oh," Ginny's went wide. "I came in here to write a note to ask you if you'll fix my heart no wait, I mean pain, no, drain...pipe. I came here to ask you to fix my drain pipe. I gotta go." Ginny left.

"Ginny, are you all right?" Hermione asked worriedly.

Ginny ignored her and apparated to her house, in the middle of her living room.

"Ginny please answer me," Hermione had followed her.

"You knew about that…that…that…lair!" Ginny said through clenched teeth.

"Yes but I was going to tell you." Hermione tried to defend herself.

"When? When they get serious? When they get engaged? When they get married? When they have KIDS?" Ginny yelled.

"No, after their date."

"Now what do I do?" Ginny asked.

"Telling Harry about his child would be a start. He doesn't know that witches feel the effects right away. He is used to the muggle way so you still have about a two or three left."

"Two weeks only," Ginny whined.

"Well you could wait until you give birth to Seamus's child who looks exactly like Harry," Hermione said irritated.

"Maybe I was right before," Ginny sighed.

"What do you mean?"

"That I get an abortion…"

"No Ginny," Hermione interrupted. "I know about this sort of thing. You're not going to stop it."

"Can we not talk about this?" Ginny ordered rather than requested.

"Fine, since Harry is still in the middle of his date I won't start after you until he finishes," Hermione told her.

"Which will be tomorrow morning," Ginny sighed.

"Ginny, Harry won't, believe me I know."

"Is Ron going to have a bachelors night?" Ginny asked, getting an idea.

"Don't think so," Hermione said.

"Are you sure?" Ginny asked slyly.

"Why?"

"Cause I heard," Ginny paused for effect. "Harry talking about it with Neville."

"Hold on," Hermione apparated out.

Noticing the look on Hermione's face before she left made Ginny go after her with a grin.

"RON," she yelled.

There was a very scared looking Ron, a curious looking Luna and Neville, Harry had an amused expression on his face and Vicky looked confused. Probably because everything was all right a few minutes ago and now there was a red faced Hermione in the middle of the room.

"We'll be going," Harry took Vicky's hand and walked out the door.

'Damn it!' Ginny thought. 'My plan of Hermione killing Harry failed.'

"Are you going to have a bachelor party?" Hermione asked, trying to be polite even though her face was still a weird shade of red.

"No," he said looking at her if she were mad.

"Of course not," Neville said too quickly.

Everyone in the room looked at him.

"Err…um…I gotta go," He got up.

Hermione grabbed his arm. "You're not going anywhere."

"What is going on?" Luna asked.

"Fine," Neville sighed. "Harry and I were going to through you a surprise party."

"With beer and stuff?" Ron tried not to look pleased.

"Uh…sure," Neville said.

"When?" Hermione asked shrewdly.

"Tomorrow night."

"Well good for Ron. Ginny is currently planning one for me." Hermione made up.

"Yeah I am," Ginny acted like what she thought an uptight old rich woman would behave.

"One with police man strippers, and beer and teacher strippers and dancing and firemen strippers and a pool and S&M strippers…" Luna trailed off.

"Great," Ron faked a smile. His ears were turning red.

"Good," Hermione said before she grabbed Ginny and Luna's arm and left.

She didn't speak before she went into Ginny's minlted (since wizard technology developed, you can just hold someone, magical or not, and apparate to another place, this is called minlted) room. She let go of their arms. She started to pace back and forth.

"Why are you so upset?" Luna asked.

"I am getting married in two weeks, and I don't even get a party, you do realize that since Ron thinks that I'm getting a party you two have to throw me a party. A wild one, tomorrow night!"

"If you tilt your head to the right you can see smoke coming out of her ears." Luna commented.

Ginny tilted her head and was surprised to see that Luna was right.

"Be serious," Hermione barked.

"Where the hell are we going to get strippers in less than twenty four hours!" Ginny said.

"I can't, tomorrow is Friday, I have classes after classes after classes. And I have to introduce Demiguise to the fourth years." Luna sighed.

"Qudditch season isn't going to be on for months so I'll get the liquor tomorrow." Ginny offered.

"I can get all my friends to come," Hermione said to herself.

"But what about the strippers?" Luna wanted to know.

"Forget them," Hermione's eye's twinkled. "I have other ideas."

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"Where are we going?" Ron asked for the umpteenth time.

"For the hundredth time I'm not telling you," Neville said as he tightened Ron's blind fold.

"You'll see," Harry sighed.

They walked up to Harry's apartment. They opened the door and took of the blindfold.

"Surprise," yelled both Harry and Neville.

Ron eagerly opened his eyes.

The whole room was empty except for the big round table and three chairs that were in a row on the other side of the room.

"I don't know what to say," Ron was definitely surprised.

"That's not only it," Harry recognized the flat tone in his voice.

"Here," Neville put a crown on Ron. "Get a chair and sit."

Ron rolled his eyes, grabbed the middle chair and sat down.

Neville and Harry got the two other chairs and sat opposite to Ron.

Almost instantly the whole room turned into a scene you would find in a King Arthur and the Knights of the Round Table.

"What the…?" Ron could be heard swearing.

"Welcome to your Middle Ages bachelor party, population three." Harry welcomed.

"No strippers," Ron said disappointedly.

"No, Hermione would chop our heads off." Neville informed Ron on what he already knew.

"So, what was your big plan?" Ron asked.

"Just us three hanging out," Neville said as he took out the cards.

"Great," Ron remarked sarcastically. "It's not like we do that, lets see, everyday."

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"Hermione," Ginny called curiously. "Where are we going?"

"To my house," she answered.

"What are you planning?" Luna wanted to know.

"Everyone in my office is coming, and we have lots of beer courtesy of Ginny Weasley, and I have a bunch of strippers coming at nine thirty."

"I thought you said to forget the strippers," Luna remembered.

"Well I wanted to go to a place named the Petting Zoo," Hermione paused. "But it was rented out today."

"The petting zoo?" Ginny asked.

"Don't ask, you won't like it," Luna informed.

"How do you know about it? Wait…don't answer that…I don't want to know." Ginny said.

Hermione stopped in front of her house. She opened the door and went inside and pressed the button on the answering machine.

"Oh no," Hermione muttered after she heard all of the messages.

"What know?" Ginny asked.

"None of my friends can come," Hermione answered.

"I'll cancel the strippers then," Luna said.

"WHY?" Hermione yelled somewhat childishly.

"Because it seems really desperate," Luna said. Ginny nodded.

"No, I have better plans," Hermione smiled mischievously.

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The next chapter will be the wedding! Sorry that I didn't elaborate on the parties in this chapter. REVIEW!