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"Wake up Gin," yelled Sara Hopkins, one of Ginny's roommates, "remember it's a Hogsmeade weekend, and we're going shopping for your wedding today."
Having rid herself of the Weasley bed head, Ginny and Sara joined the long queue in front of the front gates. They headed toward Hogsmeade's most elegant shop, Hogsmeade's Parlor.
"Let's see," said Ginny, "Dean wanted pink bridesmaids gowns with white hems and cuffs."
"Anything you need ladies?" asked the elegantly dressed witch behind the counter.
"Yes, we're looking for pink strapless gowns with white hems. They're for a wedding."
"Really! Who's m'dear?"
"It's mine." said Ginny, blushing a little. The witch behind the counter gave her a smile.
"Well, we have a selection of pink gowns with white hems. They're over near the back."
Ginny and Sara walked toward the dresses.
"Oh look at that one!" said Sara, pointing at a hot pink strapless dress with a blinding white hem.
"Don't you think that's a bit bright? It's for a wedding, not a disco!"
"I wouldn't wear that to a disco anyways!"
"What do you think of that one?" asked Ginny, speaking of a pretty pale pink dress with a creamy white hem."
"I love it! OK, I'm a size wizard 5," said the rather petite Sara.
"OK, Luna and Hermione are 6's, and Parvati and Lavender are both 7's."
"Ms. Jordan, could we please have this dress in a size 5, two 6's and two 7's?"
"Of course," smiled Ms. Jordan, as she wingardium leviosaed the dresses over the counter.
"And how much would it be?" asked Ginny, pulling her wallet out of the pocket of her jeans.
"Oh, you are Ms. Weasley, am I correct?"
"Yes."
"Well, your fiancé, Mr. Thomas, called in and left his Gringrotts wizards check already, all galleons paid for."
"Oh!"
"Isn't that sweet?" cooed Sara.
"Sara!" said Ginny, laughing at her friend, "Ms. Hopkins, would you know of a wedding shop?"
"Yes, near the new coffee shop, Coffee and Cake. It's called Flora's wedding apparel; it has clothing for magical weddings and muggle ones."
"Alright, thank you!" said Ginny, as she walked out the door.
Meanwhile
"Harry," said Ron, "I heard about this new broom that Quality Quidditch Supplies has. Wanna come buy it with me at Hogsmeade?" Ron, although he was an Auror, still kept up his passion for quidditch.
"Sure," said Harry, while absentmindedly ruffling his hair and flipping pancakes. (Ron and Harry shared a flat. Ron ate, Harry made what Ron ate)
"Well, I might be dropping you, 'cause I told Hermione I was going, and we might be going off for some friendly conversation in Madam Puddifoots' you know..."
"More like a sound session of kissing." mocked Harry. Ron's ears turned the color of cherries. Even after a year of dating "his mione," he still hadn't gotten used to the fact that she loved him.
"Well anyways, hurry up with those pancakes."
Meanwhile
Ginny had decided on a beautiful white gown with a cathedral veil and a lace overlay. It trailed ten feet and fit into a three feet, two feet wide bag.
Just then, Sara spied her boyfriend, Charles through the window, talking to Colin Creevey.
"Oh, Gin, so sorry, I have to go see Char, bye!"
Ginny, feeling lonely, set off for the coffee shop next door.
Meanwhile…Again!
"Ron! Harry!" cried Hermione, running toward them, two shopping bags in hand. They were both labeled Hogsmeade's Books.
Hermione kissed Ron then hugged Harry. "Hi! Really, didn't you just see Ginny walk by? Harry, would you mind if Ronnikins and I went off to Madam Puddifoot's?" She dragged Ron away up the grassy slope, stopping for an occasional kiss.
Sighing, Harry set off toward the new coffee shop, Coffee and Cake.
Last Time I Swear!
Ginny was quietly sitting at a booth sipping her coffee, watching the customers walk through the door, when she saw him. She froze in her seat.
"Oh, hey Gin." said Harry, as he walked toward her.
"Just relax Gin." she thought to herself.
Harry slid into the round booth, and gave her a hug.
"How are you doing?" asked Harry.
"Oh, same old same old." replied Ginny. "Same old same old? What kind of answer is that?" she thought to herself.
Suddenly, the waitress came up to take their orders.
"What would you like?" she asked.
"I'll have a mocha latte" said Harry.
"I'll have the same." said Ginny. "So how has work been." she asked, trying to keep the conversation rolling.
"Oh, it's stressful, but I like the challenge." he said, pushing back his hair. Ginny couldn't help but stare, he looked so handsome.
Just then, a waitress tripped and spilled to drinks all over Harry and Ginny. At first, both of them were speechless. They just kind of stared at each other. Then, both of them just started to laugh. They couldn't stop laughing, because both of them looked so hysterical!
"Look at you!" said Harry, trying to keep breathing.
"I think you look worse!" said Ginny, clutching her stomach with laughter.
Both of them stood up to go use the bathroom to try and clean up. There was only one bathroom, so the decided to both go in to try and clean up the sticky mess.
"Here," said Harry, grabbing a paper towel. He started to clean off her face. As Ginny watched him, she saw something change in his eyes.
"You know Gin, you look really pretty."
"I do?" she said, feeling a little nervous.
"Ya," said Harry, as he put his hand through her hair. Suddenly, in what seemed like no time at all, their lips were touching. Ginny was surprised at first, but then she couldn't help but give in. What was only a couple of minutes seemed like an eternity to Ginny. Harry put his hand behind her back, as to pull her closer. This jerked Ginny back to reality.
"What's the matter?" asked Harry, for Ginny had tears in her eyes.
"I can't…that didn't just…you and me…oh Dean." tears started falling quicker now.
"Gin," said Harry, reaching out to put a hand on her shoulder, but she pulled away. As quick as lightning, she turned and ran out the bathroom door.
Sorry it took so long. I was assigned to type this up, which is bad, because I hate typing. Then something really big happened to me, which kept me busy for a while. Please except my deepest apologies, oh and PLEASE review