A.N/ I've been able to update so fast because my husband has been out of town and I haven't been busy at work at all. So here goes another chapter to part 3 of the saga. Hope you guys like!


Chapter 5

The preparations for the Potter/Weasley Wedding was in full spin and everyone was trying to help Ginny out as much as possible. Harry tried his best but with being Quidditch Captain, Head Boy, and keeping up with all of his N.E.W.T.s classes it was hard. Adora and Susan had about the same problem, except Susan was also raising a baby and that Adora was Head Girl.

Ginny got plenty of owls from her mum and Arabella with suggestions and bridal magazines, and of course Bridget helped Ginny out with as much as possible.

A couple days later late at night Ginny turned to her best friend Bridget, "Hey Bridge?"

"Yeah Gin?"

"Would you mind doing me a favor?"

"Sure anything."

"Would you be my Maid-of-Honor?"

Bridget's eyes bugged out, "Me! Are you sure? You sure you wouldn't rather Adora, Susan, or Colin instead?"

"Well I'm not sure if Colin likes emerald green dresses, and Adora and Susan have already agreed to be my bridesmaids. They figured you'd be my Maid-of-Honor."

"Well what about Harry's plans for the Wedding?"

"We haven't been able to discus it yet. We've both been so busy, but today's Hogsmede trip we're going to leave at like three o'clock, so we can do some planning with one another. We better get down to breakfast before the boys eat it all."

To Harry's annoyance, soon all of Hogwarts knew about this year's 'Hottest Couple.' Which just infuriated Harry to his end's wit. Yes, this year's 'Hottest Couple' was none other than Harry's baby sister, Bridget Potter and Neville Longbottom.

Ron chuckled at Harry that morning, "Well mate, now you know how I felt when everyone dropped their jaws over Ginny last year."

"Stuff it Ron, just stuff it."

The day only got worse for Harry as Bridget had ditched her old décor. Usually Bridget sported a bun on the top of her head with a quill sticking out of it, lip gloss, and her uniforms. Her skirt was always right on her knees, a total tomboy.

Today on the other hand Bridget was all grown up, as today was the first Hogsmede trip, early October. Bridget has her hair straight down, with the ends curled a bit, and it was down today instead of the usual ballerina bun. Bridget's hair now reached her lower back. Not only was Bridget's long hair and hazel eyes with green fleck in it captivating to the boys at Hogwarts…so was her body and outfit.

Bridget had a mid-thigh tiller black skirt, that showed off her milky, long legs. An off the shoulder pink corset top with black strappy heels. Light pink eye shadow, black mascara and eyeliner, and lip gloss did the trick.

"Wow Harry!" Ron gasped, "Bridget's bloody hot!"

Harry elbowed his best friend and stormed off to tell Bridget off, "WHAT IN BLOODY HELL IS THAT!"

"A skirt and a top."

"Looks like your under garments!"

"Shut up Harry!" Ginny, Bridget, Adora, Susan, and Arabella said at the same time.

Bridget walked off with Susan on their way to The Three Broomsticks. Susan had Breeanna in her stroller and they were off to Honeydukes as Bridget had a date with her boyfriend at The Three Broomsticks. Bridget said goodbye and agreed to meet Susan at five o'clock outside of The Shrieking Shack.

Two hands when over Bridget's eyes when she was on her way there, "Who's there?" No answer. "Am I suppose to guess who you are?" The hands shook her head in a 'yes' motion.

"Harry?" No was the motion.

"Ron?" No again.

"Susan?" No yet again.

"Gin?" Still no.

"Draco?" Nope.

"Neville?" No, and Bridget was surprised. The person spun her around and Bridget would have screamed if she could have found her voice.

"Wha…what are you doing here?" She stuttered and he looked at her sadly.

"I figured you'd want to see me."

Bridget shook herself, "Of course I'm happy to see you!"

He pulled her into a hug ands he began to forget about Neville. "How did you know I'd be here?" She asked pulling back but holding both of his hands.

"I owled Dumbledore to see when your next Hogsmede trip was. He gave me the whole schedule. I've got two surprises for you."

"What is it?"

"Well one I'm not giving you until your birthday, and the other one is that I'll be teaching at Hogwarts as of November first! I'll also be helping Dumbledore look at for the school, you know Order business."

"What!" Bridget asked just remembering her boyfriend, Neville.

"Yeah!" Oliver said kissing her cheek, mistaking horror for happiness. Bridget blushed at the kiss, "Merlin Bridget. You look amazing."

"Thanks," she said blushing again.

"I'll be arriving on the thirty-first, your birthday. I hear their having a Halloween Ball." Bridget nodded, "Would you like to be my date?"

"Oliver," Bridget said putting her hands on his chest. "I would love to but…"

"But?"

She nodded, "I don't think a teacher and student can go together."

"Yes we can, as long as you're not my student."

"What are you teaching and how can you be sure that I'm not taking your class?"

"Well I'm teaching first year flying lessons, and in case you're back in first year and learning to fly a broom again. Also refereeing Quidditch games."

"What happened to Madam Hooch?"

"In Rome."

"Rome?"

"Order business."

"I'm kind of with someone right now."

Oliver stood back amazed.

"Bridget!" A voice called from behind her and she flinched. When he caught up with her he kissed her cheek and put his arm around her protectively. "Hey Wood!"

"Neville," Oliver said looking at Bridget with disbelief. "Take care of her, Merlin knows she's a beauty."

Oliver walked off, Bridget felt a pain in her heart, and Neville clueless. "He's right you know?"

"What?"

"Wood said you're a beauty, he's right you know?"

Bridget and Neville walked to the Three Broomsticks together. Bridget only thinking of Oliver and Neville thinking of what a beauty he had on his arm.

"Hey! Wood!" Oliver turned around to see none other than Sadie Potter-Malfoy.

"Hey Potter! I mean Malfoy!"

"What a coincidence!" She laughed with the stroller at her fingertips, "You're here on a Hogsmede trip. Ran into Bridget yet?"

"Yeah I did," he growled.

"What's the matter?"

"Met her boyfriend too."

"Harry told her not to, he asked her about you guys."

Oliver shook his head, "I was to late Susan. I couldn't expect her to wait on me to come around."

"We'd rather you with her than Neville."

"Why?"

"Neville's changer…we don't like her with him."

Oliver chuckled, "Harry will never like her with anyone."

"True," Susan nodded. "But he'd still rather her with you then him."

"I'll see you later," Oliver walked off and Susan shook her head pushing Breeanna to the next shop muttering, 'Poor guy.'

"Bridget? Bridget? BRIDGET!" She came back to reality.

"Huh?"

"Where have you been?" Neville asked frowning at his girlfriend.

"Thinking."

"About?"

"Uh," she had to make up a good excuse. "The Halloween Ball."

"Yes, the theme is Muggle things. Slytherin's are all protesting not to go."

Bridget shrugged, "Probably Madam Justine's. She most likely heard about the attire and ordered as many as possible."

"Let's go buy our costumes!" Neville said dragging Bridget out of the pub.

Bridget had never been so aggravated in her entire life. Bridget was dressing up as Juliet and wanted Neville to be Romeo. Neville threw a fit saying he wasn't going to wear that 'frilly' costume. Bridget was totally humiliated when Neville's costume ended up being an American snack, a Twinkie. A huge yellow Twinkie. Bridget knew she was going to die the night of the Halloween dance.

Bridget was so furious with Neville that she didn't spot the person come in behind them.

The lady at the counter smiled at the person across from her. "Good day sweetie, can I help you?"

"Can you tell me what that young lady bought?"

The lady at the counter smiled, "Miss Potter purchased our blue velvet Juliet dress, very renaissance."

The person smiled, "Very much like Bridget. Can you tell me what the boy got?"

The lady laughed, "Our Twinkie costume."

"Go figure. Can you get my measurements for the Romeo costume?"

"Sure darling, just the costume?"

"No the whole package, sword and everything."

True to his word, "Oliver Wood showed up at Hogwarts on October thirty-first. Everyone except Susan and Bridget were surprised to find out that Oliver would be teaching and taking Madam Hooch's place. Classes had been cancelled for today for Halloween and to prepare for the dance that night.

All the Potter women were getting ready for the dance in the Heads Common Room.

Harry and Ron were too busy catching up with Oliver on the school grounds.

"You know he still fancies you, Bridget." Susan said curling her sister's hair.

Bridget blushed and shook her head no, "We're only friends. Besides I'm with Neville."

Ginny's nose curled up, "Yes but he is a bit…dim. No offense. You haven't seemed as interested in Neville since you bumped into Oliver. Sure Neville is hot this year, but who are you most attracted to?" Ginny asked applying her own make up.

"So you are Juliet and Neville's Romeo?" Adora asked.

Bridget shook her head and was on the verge of tears, "No! he wouldn't do it! He refused to wear the tights."

"Then what is he?"

"A…a…a…Twinkie!"

All of the girls' eyes popped out, "You mean those Muggle American snacks?" Susan asked in horror.

Bridget nodded, "Unfortunately yes."

At twenty minutes to eight, all of the girls were ready. Ginny and Harry would be dressed as Cassandra and Godric Gryffindor. Susan and Draco were going as a Count and Countess. Breeanna was going to be babysat by a second year in Gryffindor. Adora was going to be Snow White and Ron would be her Prince Charming.

Everyone just happened to laugh at Neville and he was getting on her nerves terribly. Bridget wanted to find a hole to crawl into and die.

Somehow Seamus had snuck some Firewhisky into the dance and by nine, Neville was trashed. Bridget was so angry that she would have broken up with him, except that he was completely passed out.

Hannah Abbott was on Blaise Zambini's arm, Hannah was Sleeping Beauty and Blaise, her prince. Just disgusting!

A man dressed in a Renaissance costume…the Romeo costume she wanted Neville to get. He had a mask to hide all of his face, but his mouth.

"Who are…"

"Shh!" He said putting his soft fingers up to her lips, "Dance with me." He whispered huskily and she didn't object.

"You're so lovely, my dear Juliet." She blushed and he pulled her closer.

Many whispers began around Bridget and her mystery man, but she ignored it…this felt right. So right.

He cupped her face and she felt like she was floating in his misty gray eyes. "I've wanted to do this for a long time." He gave her the most intimate kiss she'd ever experienced in her entire life.

Bridget felt on fire, she was so close to his body…and yet she wanted more. When they pulled away it was only because they both needed to breath.

"Tell me who you are," she pleaded.

"I promise I will twenty minutes before the ball is over. Just let me hold you," she nodded.

"Who is that guy eating her face!" Harry asked outraged to his fiancée.

"We'll know soon enough," she said with a knowing smile. Harry looked over to Neville's passed out body in disgust.

"I told her she could do better."

"She has to learn on her own Harry."

Draco held his wife close, "Is that who I think that is with Bridget?" Susan nodded and Draco chuckled, "Go figure."

The Halloween Ball ended up being a wonderful outcome. Harry and Adora were very proud of themselves and their Prefects.

Ron spun Adora around the dance floor and gasped when he saw that Bridget was in someone's arms that didn't belong to Neville."

"Who!" He asked turning to his girlfriend.

"My lips are sealed."

The dance began to wind down, and before Bridget knew it, it was time to fid out who her Romeo was.

'Romeo' pulled her into a room she'd never seen before.

"Before I show you and you get all angry…can I have one last kiss…it's all I ever wanted." Bridget wanted to object, she wouldn't hate him she couldn't. Before she had time to tell him this, their lips had met again.

Bridget felt passion, love, and lust. She pulled back, "Please. I need to know." He nodded sadly and once the mask was off, she gasped. "You?"

Salem, Massachusetts…

Autumn had just got Desdemona asleep, when there was a rapping at the door. "Merlin," she sighed. Who is it now?"

There had been a Halloween Ball, but Autumn didn't go. Her friends had been bugging her all night, but she refused to go.

Autumn would have screamed when she opened the door, except that Desi was asleep.

"What are you doing here!" She hissed.

Vincent Crabbe engulfed Autumn in a kiss and her body went limp. She'd missed him so much, "Take me back."

"No," she said choking back a sob.

"I left for you."

"What!" Her eyes about to pop out, "He'll kill you!"

"He's after Desi and you. He's ordered you killed but he wants the baby."

"What! Wait…how did you know I'd be here?"

"Guessed."

"That means he'll find me too!"

Crabbe shook his head, "He's headed to Milan."

"Milan?"

"Fashion capital."

"Oh!" She giggled, "Perfect!"

He pulled her close, "Let's get hitched."

"They think I'm a widow, to Darryl Morris."

"We'll say that I'm Darryl and you were miss informed."

"We're getting married then?"

Hogwarts…

The room they were in was a teachers office, "You!" Bridget repeated staring at the man in front of her. "How…how? How did you know what I was going to wear?"

"I watched you and I was how angry you were about the Twinkie." She blushed, "Bridget I need you. Please don't hate me. This is what I want, what we had tonight is what I want."

"Oliver…I don't know what to say."

"I love you Bridget," she gasped and he chuckled, "What's that?"

Her hands went over a gold necklace with a Quaffle as the charm. "Neville gave it to me as my birthday present."

Oliver snorted, "Gold? Quidditch? You hate gold jewelry, you only like silver. You only attend Quidditch by force of your family and friends."

"Neville's a Gryffindor Chaser."

Oliver kissed her neck and whispered into her ear. "He can never love you like I do, he'll never treat you like I can. Bridget, be mine."

"I…I…"

Oliver nodded and pulled a velvet box office of his desk, as the were in his office. "This is your birthday present from me."

She opened it and gasped, "Oh Oliver, you should have! I can't believe you remembered." In the velvet box was a charm bracelet. There was a wand, broom, cauldron, witches hat, ballerina slippers, heart, flower, and a high heeled shoe.

"Of course I remembered, I love you." He brought his lips to hers and she set her present down, soon forgotten.

As the kisses increased so did the heat and some how they ended up in Oliver's private quarters. Oliver's costume off and he was only in his under ware. Oliver was spreading kisses from her neck and down her back to where he was unzipping her costume. Oliver locked the door and turned to Bridget lying on his bed in her undergarments as he took the last piece of clothing off of his body, so that he had nothing on.

He lay beside her, "Are you sure we're not pushing this? You're still with…him."

"Only because he was so pissed that he passed out. I'm ready. You know the contraceptive spells?"

He nodded and placed his forehead to hers, "Bridget we don't have to do this. Just lay by me tonight."

"I love you too," she whispered but he heard her loud and clear.

"You don't have to say it because I…"

"I didn't, I do love you. I want this, I want you."

He smiled at her, "I want you too."

"Then have me," she purred.

"Are you sure? Because once I start I won't be able to stop."

"Good, don't."

Oliver said the spells for her and himself and climbed on top of her. He unhooked her bra and undressed her until she was as bare as he was. And he began to slip into her, to become one. So that there was no ending, that Bridget and Oliver was one.

Being her first time she gasped and he was gentle, trying not to hurt her at all. She looked up at him with only love in her eyes and he kissed her all over as they made love for hours.

Meanwhile…

Ginny was changed and washed up. Bridget's hangings were closed and she decided she'd wake her friend up to ask about her 'mystery man.' Bridget's bed was empty. Ginny's lip curled up, where was Bridget. 'Duh with Oliver,' Adora said inside of Ginny's head.

'Well yeah, but where are they!'

'I don't want to think about it.'

Susan picked up Breeanna in Gryffindor Common room from the babysitter and saw Ginny pacing in the Common Room.

"Something the matter?"

Ginny nodded, "Bridget isn't in her bed. I haven't seen her since the dance."

"Maybe she's spending the night with him."

"That's what I'm afraid of."

"Afraid?"

"If Harry finds out."

"Uh, oh."

"Ow!" Susan yelled, grabbing her head.

"What's going on!" Draco asked sitting up putting his arms around his wife.

"Ginny and Adora are upset."

"What now?" He said throwing himself back into the bed.

"Bridget hasn't been in her bed all night and their keeping this from Harry."

Draco sat back up, "Oooh. Do you think she had something with Wood last night."

Susan nodded, "I wouldn't doubt it. Those two have been nuts about each other for ages, but neither one of the would tell each other."

"Yuck, too complicated. Now come back to bed before the baby wakes up." Susan smiled at Draco's intents but then there was a cry from the other room and Susan sighed.

"I'll get her," Draco said kissing his wife's forehead. "I change her, get a bottle ready, and then bring her in here with us.