A/N Hey, yaah, I know I've got about twenty million other unfinished stories, but Déjà vu will up updated soon, I promise!
No, I own nothing, except that really delicious blonde Slytherin that is sitting on my couch right now, kidding!
You are cordially invited to a dinner party at Draco and Ginny Malfoy's Manor, at 7:00 p.m., Saturday, the 22nd. Please RSVP by…
Harry flung the invitation across his desk. How could she, really? He knew he shouldn't have broken up with her in the sixth year, but it was for her own benefit, for goodness sakes! Then he had to go get rid of the Horcruxes, and then there was the thing with Cho, and Pansy, and Parvati, and Lavender, and Hannah, but honestly! Couldn't she have just waited for him? Was it too much to ask, that while he was off saving the Wizarding World that she just wait for him? No, she had to decide to date the entire Slytherin house, and then get married to the Slytherin Prince himself. Not only that, but the man that killed Dumbledore. Well, except for the fact that Dumbledore wasn't really dead, he had just gone in hiding to help Harry out, but really. If it hadn't been a ruse, then he would have killed Dumbledore. Instead, he was the valiant spy against the Dark Side, the one who, with his Father, helped Bring The Dark Side Down. Stupid. Honestly, who believed that? Aside from the entire Wizarding World, no-one. And they would realise one day what prats they were being and condemn the Malfoys too.
'Ooh, Harry, wouldn't it be such fun to go?' Pansy asked, leaning across her boyfriend's desk. It was sooo fabbity fab that he was head Auror, and the Saviour of the Wizarding World, with Draco.
'Erm, I dunno Pans,'
'Plllleeeeeaaasseee?' She put on her puppy dog face, which was so alarming Harry immediately agreed.
'Sure, Pans. I'll have Maddy call.'
Once the large bosomed girl left, Ron breathed a sigh of relief. He was Assistant Head Auror, so he shared an office with Harry. With Harry, Ron, Hermione, who was visiting, Pansy, and her two boobs, there really was no room in there at all, and it was a large office.
'Yaah, I do think that it's a good idea that you see Gin, Harry. You've ignored her for long enough, don't you think?' Hermione asked.
Harry turned to look at Hermione. The Healer was dressed casually in tight blue robes, her hair cascading over her shoulders. She had definitely grown up since their time at Hogwarts, her hair was less bushy, her teeth normal size. She was currently dating Viktor Krum, although she had been spending a lot of time around Ron lately.
'I haven't been avoiding Ginny.' Harry snapped.
Hermione raised an eyebrow. 'You haven't talked to her since her wedding, and that was a year ago.'
'Yaah, well, she married Malfoy, didn't she?'
Ron shrugged. 'Hey, mate, I was rather pissed about that too, but he's actually not that bad. A real laugh to be around. He, Fred, and George get along really well. And Mum adores him.'
'Your mum only likes him because he's rich.' Harry growled.
'Harry!' Hermione gasped. 'Are you jealous of Draco?'
'If you are, you better be afraid that Pansy might send Juan and Diablo after you.' Ron warned.
'Who?' Hermione asked, perplexed. When Ron put his hands in front of his chest, she whacked him over the head, laughing.
'Funny, Ron.' Harry rolled his eyes.
'Well, see you tomorrow at eight.' Hermione smiled, and dissaperated.
'You're not really planning on going, are you?' Harry demanded of Ron.
'Ginny gets really upset if you miss one of her parties. She's a regular society hostess now.' Ron replied.
Harry shrugged. 'I told Pansy I'm going.'
'And Juan and Diablo.' Ron joked, and ducked the paper ball that Harry threw at him.