A/N: I had to change the whole story! So sorry, you might want to kill me but i think it´s better this way.

"No way." Harry stared in desbelief at the invitation in his hand. "Hermione Granger and Ronald Weasley invite you to their engagement party. Please confirm assistance by owl."

"I know." Ginny Weasley said as she held her boyfriend's hand. "And the prats actually celebrate this."

"I didn't know a thing," said Harry as he and Ginny walked over to the telephone booth, or better known as the entrance of the Ministry of Magic.

"I dunno why you like to walk," Ginny said crossly. "I prefer to apparate."

"Yeah, yeah," Harry said blankly as he finished talking to the broken telephone. He handed Ginny her badge and Harry sighed.

"We had a funny murder over Wales, a seven year old was found….urgh, I hate accurate descriptions." Luna Lovegood was walking beside Harry, her long blond hair tied in a ponytail. She was wearing glasses and her dreamy look had almost faded. But she was still Luna.

"Has someone gone to investigate?" Harry said as they entered his office.

"No. The Minister said it was your job." Luna stared intently at Harry to see his reaction.

"Great. He should do his job first and then criticize me all he wants," Harry muttered, hating Percy Weasley.

"You are not talking about my dear brother, are you?" Fred and George Weasley were standing in Harry's doorway, a big smile in their faces.

"Fred! George! " Harry said as they shook hands. " I thought you were still in America!'

"Yeah, well," George sighed dramatically. "Salem is not such a good market."

"And George wanted to see his girl," Fred mocked. George went all red and glared at Fred.

" I thought that Angelina required you, my dear brother," George muttered.

"Gee, George," Luna sneered. "I didn't know that you had a girl here in London."

"I don't," George said hastily. "Anyway, we came to pay Hermione a visit. We had some trouble with some house-elves. They won't accept a pay rise."

"Can I work with you?" Harry asked hopefully. "I could use the pay rise."

"Ha," Fred grinned. "I would never make the Boy-Who-Lived an imitation of an elf. We also wanted to ask Hermione the exact reason why she's marrying Ron."

"Probably hit her head or something," George said, shaking his head. "Well, Harry. I guess I'll see you at the engagement party."

"Yeah," Harry shrugged. Fred and George dissaparated and Luna stared quizzically at Harry.

"What?" Harry asked.

"Nothing." Luna continued taking notes. "So, we have to go to the girl's parents house right now. Verlaine will go with us."

"Oh no, not Verlaine," Harry moaned.

"Harry Potter, Get over the fact that Raven Verlaine feels nothing but hate and disrespect for you," Luna said as she rolled her eyes.

"I don't promise you anything," Harry muttered as Raven entered the office.

"I got the memo," Raven said in a cold voice. She had long, black hair and had cold, black eyes. She always glared at Harry.

"Where are we going?" Harry asked as he took out his pot of floo powder.

"Floo powder?" Raven asked coldly.

"Floo powder," Luna echoed happily. "Corner's manor, in Wales."

"There we go," Harry mumbled.