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VI

"So why exactly are you here?" Harry hissed at me after he draged me away to another side of the Weasley's garden.

"I told you, I came here to congradulate Hermione and Ron in person." I rolled my eyes.

"Okay, let me rephrase that. Why are you hereat my engagement party." Harry hissed at me.

"What?"

"Don't play innocent. I know that they're trying to break me and Beth up. They think that it's too soon, and all of that shit."

"Yeah, because they're worried about you! They happen to care if you move too soon!They just want you to be happy with someone who they think that you will like for more than two years!" I whisper furiously trying to keep my vioce down so that people (Beth) don't come looking for us.

"And would that person be you? What, did you want to reconsider playing with my feelings again!" Harry shouts.

"Keep your voice down Harry!"

"Oh yes, because you wouldn't ever want to be seen with me!" Harry shouts, but quieter this time.

"Harry, I'm saying this as one person to another. Get your head out of the clouds and look down to earth. The wizarding world needs thier hero to be ready to face Voldemort and live. You can't get married yet. You put her at a huge liability if you do that. And please tell me that the only people who know about your relationship are those at this party." I say scoldingly.

"And you care why? Last I remeber you moved away to get as far from me as you could!"

"Yes, because I'm incappable of feeling anything even remotely good, aren't I? I'm just some big bad blotch on your record. I don't give anyone else's feelings in mind when I make my desicions do I? Oh of coarse not, because that would be giving me to much credit woudn't it?" I hiss at him.

"It's nice to see that you're honest with yourself now."

"I have always been honest with myself. And even if I am how I just described myself, at least I'll be alive for a couple more months."

"What happens in a couple months? Hurting another person?"

"What I do is none of your business. I hope that you have a wonderful time being married to your fiance, and I can hardly wait for that phonecall Harry." I glare as I begin to go back to the party.

"Don't call me 'Harry'."

"Why not? I've always called you that."

"Don't call me 'Harry'. You weren't like you used to be when you called me that."

"True, I was drunk then. My mistake." I say back as I start making my way back again.

"I thought you said that it was just run of the mill sex? If you're upset about it still, then doesn't that mean that I was right?" Harry asks me.

"Any girl is going to be upset." I glare back at him.

"Oh yes, forgive me, I forgot. You always wanted toloose your virginitywith someone you loved. My mistake." Harry says angrily.

"You are such a god-damned bastard! You really don't give a fuck about anyone else do you?" I shout angrily.

"Obviously I gave a fuck about you!And I was just a one nightstand, I mean nothing to you at all. In case you'd forgotten, you hate me. So if you hate me so much, why are you giving a flying fuck what I do?" Harry shouts back.

"What's going on here?" Beth asks, glaring at me with so much hate that I want to escape.

"Well, we were just catching up, and then I remembered a meeting that I had canceled had just been re-booked. Sorry to cut this visit short. Good luck." I say before I march up to the party, grab Hermione and get on the nightbus with her.

"Yes, yes, we know already." I say handing Steve the money before he can say anything. I then drag Hermione to the very back on the second floor where nobody is located. Because it's night, there are beds everywhere.

"What happened?" Hermione asks worriedly.

"Oh nothing much, me and Harry-no excuse me, he wishes me to call him Potter-got into a row and I was about to leave when Beth came up. I'm not sure how much she heard, but nothing would have been to much." I say with mock cheer.

"And what was his fight about?"

"Well, it started out about you all worring about him, then it moved on Beth's security with Voldemort still around. And then, it got onto the never ending shouting match about why I left."

"And does he know?"

"Nope. I already explained my reasons back ther to you, and I'm certainly not going to do so in public. Now how long will this concealment charm last?"

"I'll take it off once you get on the skyplane." Hermione sighed. "You really should tell him. He's obligated to know, and the longer you hold it off, the worse it'll be."

"I don't care at the moment."

"Yes you do." Hermione rolled her eyes.

"Yes, but lets not go spreading aroung things like that.Harry might hear about them."

"I thought that he was 'Potter'?"

"Yeah, but when have I ever done what he wanted me to?" I laugh but wince slightly at memories of our fights.

"Remember to write to me about anything that happens. Any little thing that has to do with your dialy life that you need help on. I mean it. I'm our bridesmaid, it's my duty." I hug Hermione as I get off of the nightbus and get ready to go on the skyplane.

"Bye."

"Bye."

A/N-Thank all of you who have read Just Business and What is up of Vindicated.

bye, MK