Disclaimer: I just made up this story.

Harry stood in the crowded ballroom with a very irritated Ron. They had been there for five minutes and already Ron was in a bad mood. It didn't get better.

"There she is…" Harry looked up to see Hermione and Tucker coming down the stairs. Her arm was linked with his and she was smiling. She looked happy. Her dress was a navy blue with the back exposed a satin string criss-crossing in the back. Harry turned to Ron who was watching her walk, never took his eyes off her.

"She's beautiful…" Harry frowned.

"Ron." He rolled his eyes and walked towards the bar.

"Yeah, yeah, don't go near her." Harry watched him go then went to go find Ginny. He spotted her and went up and wrapped his arms around her. She smiled and leaned back.

"What are you doing alone?" He asked. She turned around and gave him a peck.

"Waiting for prince charming."

"Did you find him?" She shook her head.

"No. I think he's still stuck in St. Mungos because he decided to use my brother's broken wand." Harry snorted.

"Yeah, well… I don't think you have to worry about him anytime soon." She smiled, and turned to the dance floor where many couples happened to be. She was silent for a moment when she turned to the bar.

"Is he over there?" Harry nodded. She sighed. "Do you think he'll ever get over her?"

"No."

"I didn't think so…"

"My, my… you do clean up well." Ron turned to see a raven haired woman standing behind him. He got up, towering over her.

"Pansy Parkinson. Why am I not surprised?" He looked her over. "No wonder you want to get rid of veelas. They make you look like crap." She glared at him.

"Still the smart ass you were in school I see." He smirked.

"Yes, well at least I don't look like you. One of the things I thank God for everyday." She rolled her eyes.

"That's probably the only thing you thank God for." She said as she pointed to the happy couple on the dance floor. Ron's fist curled.

"What do you want to talk about?" She smiled.

"I thought so. Come with me." He followed her out to the balconies. She stood by the railing. The sky was cloudless and a full moon was out. Poor Lupin, he thought as he leaned against the railing. She turned to him.

"Why do you hang out with those things? Veelas? What's the point of them? I mean, one of your numerous siblings is married to one and one is dating one! That's horrible. What about the rest of us." Ron rolled his eyes.

"Don't you have Malfoy to shag?" She rolled her eyes.

"You have been out of the country long. Draco was arrested. You're bloody saint in there made sure of that. No… Gallagan's been keeping me company." Ron grimaced.

"I don't need to know that you've been screwing that bastard." He narrowed his eyes.

"Where's Gabriel?" Pansy sighed.

"Why? Do you really want her back? Her and Fleur just hog all the attention from all the other ladies."

"She's my partner." Pansy turned to look over the beautiful gardens.

"Gallagan told me about the hallucinations." Ron looked at her.

"What about them?" She smiled, mischievously.

"There only going to get worse. Lead her to do ever more dangerous things." He grabbed her.

"What?" She grinned. Not a good look for her.

"The visions won't wear off anytime soon. They stay with her as long as it has forgotten memories to feed off of."

"She's not seeing things." Pansy rolled her eyes.

"Of course she's not… and I'm not about to tell you when she does see them." He shook her.

"What do you want?" She stared into his eyes.

"For all veelas to die." She hissed. Suddenly, screams came from the ballroom. Ron turned to her. She smiled. He shoved her away and ran into the decorated room. He shoved his way through a crowd to find Harry and a few other Aurors standing over the body of a woman. Ron walked over to Harry, who noticed him.

"She dead."

"How?" Harry shrugged.

"Not anything I know of." He held up a glass.

"Her husband told me that she was drinking this." Ron swore. He took Harry to the side.

"It's Parkinson."

"Pansy?"

"No, Delilah, of course Pansy. She's working with Gallagan." Harry's eyes grew.

"Really?"

"Yeah. She's got this thing against veelas. Though I wouldn't blame her if I looked like that." Harry smirked. They both turned to the body. Ron hit his head.

"She was distracting me. Someone else must have been here." Harry nodded, and pointed to the bartender.

"He admitted to poisoning her. He said he used some Muggle poison." Ron was confused.

"Muggle?" Harry nodded.

"That's what he said." Ron looked over at the man.

"Imperius curse?" Harry shook his head.

"Maybe, except he told us about Gallagan and Gabriel."

"Location?" Harry shook his head again.

"Just meaningless information. This guy was just an errand boy." Ron swore again. Pansy had been distracting him from the bar so that this guy could easily slip something in the veela's drink. Damn. He turned to Harry.

"We need to get Fleur and her family to Grimald place." Harry nodded.

"Ron…" He looked up to see Hermione standing there. He frowned. She was still wearing her dress.

"What?" She frowned also.

"I… I just… look I just wanted to come over and say thank you." He stared at her.

"For what?"

"I never thanked you for saving me." He nodded.

"That's ok…" He waited for her to leave but when she didn't Ron had a feeling that thanking him wasn't the reason she came over here.

"What is it?" She looked at him.

"I…" She stopped. She looked around the room, looking for inspiration. "How come I don't remember you?" Ron froze.

"What do you mean?" She sat down on his old bed and looked at the box he was going through.

"In school… I don't have any recollection of you." He shrugged, trying his best not to go out right and say what he was thinking.

"You were probably to busy to notice." She frowned.

"I would remember a tall red head." He shrugged. She didn't seem satisfied. He got up and walked to the door.

"Could you wait here for a moment?" She nodded and he left. She looked around the room. She hadn't really spent time looking at it when she was placed here a week ago. She stared at the box he had been going through. She looked at the door and then got up and kneeled down by the box. Opening it she pulled out an album. She flipped through it. It was just pictures of the Egyptian trip. She sat that down and went through the box. She then noticed a small box that said Hogwarts 7th on it. She took it out and opened it. What she saw inside surprised her. It was of her last year at Hogwarts, only the pictures inside were of her, Harry and Ron. She took out the first picture. In it, Hermione was standing between Ron and Harry and waving. They were all smiling. As Hermione flipped through the pictures she racked her brain for any memory of these. She was just about to put them up when she found a picture that caused her to freeze up. In it, her younger self was in the library, reading a rather large book. As she was reading, a younger Ron stole up on her and covered her eyes and mouthed something. Hermione said something then turned around and smiled. They then leaned in and kissed. Hermione stared at the photo for a long time until she heard someone enter the room. She turned to see Ron. She held up the photo.

"Is this your idea of a joke?" Ron stared at the picture then at her.

"Hermione…" She tapped her foot.

"Well?" He didn't know what to do. She had just found the one picture he had been looking for and now she wanted to know if it was a joke.

"That picture was taken in our final year." She shook her head.

"That's not possible. I would have remembered."

"Hermione it happened." She shook her head, pointing at the box. He took a step towards her.

"Hermione, we used to go out." She looked angry.

"That can't be true..."

"Hermione-"

"NO!"

"Hermione I-"

"You're lying!"

"Why would I lie to you?" She pushed past him.

"I don't know. But I'm going to find out the truth."

A/N: Well, Ron didn't have to tell her anything. She's just a little to curious.

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