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Chapter Ten

Hermione stepped out of Ginny's fireplace and found Seamus standing in the kitchen.

"Just for the record, Gin, love potion is two words." she heard him say, but was nearly knocked over as Harry exited the fireplace.

"Harry, wait, Seamus is here." but it was too late. They had caught his attention. Harry pushed past Hermione and stood to face the other man.

"Seamus, I know what you think, but let me explain." Just a minute too late, he saw Ginny sitting on the counter, smiling. "What?" he whispered. Gin slinked off the counter and put her hand around Seamus' waist.

"Calm down, Harry. I have spoken to him and I think he finally understands." she tipped her head up slightly and Seamus met her gaze.

"It's alright mate. I think Hermione is the one who deserves the apology, from all sides." he nodded his head in her direction and Hermione blushed.

"Oh really?" she said gratefully as sheintertwined her fingers with Harry's. "I just wanted everyone to be happy." Ginny's eyes grew wide as they darted towards their hands and without a second glance, nearly pummeled them both to the ground.

"Oh, I'm so happy for you!" she shouted.

"Thanks Gin. Seamus, could you remove your girlfriend please?" Harry huffed.

"Fiancé, but sure." he grabbed Ginny by the arms and pulled her lightly to him.

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Ron was seated at his desk, waiting for the rest of his players to show up, when an owl swooped through his window. It was Harry's. Ron just stared at it for few moments until it started to peck his fingers lightly.

"Alright, alright." he snatched the scroll from the birds leg and fed him a treat.

"You can leave now, bloody bird." but theowl stayed put as he unrolled his letter.

Ron,

I don't even now where to start. I'm sorry for everything I have put you through the last few days. I know I was a prat, but I'm hoping, if I promise to never touch Draco in a non platonic way ever again, that you can forgive me and meet Hermione and I for dinner tonight. I'm not going to pretend that everything will go back to normal, but please know that I never meant to hurt anyone. Hermione and I are back together, hopefully for the last time. Meet us at the Three Broomsticks around 7.

Harry

Ron looked up to see the bird staring at him.

"No, I don't think you will be getting my reply. Run along now." he swatted the bird across his desk and it finally took off out the open window.

Draco sat in his office at the ministry, staring at the fire. He had so much to think about now. He heard a rush of wings and glanced toward the window. There stood Harry's owl, looking at him expectedly. Draco crossed the room and took the scroll from his leg. 'This should be interesting.' he thought to himself.

Draco,

I know there is nothing I can say to undo what I have done. I am truly sorry for all of the trouble I caused you and Ron. As a peace offering, Hermione and I would like to invite you and Ron to the Three Broomsticks for dinner tonight at 7. If you wish to come, please send your reply back with Sirius.

Harry

Draco sighed deeply. This could either be really good or very, very bad. He decided to take his chances and wrote a short reply.

Harry,

I will be there tonight, but I make no promises. I need to see first hand that you are sorry in order to forgive you. As for this 'Hermione and I', would that imply that she took you back? Just wondering.

Draco

Draco tied the scroll to Sirius' leg and watched him fly out the window.

Hermione stood agape at that last statement, but grabbed Ginny's left hand so quick she even surprised herself. There was an emerald cut diamond with two princess cut diamonds on each side. It was breathe taking and so right for her. Now it was her turn to squeal as she pounced on Gin, jumping up and down. Realizing how out of control she was getting, she removed herself, regained her posture, but kept a sickeningly sweet smile on her face the entire time.

"I'm so happy for you, I told you he would come back and in force, Seamus, I'm impressed really. You should teach Harry here a thing or two." she said pocking Harry lightly in the side.

"Hey, now that's not fair. We just got back together and already you're pressuring me into giving up what freedom I have left. Be nice." he pocked her back just as softly. Hermione, very uncharacteristically suck out her tongue and then laced her lips with a good natured smile.

They all sat down for a quiet lunch and eventually drifted into a comfortable silence.

"Well," Harry said breaking the silence. "I have some owls to send and it's nearly 1:30, 'Mione." again, he laughed as she shot up from her chair whispering about always being late around him. "Remember, Three Broomsticks at seven, 'Mione." she just mutely nodded her head as she stepped over the grate. Then she was gone, followed closely Harry.

Ron stepped into Draco's apartment a little past six to find it empty.

"Draco." he yelled into every room. He was usually home by 5:30. "Draco." he tried again, but there was no answer. Just as he entered the living room he heard the floo. Draco stood in the fireplace, hands full of grocery bags. Ron rushed over to grab a few. "Hey" he said as he sat his bags down on the kitchen counter. As soon as Draco was free of his bags too, Ron wrapped his arms around his boyfriend's waist and kissed him soundly, grazing his fingers lightly over the small of Draco's back.

"Not that I'm complaining, but what was that for?"

"I love you." he said placing his head on the shorter man's shoulder.

"I love you too." they stayed there for a moment. Finally Draco spoke. "Did you get an owl from Harry today?"

"Yeh, something about dinner tonight at seven. Did he send you the same note?"

"Generally, yes." Draco mindlessly racked his fingers through his boyfriend's long, red locks and sighed contently. "He apologized and asked me, well really us, to have dinner with him and Hermione. Do you think they are back together? It certainly sounded like it in his letter." Ron raised his head slightly to look in to those pools of silver.

"He told me so in my letter. I guess he's starting to come around. Maybe my mum botched the potion so it's starting to ware off early."

"Maybe, or maybe he was left alone in a room with Hermione for a prolonged period of time. I'm telling you no matter what anyone tries to do to tare them apart, Harry will never be able to love anyone like he does her." he sighed lightly. "So are you up for this dinner thing? I told him I would be there, but you don't have to come if you don't want."

"Are you kidding? I'm not letting you within a hundred feet of Harry right now unless I'm there with you, Hermione or not. I'm still kind of weary about this whole situation. It is going to take some getting used to." Draco held Ron tighter. He loved it when Ron got all over protective. He had never been loved like this before. He sighed into Ron's ear and kissed his neck lightly. He moved his head to the side slightly and the clock caught his eye. "As much as I am enjoying this moment, it is almost 6:45. Will you help me put these groceries away?" Draco begrudgingly left Ron's arms and started rummaging through the bags.

Fifteen minutes later Ron and Draco entered the Three Broomsticks, hand in hand. They spotted Hermione and Harry quickly. Slowly, they made their way to the booth and sat down. At first, no one said anything. They just stared at each other in an uncomfortable silence. Finally, Ron lightened the mood.

"So, when did you guys get back together?" With out another word Hermione launched into the prior night's events. By the end, all four were smiling and laughing like the old days, well a week ago anyway. Things were shifting. There were still some words unspoken, but there was plenty of time for that. Now, they had silently agreed to hold off on the serious stuff and just enjoy each other's company. Quite abruptly, that treaty was torn in half.

"So what are we going to do about Molly?" Draco asked.