A/N: UH OH! I forgot a disclaimer for the last chapter so I will need to put two in this one.

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter. Duh

Disclamer: If I owned Harry Potter than Sirius wouldn't have died. But alas I don't own it.


After talking and swapping stories for about an hour or so the three girls got hungry.

"So what do you guys want?" questioned Ginny after hearing Mollie and Hermione's stomachs growl in unison.

"Why don't we go visit Ronald at work?" Hermione said in a tone that seemed as she just stated the obvious.

"And it isn't a far walk," kidded Mollie. All three girls laughed. As the three girls got up to grab their shoes and cloaks Ginny asked,

"You guys wouldn't be offended if I wanted to go to the bar with Harry tonight? Would you?"

"Of course not!" Hermione added gleefully. "You need to re-kindle this flame." Mollie nodded.

The three girls walked down the steps and into the café. They sat at a small round top table and ordered their food the same way as they did at the Yule Ball.

"Should I get the steak or the chicken?" asked Ginny.

"Just get them both the meal is on us," Mollie said.

"Yeah," agreed Hermione. Once everyone was sitting at the table with their food Ron walked over.

"Ron!" shouted Mollie.

"Hey babe," he said as he kissed her on the forehead. "Hermione I didn't expect to see you here!" he exclaimed.

"It's bean to long," she returned.

"Well I've got my lunch break. Do you mind if I eat with you?"

"Not in the slightest," Ginny answered with a grin.

"So," Ron began "Hermione, how has your life been for the past five years?'

"Absolutely amazing! I'm working as a healer for St. Mungo's and," with these words she stretched out her hand, "I'm getting married!"

"Congratulations! Who's the lucky man?" Ron said in an excited tone.

"Well, my dad is a muggle you know, so for my graduation he bought me a quidditch season pass because he didn't know that I wasn't really a fan. All he knew about quidditch was that it was the most popular wizarding sport and that it was played on brooms. So I went to all the games and when I was watching the England verse Bulgaria game I saw Victor. I guess he saw me as well because after the match he came over to me and we started talking. I called him up and after a while we started seeing each other. Then after a few years he proposed! I said yes of course!" Hermione said in one single jovial breath.

"All I needed was one simple name," Ron said as if he was trying

to take in all the information at once. Everybody laughed. "So Ginny, did anything happen with Harry last night?" Ron asked. She was speechless. They had arrived at Harry. She felt her stomach tighten with gloom. She replied with a simple,

"No."

"What's wrong Ginny?" Mollie asked. "You were so excited this morning."

"Well I got to thinking. What if Harry doesn't want me back. What if he's married? He is famous after all. I mean what girl wouldn't want him? I am still gonna call him but I just worry he won't take me back." Ginny said.

After everyone had said their good byes and Ginny was again all-alone she pulled out her phone. She dialed,

(440) 886-6548


A/N Sorry about how short this chapter is. And I was thinking. I might have Ronand Hermione have an affair. Tell me what you think. this is a story for the people.