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Chapter 4

It was a busy morning at Hogwarts. It was the one of the few times when so many students had gotten up early to have breakfast, to go prepare for the ball after. Especially, the girls. They were giggling all over the place, making the boys nervous about what to expect that night.

Harry Potter was chuckling to himself as he watched the scene unfold from the staff table.

" Remember our first ball?" Ginny asked him from her spot on the table. Harry's expression softened as he turned to his wife. It had been her first and last ball with Harry, when she was alive. That was the day he had proposed . Her eyes became misty thinking of the moment , she blinked furiously to stop the tears from coming.

But Harry knew her better than that. He knew exactly what his wife had been thinking. He had thought about it himself for two whole years. But this year would be different. She was back again, and no matter who wrote the rules of their lives, he would break each of them to make her stay forever.

He knew he couldn't answer her in the staff table, not under McGonagal's sharp watch anyway. So he simply nodded discreetly, and looked at the door indicating that he wanted to talk to her outside. The classes were cancelled for the morning, so he bid farewell to his colleagues and walked out briskly making sure his old professor didn't follow him out.

Once outside the great halls and making sure there were no prying eyes by a quick spell, Harry hugged his wife pulling her close to him protectively. " How could I forget love? That was the day I took my first step in getting my own family." he whispered to her softly. He felt her smile her lips brushing his neck. " You will always be my angel love and this time round I am never letting you go." He said gently pulling apart but still holding her wrists to his heart.

She smiled at him. " I love you Harry Potter" she finally said and held his hand tightly as she dragged him over to his room .

Meanwhile, at Ronald Weasley's resident there was a state of chaos going on as Hermione Weasley tried to calm her husband down about the ball. Although, Ron had matured over the years his nervousness in dressing for balls had never left him. And this was exactly what was causing him the grief tonight. " You sure I look okay Hermione? Cause if Malfoy is going to make fun of my robes in front of younger students again I swear." He started but was soon shut out by his wife kissing him thoroughly. Even after the two years of marriage she had the effect on him like she did the first time they had kissed. But he was broken out from his reverie, with the sound of her voice.

" Ronald Weasley listen to yourself. You are acting like an immature fifteen year old. Who cares what Draco Malfoy thinks, or anyone else for that matter. We are going to see our best friend. Is that not good enough for you? You know who you are, what you have done, what you have become. People who care for you love you just the way you are, heck I married you for the same reason. So would you please quit complaining about how you look as you will always look as dashing to me, which you did even in your frilly dressed robe in fourth year. So be a gentleman and hand me my shawl." she finished her rant looking expectantly at her husband who seemed to be looking at her with awe.

" Yes Dear." Was all he said before he handed her shawl and opened the door for her.

There was a magical cab waiting for them to take them to Hogwarts. He took her hand as they sat in the back seat and gave her a small peck on the lips. " You look beautiful you know" he said softly, appreciating her navy blue dress that was knee length and flowing, the top clinging to her on all the right places. Her hair was in soft curls. She blushed slightly. It still felt awkward sometimes getting a compliment from him. She simply nodded, placed her head on his shoulder as the cab drove in the quiet night.

Minerva McGonogal couldn't wait to see her former students. Specially Hermione Granger, or rather Weasley. As a professor she liked to think of herself as being equally fair to all her pupils, but everyone had to have a certain favourite out of the group, she had thought to her self, and Hermione Granger had been hers. She was such a sensible student. And she knew she could discuss the case of Potter with her, whether or not the headmaster approved. After all wasn't she one of Potter's best friend. Yes, she would do this for his own good.

She looked around and saw Potter socializing with some of his former class mates, laughing at their jokes . She noticed one of his hands were hidden in his robe pocket in an awkward way, as though he was holding someone's hands. He looked quite good. And after all his sullen ness she felt happy that he was smiling but she wanted to make sure he didn't go insane in the process.

The hall was filled with dancing couples. A lot of her former students had already arrived. They were all grown men/women, she felt proud for all of them or what they had become. Just then a pair entered the great halls that made her sigh with relief, and she was about to approach them but Potter beat her to it.

" Ron! Hermione! You guys look great!" he said walking towards them and pulling them in a big embrace. The famous trio were united again.

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