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Chapter seven:

And I do regret more than I admit.

Harry came back to the table. He sat down with a huff and rubbed his head. Ginny and Hermione stared at him waiting for him to speak. He looked up at the two women and shrugged.

"I'm sure you heard everything that was said," Harry said.

"We didn't hear everything. After you two stopped shouting at each other, we couldn't hear much of anything. So, tell us what happened," Ginny said folding her hands on her lap.

"Well, he came here to apologize tonight, but was soon deterred because he heard you talking about how you snogged Viktor," Harry said. "And I'm not saying that's your fault Hermione. You know how he is," Harry said quickly as he saw Hermione's expression.

"I wasn't going to say it was my fault, completely. I know how Ron is. Maybe I should say something to him," Hermione said sitting back in her chair.

"Maybe you should. I know you aren't completely in the wrong here. Actually, I don't think you're wrong at all. I do say at least give him a few days to cool off before you say anything to him," Harry said.

"I know. I just feel like if I extend the olive branch first that maybe we can put all of this behind us. It feels so strange not having him here with us. I've gotten so used to all of us being together so much that even if we are rowing, I miss him," Hermione said looking up and Harry and Ginny.

"I understand. I want this all to be resolved too, but it's difficult," Ginny said.

"It is very difficult!" Hermione said.

Ginny got up and placed a hand on Hermione's shoulder as she walked by. She went into the kitchen and summoned all of the food for their dinner. She came out moments later with several dishes trailing behind her.

"Everything looks great," Harry said digging in.

"It really does, Gin. You out did yourself," Hermione said putting pasta on her plate.

"Thanks, guys," Ginny said as she placed food on her plate.

They ate in silence. It wasn't awkward silence by any means, but it wasn't good either. By not speaking to each other, it let their minds roam over their current situations. Hermione decided to break the silence after a few minutes.

"So, when do you two plan on getting married?" She asked taking a sip of pumpkin juice.

"Well, we were thinking about next week actually," Ginny said nonchalantly.

"Next week? We haven't even planned anything. I'm so sorry if that was in any way my fault. I shouldn't have bo–," Ginny cut Hermione off.

"You aren't to blame at all. I merely haven't planned out anything because we just decided last night. Like I said before Harry and I would like a simple, intimate wedding. We want just a select number of family and friends to attend, nothing too fancy," she said placing her hand on Harry's.

"Well, any help that you two need just ask! I owe you for sitting down and listening to me. Actually, for me putting you in the middle of this situation. I'll gladly be put to work," Hermione said smiling at them.

"You're fine, Hermione. We promise," Harry said reassuring his friend.

"As long as you're sure, but I still feel like I was a burden."

"We are! We can start planning things tomorrow if you would like," Ginny said.

"That sounds brilliant."

After they finished eating Harry and Hermione offered to clean up, since Ginny cooked everything. Hermione stuck around for a little bit longer, but left so she could get a good night's sleep so she could come help Ginny in the morning.

Ron went straight back to the Burrow. He didn't feel like being around anyone. Honestly, he didn't want to go out (especially to the Leaky Cauldron) because he knew he'd hunt down Viktor Krum and hex him into oblivion. So, home was the safest place to be.

Ron opened the door and found that his mum and dad were sitting downstairs. He didn't say anything to them, but merely lifted his chin in greeting. He didn't feel like dealing with them either. Ron knew that they knew something was wrong, but he rather not talk to them about it. He continued his way up to his room.

On the way upstairs, he saw Fred and George's door open. That was very odd. The twins never had their door open, ever. Ron was very tempted. So, he inched over to the wall and peered inside. He saw the twin's room cleaner than it's ever been.

"What are you doing snooping on us?" Fred called from inside of the room.

Ron walked to the doorway and stood there.

"I believe you were asked a question," George said.

"Piss off the two of you. I'm not in the mood," Ron said.

"Well, excuse us mister pissy britches. I was simply wondering why you were peeking in here like you were 9 years old again," Fred said putting his hands on his hips hoping to mock the image of their mother.

"Sorry. I was just wondering why your door was open, is all," Ron said leaning on the door jam.

"Oh, we've finally decided to move out," George said flicking his wand towards a box.

"What? What sparked this?" Ron said intrigued.

"We just figured it was a good time," Fred said flicking his wand at another box.

"I see," Ron said.

"What is wrong little Ronnie-kins?" George said looking at his brother.

"Same shit, different day," Ron said annoyed.

"And what 'shit' has happened now?" Fred said walking over towards his brothers.

"Well, Hermione bloody snogged Viktor Krum, again," Ron said.

"And this makes you mad why?" George asked.

"Fuck off, you know why it makes me mad," Ron said starting to walk away.

"Ron, mate, I was only kidding. We obviously know why you're mad. You're jealous. We get it," Fred said starting to pack things up again.

"Yeah, it happens. Nothing I can do about it now," Ron said.

"Not entirely true," George said mischievously.

"What could I possibly do then?" Ron asked more annoyed than interested.

"Well, dearest little brother, you obviously don't know your way with the ladies," Fred said catching on to his twin brother's idea.

"I do have some knowledge, but what are you two talking about?"

"What we're saying is that you should make her jealous and then she will come running back to you!" George said smiling.

"She wouldn't come running back to me even if her life depended on it. And how could I possibly do that?" Ron asked.

"Well, you should start hanging around another girl," Fred said smiling as well.

"That's it?" Ron asked amazed.

"It's simple, but brilliant," George said.

"And we are, in fact, brilliant," Fred said.

"But who would I hang around then?" Ron asked bemused.

"Leave that to us," the twins said in unison.

"This isn't going to go very well," Ron said walking upstairs to his room.

The next morning, Hermione went over to Harry and Ginny's to help with wedding preparations. Hermione walked up the path to the house and knocked on the door. Ginny opened it a moment later and let Hermione in.

"Where's Harry?" Hermione asked walking into the living room.

"Oh, he's at work. Plus, I'm sure he's happier there than helping plan out the wedding," Ginny said sitting down.

"You're not letting your mum help?"

"Not entirely. She'd make it a bigger to do than I want it to be."

"That's true. So, what are we going to do today?"

"Well, I wanted to possibly go pick out my dress and shoes. And pick out bride maid's dresses and shoes," Ginny said thinking.

"Who else is going to be a bride's maid?" Hermione asked.

"Fleur and Luna."

"Brilliant. Ready to go then?"

Ginny nodded and they were off. Moments later they ended up in front of the Leaky Cauldron. The two girls went inside to make their way to Diagon Alley. Ginny took out her wand and tapped the wall in the appropriate manner and they walked through.

After walking and chatting for several minutes they stopped in front of Duke's Bridal Emporium. Ginny and Hermione walked into the newly built shop.

"Hello there, girls!" A fairly thin woman with doe-like eyes and strawberry blond hair said.

"Hello!" They both said in unison.

"What can I do for you today?" She asked smiling at them.

"I'm just looking around for a wedding and bride's maids gowns," Ginny said smiling back.

"Well, you've come to the right place, ladies. Any particular style or color you were interested in?"

"I'm not quite sure really. I'm so indecisive, forgive me," Ginny said blushing.

"That's fine, dear. Look around all you like and if you need me to help you with anything, all you have to do is call for me. My name is Mrs. Potts."

"Thank you ever so much, Mrs. Potts," Ginny said walking over to a rack of dresses.

After a half hour of searching, Ginny found her dress. It was beautiful. It wasn't traditional and long, just like the wedding she was planning. It was short (it came down to the tops of her knees), strapless and off-white. She also found her shoes. They were black stilettos with bows on the back. After Ginny found her dress, they looked for the bride's maid dresses. They were dark green with an empire waist. They found black peep toe heels with bows in the front to match.

Ginny paid for her dress and shoes and Hermione paid for hers. The other bride's maids would get their dresses and shoes during the week.

"Thanks for your help Mrs. Potts," Ginny said before they left.

"Hm, should we stop and have lunch?" Hermione asked as they embarked into Diagon Alley.

"Sure, I'm feeling a little famished."

"Should we just go to the Leaky Cauldron?"

"Yeah, why not. We have to go through there to leave," Ginny said.

The girls entered the Leaky Cauldron and sat at a table close to the door. They set the dresses on the empty chairs next to them. Soon a young witch came over to their table to take their orders.

"Hello ladies, what can I get you?" The waitress asked.

"I'll have a pumpkin juice and fish and chips," Ginny said.

"I'll have water and a salad," Hermione said.

"All right, I'll have that out to you girls soon," the green-eyed girl beamed at them both.

The two friends had idle chit-chat until their food was delivered ten minutes later. As they ate, Ginny heard her name being called. She turned around and saw Harry walking through the lunch crowd.

"Hey Gin. Hey Hermione," Harry said coming over to their table.

"Hey Harry," they said in unison.

"Having lunch, eh? What did you two buy?" He asked eyeing the dress bags.

"Dresses, that you aren't allowed to see yet," Ginny said smiling at her fiancé.

"Oh, come off it Ginny. We aren't having a traditional wedding so why can't I see the dresses yet?" Harry said pulling puppy dog eyes at her.

"You come off it. I want to at least keep something 'traditional'."

"Fine. It won't be long until I do see it anyways. Well, I'm going to grab something and head back to the office. I'll see you soon," Harry said kissing Ginny quickly.

"Mmm. See you soon," Ginny said rubbing his arm.

Ginny and Hermione finished their lunch and went back to Ginny and Harry's house. After planning out the decorations and such, they called it a day.

"So, who are you bringing as a date?" Ginny asked as Hermione got ready to leave.

"I wasn't really thinking about it," she said truthfully.

"Really? I think you should bring Viktor."

"Do you think that's wise, since Ron isn't very fond of him? I don't want to start any fights at on your day."

"Honestly, Ron will have to bugger off. He'll get over it. He may even bring someone as well. So don't worry about it and ask Viktor to come," Ginny said smiling.

"We'll see. Do you really think Ron's going to bring someone?" Hermione asked slowly.

"I don't know, but knowing Ron, possibly. Probably to make you jealous."

"I see. Well, I may have to write Viktor then. I just don't want to see petty."

"Don't worry about it!"

"All right, all right. I'll see you tomorrow!" Hermione said taking her leave.

When she arrived home, she had decided on if she should invite Viktor as her date or not. She grabbed parchment and wrote a quick note.

Viktor-

If you're free March 27th, which is next Saturday, would you be willing to be my date for a wedding? It's Ginny and Harry's wedding. It'd make me happy if you could make it. All right, let me know.

-Hermione

She sent off the letter hoping that Viktor was free.

The next night, Ron was ready for his blind date. Fred and George had come through about a girl Ron could hang around with make Hermione jealous.

"Could you at least tell me about this girl before I just go out with her?" Ron asked Fred and George.

"What fun is that then?" Fred asked.

"Seriously, you have no faith in us Ron and I have to say, that really hurts our feelings," George said sniffling.

"Oh, come off it. I just want to know what this girl's going to look like, that's all."

"You'll find out. Anyways, her name is Jordan and she's lovely," Fred said.

"Jordan's a block's name. I don't want to go out with a girl that has a block's name!"

"Oh, Ron, you have a lot to learn about the world," George said to his little brother.

"Anyways, be courteous and gentleman-like," Fred said.

"I will," Ron said with a sigh.

"Now, go get her Tiger!" George said.

"What?" Ron asked horrified.

"Nothing, just have fun, mate," Fred said shoving Ron out the door.

Ron apparated to Diagon Alley and walked to Toujours Amour. He walked up to the host and asked,

"Has a girl named Jordan been here yet?"

"No, sir. Would you like to be seated until she arrives?" The host asked politely.

"Sure, that'll be fine," Ron said following the guy.

"Here you are," he said gesturing to the table.

"Thanks," Ron said taking his seat.

Ron played with his hands nervously. He was extremely nervous. Dammit, Fred and George for not telling me what this Jordan dame is supposed to look like. What am I even doing here anyways? I doubt Hermione will be jealous if I bring this girl to the wedding. Is she going to bring someone? He was ripped out of his thoughts by a tall, raven-haired girl standing in front of him.

"Sorry? What did you say?" Ron asked blushing.

"Are you Ronald?" the girl repeated herself.

"Yes. Are you Jordan?"

"Yes, I am. You can call me by my middle name, Alexis, if you want. Many guys that I've gone on dates with felt a little awkward calling me Jordan," she said sitting down.

"Oh. Jordan doesn't bother me at all," Ron lied to make her feel better.

She smiled a dazzling, white smile at him. "I'm glad. The description Fred and George gave me of you was very accurate."

"Oh, was it? That's a good thing, right?" Ron asked.

"It is, but I have to say you're a lot cuter than they said," she giggled.

"Oh, thanks. You look a lot better than I imagined," Ron said turning red.

"Thanks?" She laughed.

"Oh. That came out wrong. So, how do you know Fred and George?"

"Oh, well we were in the same year. Well, before they left anyways," Jordan said flashing him her smile.

"Hm, I never noticed you," Ron said.

"I was a lot shier than," she said blushing.

"Me too."

The waiter came to their table and asked them for their drink orders. They ordered a bottle of wine.

"So, tell me about yourself?" Jordan asked looking through the menu.

"Well, er, I have 6 other siblings; I'm an auror, um…" Ron said trailing off.

"You don't have to be nervous, it's just me," she said reassuring him.

"Well, I think I'm boring. There isn't much to me, I guess. What about yourself?"

"Me? I have 4 other siblings, all older and I'm the only girl. I work in the Department of Magical Law Enforcement. Um, I'm really boring also, not that I think about it," she said as her light blue eyes sparkled.

Ron chuckled. "Seems like we're both kind of boring then, but I don't think you are at all."

"Well, that's quite sweet of you."

They placed their food orders and continued to get to know each other. Ron relaxed a bit, but in the back of his mind he was still perplexed by the reason he wanted to do this in the first place. After they ate, things seemed to die down a bit.

"Um, Jordan?"

"Yes, Ron?"

"I have a question, are you doing anything next weekend?"

"Nope. Nothing at all. Why?"

"Well, I was wondering if you want to go to my sister's wedding with me next Saturday."

"Sure, sounds like a blast," Jordan said smiling.

"Brilliant!"

Ron paid for their meal. Ron and Jordan stood outside of the restaurant for a few minutes. Jordan hugged Ron and kissed him on the cheek.

"I'll see you next Saturday, then?" She asked.

"Most definitely," Ron said.

"Brilliant, see you then," she said walking away.

Brilliant. I hope this works…

A/N: Wedding plans are a-go, in really short notice, but that's all right. Anyways, I'm sorry if this chapter was kind of boring. I'll make up for it in the next chapter. I promise a lot of action. The next chapter is down, btw and I want to publish it NOW, but I'll wait until I'm done with the next chapter. I know, I know. It'll be out SOON. I promise.

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