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"Ferret Face,

I would be delighted to accept your proposal…"

"Ferret,

Do you really have to ask…"

"Ferret,

The answer's yes, and you know it is…"

Ginny scrunched up yet another sheet of parchment and tossed it over her shoulder. Glancing behind her, she sighed at the growing pile on the floor, and wondered how on earth to accept a proposal that Draco hadn't really intended to make.

"How difficult could it be?" she'd wondered when she sat down to write the letter an hour ago. Now she knew.

Inspiration struck, and she grabbed another sheet of parchment from the dwindling stack. Harry would not be impressed with how much she'd used, but he'd just have to deal with it.

"Dearest Ferret,

Of course I'll marry you. Did you really think I'd say no?

Love Ginny."

She called their owl, Lyra, down from her perch above the bed, and tied the letter to the owl's leg.

"Take this to Draco, and be quick – he'll be panicking by now."

Lyra flew out of the room.

Now to deal with her other problem. Luna Lovegood.

………………..

"Luna! Luna!"

Ginny wandered through the Order hideout, calling. Luna heard her, and rushed to find a hiding place. She'd realised that Ginny wasn't happy with her, and maybe she shouldn't have blurted out what she'd read like that, but she couldn't help it. However, an angry Ginny was no laughing matter, as she could pull pranks to rival the twins any day, and she had a mean bat bogey hex, that Luna definitely did not want to be on the receiving end of.

Two hours later, Luna decided it would be safe to come out of hiding – it was, after all, dinner time. With everyone else around, Ginny surely wouldn't hex her. It went against the Order's unspoken rules, anyway. They were all meant to protect each other.

Taking her seat at the table, Luna glanced warily at Ginny. Fortunately, the redhead didn't seem to be paying her any attention, and was chatting to her brother George instead.

"Hold on a minute. George. Talking to Ginny. That's really bad."

Luna gulped, then downed her goblet of pumpkin juice, hoping the violent blush in her cheeks would calm down before anyone noticed.

It was ten seconds before she realised anything was wrong. The first sign was her fingers turning green, before sprouting feathers. Then, Luna felt as though the room was growing. She tried to speak, to ask someone what was happening, but her voice had stopped working. Suddenly, a loud squawk was heard, and everyone at the table looked at Luna.

Some started laughing, especially Harry and Ron. Hermione gestured to the mirror hanging on the wall, and Luna turned to look. Reflecting back at her was a small, green and blue parrot.

"One day, I'll remember not to accept food or drink from any Weasley except Molly," Luna thought. Molly despaired of most of her children, especially when they were playing jokes like this.

Turning to face Ginny, she squawked loudly. Ginny smiled, or maybe smirked, waved her wand and everything went back to normal. Ginny started to speak, but Luna cut her off.

"I know, I know. Never mess with a Weasley!"

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