AN: As always, thank you to the reviewers. This would still be a one-shot if it wasn't for you.

Mounting his broomstick, he released Lyra into the air and followed as she flew off. He wished he had Potter's invisibility cloak, so that he didn't have to fly so high. It was incredibly cold in the clouds. Still, it would all be worth it to see Ginny again.

"Damn!" he cursed, coming almost to a halt. "Lyra, come back."

Quickly, Draco returned to Grimmauld Place, flinging his broom down as soon as he landed, and dashing madly up the stairs. He rummaged quickly through the drawers, finally pulling out a small jewellery box. Checking the ring was still safely inside, he raced back out to his broom. Lyra was waiting, patiently. It was as though she knew this was incredibly important to Draco. She hooted softly as he reappeared, and they set off again.

……………….

Meanwhile, in the Order hideout…

"Luna, Hermione, will you be my bridesmaids?"

"Oh, Ginny, of course!"

"Yes, definitely yes!"

Hugs all round, and then they turned to discussing possibilities for the best man.

"Well," mused Hermione, "I think we can definitely rule out Ron, seeing as he and Draco still can't get along."

"He might ask Harry, I suppose," decided Luna. "They managed to get past the "Pothead" and "Ferret" stage, after all."

"Hey!" Ginny sounded indignant. "I still call him Ferret."

"Yes, we know, but that's a pet name, not an insult."

"True. I think you're right – it probably will be Harry."

Neville Longbottom poked his head round the doorway.

"Sorry to interrupt, but the three of you are needed urgently in the meeting room."

Ginny looked at him sharply.

"Urgently, Voldemort is attacking and we're all about to die?"

"Umm, Harry wants to explain his latest plan."

Neville was getting nervous now – they were all far better at magic than he was, even if Luna was mad, and they could be very scary at times. Now was one of those times.

"Neville, do us a favour and tell Harry we'll look at the plans he's drawn out later. We're busy right now."

Neville nodded at Ginny and hurried away.

"Next, what on earth are you going to wear?" Luna was incredibly excited.

"I'll be wearing a wedding dress – they look nicer than dress robes – and you two will have bridesmaids' dresses, of course."

"Have you chosen a colour yet?" Hermione, as usual, was the practical one.

"Not yet. I'll have to look around for dresses when we finally get out of here."

At that moment, deafening alarm bells started ringing.

"It's the intruder alert!" yelled Hermione over the noise.

The three women grabbed their wands and raced to the entrance. Harry, Ron and Neville had got there first, however, and were surrounding the intruder.

"Ginny? I think this might belong to you," sniggered Ron, as he gestured for the others to move away from the bedraggled heap on the floor.

Ginny stepped closer, and peered down.

"Draco!"

AN: You know the score by now.