Chapter 13: Hermione's Plans

A/N: I can't believe how many reviews that I'm getting with this story. Well another shout out time.

To moonyluvur: I think all the fainting was funny. Thanks for reviewing.

To the Jersey Girl Next Door: I think Hermione riding a broom was the best idea that I came up.

To amrawo: Winks and thanks for your review.

To Joani-the-unique-being: I'm glad that you like my story. God, I didn't think I would get this many reviews.

To Mrs. St. John Allerdyce: Thanks for the review and in the next chapter I'm going to bore everyone stupid with Hermione and her giving out brooms.

To jazhpfreak: I'm flattered that I'm your hero at the moment.

To Angelic Bladez: I guess Hermione wants to prove that a witch can make brooms, since all evidence proves that all the broom makers are men.

To Miss Spazz: Thanks for your review.

To oliverpercyremuslvr17: There is no proof that Hermione is scared of flying. She went to the top box at the Quidditch World Cup and that's high. I would think that if she was then she would have stayed closer to the ground.

To Viktor Krum's lazyllama 101: In that chapter she was just suffering from motion sickness, but don't worry her condition will come out. Oh and there's going to be smut soon and an accidental kiss between Severus and Ginny.

Also note that this chapter was cut into two because of the length.

"Mr. Weasley, please come in," Professor McGonagall said.

Ron entered and sat down in-front of Professor McGonagall's desk.

"So what do you want to see me for?"

McGonagall wanted to ask Ron if he knew that Hermione wasn't really afraid of flying, but decided against it. She decided to tell him what had happened during the Order meeting.

"Mr. Weasley, Dumbledore has informed us that You-know-who's servant is planning on marrying you so that she can lead you right into You-know-who's clutches."

"What."

McGonagall nodded.

"As a result your going to be married off to Tonks this-."

But she didn't get a chance to finish, Ron had fainted.

"Why me," she asked.

"I'm sure that you understand Mrs. Lupin that normally broomstick design has been limited to men that are from old Pureblood families," said the head of Witch Broomstick. "And the idea that a female has designed one of the best is laughable."

Hermione glared at him.

"And I thought this was a free country," Hermione said tartly. "I've got a broom that goes fifty miles faster then the Firebolt and it passed inspection. I'm allowed to sell them and I'm sure that you wouldn't want me to sell them to the States, now would you?"

The Head got nervous and Hermione knew she was winning. The idea that the States would have an advantage over England was something they just couldn't have.

"Very well," the Head said. "We shall have your broom in Witch Broomstick, just don't sell to the States."

Hermione grinned.

"Of course not," Hermione said.

"Price?"

"About five hundred galleons more then the Firebolt. I want my broom associated with those with money. However, I'm planning on giving several free brooms to the students. I want advertising at Hogwarts and on the Witch Wireless and my brooms in Quality Quidditch Supplies in both Hogsmead and Diagon Alley. I'm also planning on showing a model of it in the Great Hall, with you introducing it."

"As you wish, Mrs. Lupin," said the Head. "Anything else?"

"I'll let you know when the time comes," Hermione said.

They shook hands and Hermione left.

Madam Pomfrey poured the antidote down Harry's throat and with a pop he was back to normal. Madam Pomfrey gave him a hard look and then left. She informed the Headmaster that Harry was back to normal and he headed down there.

"Harry, I'm glad that your back with us," Dumbledore said when he entered the wing.

"It's great to be back, Professor," Harry said. "However, I want Hermione sacked for attacking me."

Dumbledore gave him a strange look.

"Harry, the Ministry informed me they sent Remus the wrong potion," Dumbledore said. "So Hermione didn't do anything wrong, she just did what she thought was right. Now I want you to go to Professor McGonagall's office, she has something to tell you."

Harry nodded and then left.

When Hermione returned to the cottage she saw her husband grading papers that looked like essays. He looked up when she entered and saw that she was smiling.

"I'm guessing that things went well at Witch Broomstick."

"You would be correct," Hermione said. "They've accepted my broom for their magazine and I'm going to be allowed to show it off at Hogwarts."

"That's wonderful," Remus said, really proud of his wife for the first time. "But are you afraid that the Purebloods aren't going to buy your broom once they find out that a Muggleborn witch invented it."

"I don't think they'll have a choice," Hermione said, giving him an evil glint.

"Alright, what did you do to them?"

Hermione giggled.

"Oh, I just put a non-burning charm on them, that's all," Hermione said.

"Well, I'm sure that they'll just love that."

Hermione laughed this time.

"Oh, I know they will."

"Harry, please have a seat," Professor McGonagall said when Harry entered her office.

Harry sat, not understanding why Professor McGonagall wanted to see him and why she had used his first name.

"Now while you were in the wing Dumbledore held a meeting because Fudge had come to his office and told him that a Death Eater by the name of Morgana was asking to marry your friend, Ron."

"What."

McGonagall nodded.

"He fainted before I could explain why he was marrying Tonks."

"And why is he marrying Tonks?" Harry asked.

"Because that would make him unavailable and You-know-who won't be able to get to him. Now during the meeting you were brought up because You-know-who wants to get his hands on you just as badly. Dumbledore has decided, for your protection, that you will marry Luna Lovegood."

"What!"

McGonagall gave him a stern look.

"Harry, I'm not a fan of this, but this is for your protection," McGonagall said. "I will expect you to marry her and treat her nicely. Gods knows she needs it with all the stuff that she goes through."

Harry knew the discussion was over.

"I'm surprised that you've come here," Dumbledore said.

"Well, I normally don't do this, but the owner wants to introduce her product to those that really use it, to bring the excitement right to Hogwarts front door, so to speak. She's going to have a drawing where selected students will get their hands on her launched product. There will also be a demonstration of the broom and they'll be able to see the broom up close. I personally think this is an absolute stroke of genius."

"I'll agree with that," Dumbledore said. "I'm sure this will bring great excitement to the students."

The Head laughed.

"I'm sure it will."