A/N: I do not own anything to do with Harry Potter, except my purchase's of the individual movies, and book. But I am unable to change anything about them, because the idea was not mine to began with. Hope you enjoyed the story so far, and enjoy the following chapter...

The Golden Cup

Chapter Three

Two Months Later

It was like the suburbs, where the houses were two story, painted brick red, and had dutch roofs. The kitchen was something you might have found in a fifties, with white marbles counter tops, red painted cabnet, and black, and white checkered flooring. There was a guest room/office downstairs, with a half bathroom/laundry room downstairs in the dining room area, and a medium size living room. Upstairs there was a restroom in the hallways, between two guest rooms, and another restroom in the master bedroom, with fireplace and everything. There was a inside/outdoor patio for a breakfast nook, where a coupe could enjoy one anothers company. Despite the kitchen having a fifties theme, the rest of the house was white walled, with dark wooden flooring, except for the beige carpet in each rooms, and living room, except for around the downstairs fireplace, where red bricks were on the floor.

Hermione smiled as she watched her fiance remove the for sale sign, as she painted there names on the mailbox, where her wizard had painted little roses of many colors before. It was the only house on the block, that didn't have the same color mail box, which was why they decided to make it there's personally. "The roses are beautiful, you really are talented Dean."

"I could paint roses on a mailbox, I'm a bloody genius," The dark skinned wizard rolled his eye, as he removed the sale sign, and through the pick which held it up, into the trash can, "I think I am going to hang this in the garage, our first house, and probably our last one."

"You are talented, which is why I think you should do something with those bare white walls, reminds me of a psych ward," The brunette smiled as she stared at her new house, there new house, as the wizard stood behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist.

"So you've visited a lot of Psych Wards, in the past, have you?" He teased, as he lowered his mouth to her neck, and placed a gentle kiss.

She just rolled her eyes, as she started walking towards the front door, "Perhaps you can even paint roses on the front door, and the side fence," she sat on the steps, as she looked across the street, and watched as one of there older neighbors mowed his yawn, waving in there direction with a smile.

"It was nice of our parents, going half, and half in buying this house for us." He sat down beside his witch, as he wrapped an arm around her shoulder, he noticed the man mowing the yawn across the street, "Think we will do our mowing at night, that way no one see's us use magic, always was bad at mowing yawns."

"I don't mind mowing, I love working with plants, and being outside," She rested her head against the taller wizards shoulder for a couple minutes, before standing back up, "I should probably be going home now, see you tomorrow at the Ministry, marriage department."

He got too his own feet, turning to face the brunette, as he pulled her up against him, "Why don't you spend the night, we can invite some friends, and -"

"I am going to have dinner with my parents, our last dinner with just the three of us, before we get married," She kissed his cheek, before walking into the house, where she would be able to floo to her parents house. She blew another kiss, right before dropping the powder, and vanishing.

The Granger's

"Are you nervous?" Helen asked, as she helped her daughter set the table, before dinner, "because I know I was really nervous about my wedding night, I could-"

"Mom!" Hermione glared at her mother, trying to keep from blushing, "I am not discussing this with you."

"I thought that you might have some questions," The older woman frowned, as she studied her daughter, "You know you can't learn everything from your books."

Her daughter just stared hard at her mother, before finding a comment, that would make the older woman change the subject, "I don't know mom, there were a couple positions, which I looked worth trying in the, '345 Positions to Try'."

Just as expected, Mrs. Granger, hurried into the kitchen,without another word causing her daughter to break into a fit of giggles. She peaked her head into the kitchen smiling at her mom, "Going to watch football, with dad, she was still laughing when she had joined her dad, on the couch.

Adan looked over at his daughter, and shook his head, after hearing the conversation from where he sat, "You know, you're going to give that woman a heart attack."

"I love her dad, but I just didn't need another sex talk, the one at fourteen was humiliating enough," The young woman rested her head, against her dads shoulder, and stared around the living room.

"So did you get Dean, all moved into the house?" Her father asked, as he wrapped an arm around his daughter.

"We finished around noon, then went to the hardware store for paints, and we worked on the front yard," She smiled as she thought about the house, "It really is a cute house, Dean said that he is able to work on the old stove, and have it working like new."

"I'm glad you like it sweetheart, and even more glad that you have someone, who is good at repairing things," Adan smiled, as he recalled how his future son-in-law helped him fix something wrong with there car, three week before.

"Yes, he is just as use as doing things the muggle way, as I am," She sat with her dad, in a comfortable silence, until Helen had called them to the table for dinner.

The Thomas's House

Dean had just finished painting the roses on the fence, and about to take a shower, when there was a knock at the door. He stared at the door a bit puzzled, not had expected anyone to visit. He wasn't even sure anyone knew where they were living yet, but not wanting to be rude he opened the door.

"Hello there Dean, care for a stag party?" George was the first one to enter the house, followed by Seamus, Neville, Harry, and Ron.

He noticed Seamus carrying three large pizzas, while Neville carried a keg of beer, obviously with the light as a feather charm, because there was no way the guy would be able to carry the large canister with just one arm. He looked over at Harry, who had laid a green felt cloth over the table, and watched as Ron spread some cards, and chips onto the table, "What's all this, then?"

"A Stag party, like I said," George was now in the kitchen, setting some cookies, mini pies, and potato chips into various bowl, which he must have had shrunk in his pocket so he wouldn't have to carry everything, "You're last night as a free man, and since Ginny would kill Harry, we'll playing poker instead of going to the strip club," he held up a duck of cards with a grin, "Not to worry though, got us some nude woman, playing cards."

Dean watched as the queen-of-ace winked at him, before blowing him a kiss, "Didn't know they sold this stuff in the magic world."

"They didn't, this was one of the last things, Fred, and I worked on before the final battle," The older red head bowed his head, as if respecting the memory of his twin, before perking back up, "Shall we start with the party?"

Harry noticed some football memorabilia on the wall, explaining the game to Ron, who didn't really know about muggle sports. He looked over at where Dean, was now setting glasses next to the keg, "What does Hermione, think about your sports stuff in the living room?"

"I would think positively, considering she was the one who hanged everything up in here," Dean had a wide grin, as he remembered coming into the house, only to find all his football collection sprawled out throughout the room, "She likes the same team as I do, she even got me season tickets, for a wedding present."

"I didn't know Mione, liked sports. She sure didn't act like it, when she complained about Quidditch," Ron explained, as he moved over to the fireplace mantel, and saw the picture of the couple, which Dean had sized it to the two of them when he came to his fiancee's house the first time, "I didn't know you posed for a picture, thought my parents only took the group photo."

"I worked some combined spells, in order to edit it to look how I wanted it to," Dean smiled proudly, as he came to stand next to the two.

"Well, at least you got someone decent, I'm stuck with Pansy Parkinson," Seamus joined the other three men, and looked at the picture.

"Lavender, she's an intern under, Professor Trelawney," Ron bragged, as he started to sit around the table, "So I will be living at the school, starting next month, it's a good thing we have a good past."

"If you consider calling another woman's name, while in the hospital wing, a good past," George started as everyone sat around the table, he wrapped an arm around his brother, "then yeah mate, you have a real great past."

"Hannah Abbot, she's a healer, did you know she was into studying medicine?" Neville started to deal the cards, blushing every time one of the woman on the cards, would suck on her nipples, "Oh, Merlin, do we have another deck of cards?"

Seamus was flirting back at the card, with a wide grin on his face, he shook his head before anyone had a chance to replace the cards, "Sorry mate, but if I have to be married to Pansy, then this might be my last chance at being happy to see a naked woman."

"Pansy's not that bad," Dean assured, he was trying to avoid looking at the cards all together, "They might have had a good reason to pair us with there choice of Spouse."

"Saying the guy, who ended up with the girl he's been in love with, since fifth year," Seamus teased, avoiding a biscuit being tossed at his head.

Everyone else just laughed, as they continued on with there game, enjoying one another company.

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