Alrighty, Yes, this is short, BUT BUT BUT! this is a transition chapter, the next one will be nice and long for you :D I just didn't want an overload on this one after having not written in so long. So, enjoy, and the next, longer chapter full of yummy goodness will be here soon my readers!

The feeling in the room was full of tension, there was a feeling of anxiousness, nervousness, jealousy and hatred. As Ginny stood back and watched as couples made their way up one at a time to the Ministers desk she couldn't help but try and dissect the feelings in the room. Several men were obviously jealous of the couples as they stood on one side of the room with no one on their arms. The couples going to talk to Kingsley were a mix of anxious and nervous, it was hard for her to get a read on them. Draco was in a glaring match with Ron and occasionally he would throw a glare at Harry as well. She knew they all hated each other, but after what Hermione had told her last month, well, she knew they would all have to get along sooner or later. More than likely later though seeing as Hermione wasn't around anymore. Ginny bit her lip and remembered the morning it happened, a month ago, give or take a day that she had last seen Hermione.

The door to her bedroom bust open and Hermione rushed in, her eyes wide and a crazy look in her eyes, it caused Ginny to sit up from her bed and watch her closely. Hermione rushed to her stash of clothes and started digging in them, obviously trying to find something. The door, that Hermione had recently come through and left wide open, was now occupied by confused and worried members of the house. Hermione, for her credit, didn't even blush as she started stripping in front of everyone. The shock of which caused everyone to freeze, no one moved again until she was redressed, Scourgified and putting on her extra pair of shoes. The first to move was Ginny as she scrambled over to her friend and kneeled in front of her, Hermione barely looked up from the spot she was sitting in as she fixed her socks and shoes.

"'Mione?"

"Ginny, I need you to do me a favor. I need you to burn all my clothes, especially the ones I just took off. I need no evidence of me here. I would also apprec-"

"Hermione!" Ginny caught her attention by cutting her off and turning her face to hers. She gasped as she saw the marks on Hermione's cheeks. Even though she had used Scourgify the tear stain marks and puffy eyes were still there. "Where did you get all those marks and why are you crying? Did something happen? What's wrong?" Hermione sniffled and wiped her nose with her sweater sleeve before shaking her head, a look of determination settling on her features. She looked down to make sure her shoes were done and stood, Ginny standing with her. They stared at each other and Hermione looked over Ginny's shoulder at all the people standing in the doorway or the hallway behind them.

"Draco and I mated, His Veela couldn't wait any longer and even though I consented, to save Draco mind you, I don't... I can't be around here anymore. I know that no matter where I go he will know where I am, I just... I can't be here anymore. I am... I'm going to go to Kingsley and tell him I can't work for him right now, or at least in office, and I have to leave. I'm sorry... I just... I have to go..." She made to move forward but Ginny stepped into her path, causing her to come up short.

"Can't we talk about this?" Hermione shook her head and sighed, she stepped back, grabbed her wand and beaded bag and before their eyes she dissapperated. Of course Molly and Arther were more concerned with how she managed that rather than she was gone, that is until it hit that she was indeed gone and then they proceeded to freak out.

Ginny sighed and moved forward with Harry to talk to Kingsley. Even though Ginny knew she was a Sex- Witch it didn't change who she was going to end up with. Her powers knew Harry and her were matched and that lead to them having a healthy relationship, they even managed to survive this who debacle. She still wasn't sure though if she was even going to tell Harry, after all, she had to have Hermione tell her. George and Angelina moved to stand behind Ginny and Harry. She of course was tuning all the conversations out and was focusing on the detail of the room. She wanted to see if she could change it. It was within her power to manipulate the feelings in a room after all, that was what Hermione told her. Though, maybe the outcome of that would not be good with this kind of setting, she mused on that. It would be wickedly evil to suddenly have everyone at each others throats, but highly inappropriate for a business meeting of sorts. She wished she had a camera to see the clothes flying, it would be hilarious, George would help her, she was sure. She inwardly sighed, she wouldn't dare, if only for Hermione and knowing that she wouldn't approve.

Ginny could tell Draco was watching the group she had come with since they had walked in. His molten gaze was wearing on her nerves, she wasn't sure how long his penetrating stare would stay on her, but she really didn't want to be reliable for damages to him should he continue staring. Out of the corner of her eyes she noticed the subtle changes in him since their first meeting with the Minister over this whole affair. His shoulders were more squared, and he looked as if he was oozing intimidation, even from as far away from him as she was she could tell his eyes were a silver color, not their usual grey and at times she noticed they darkened. He never smiles but she bet that if he did she'd see his elongated teeth. Having studied Veela when Snape was the DADA teacher she could spot the changes fairly well, she didn't like it though.

As Ginny moved up with Harry further into the line of people claiming when they were having their ceremonies to their now chosen partners that Hermione had orchestrated from wherever she had disappeared to, she couldn't help but wish her friend would come back soon. No one but Kingsley had heard anything from Hermione in a month and they all hoped she was doing ok and that she'd come home soon.