Ashley sighed as she sat on the bed later that day. Ash too, sat down beside her loosening his tie. Ashley looked at her husband.

"I guess you were right about spending the day in the room, Ash." She said whimpering. Ash simply looked at her and nodded.

"I guess so, but I enjoyed the ride," he said smiling slightly. Ashley rolled her eyes.

"Enjoyed the ride, hyuk!" she snickered.

"What? I really did!" Ash said defensively sitting up right.

"Ok-ok!" Ashley said wearily. She fell back on her back, yawning.

"I need sleep," she said curling up in the blanket. Ash flopped beside her.

"So do I!" he said turning to her. Ashley murmured something like 'Yeah! Why would you leave such a pleasing opportunity to romance,"

"Do you feel like it?" Ash asked her. Ashley jumped.

"Wha-I-oh!" Ashley blushed.

"I heard that!"

"Did you?"

"Mmmm…hmm"

"Surprising!"

"So, what do you feel?"

"Ummm…lemme think. Ok, lets do it," she smiled.

And within fifteen minutes, they had their clothes heaped on the floor and Ashley snuggled up in her hubby's arms.

The morning sun shined over the window panes as Ashley woke up in the Head Boys and Girls common room sofa. As she looked around she found herself in a blond boy's arms.

"!"

The boy woke up with a start and stared at her.

"Who are you? What are you doing here? Where's my husband?" Ashley spoke in a one breathed whisper. Draco looked down at her slender figure.

"Who the hell are you?" he asked. "And where's Hermione?" he added. Ashley looked at him.

"How am supposed to know, where Hemione is?" she asked looking fiercely at him. "I just wanna know where my husband is!"

"Oh, so you're married?" Malfoy sneered. Ashley simply looked at him. She nodded.

"Yep!"

"When?"

"Two years ago, who's Hemione?" she asked spreading her legs on the table.

"Its Hermione, her-mi-oh-nee. She's my friend. Come on, we need to go to Professor McGonagall."

"What for?" Ashley asked sitting straight.

"So that we can tell what happened now,"

"Okay," she leaped up and Malfoy rose up too and stopped suddenly. Ashley stopped and stared.

"What's wrong?" she asked turning around.

"Are you gonna go around the school in your bra and panties?" Malfoy asked sneering at her. Ashley looked down and gasped, she hurriedly covered herself with her hands and looked up.

"What am I gonna do?" she asked.

"I guess, this will do," Malfoy said taking her arm and dragging her to Hermione's room.

"Wait, what are you doing? Where are we going?" she asked as she got a pull and as an answer was thrown in a

room.

"Change into something desirable," Malfoy said before slamming the door.

Ashley sat up on the floor and looked around. The room was full of books of different shapes and colors. She stood up and walked towards the cupboard and found it open.

"Thank goodness," she thought. She started pulling out a dresses from the cupboard but could not find a dress that could fit her properly. After trying out almost every dress of Hermione, she found a lavender dress with frills and flowers over it.

"Wow!" she thought, "I hope this one fits me,"

She pulled the dress over her head and looked at the mirror and gasped; she looked like a princess come from a party. She hurriedly combed her hair with her fingers and put her clip in them and hurriedly opened the door. She looked around as she stepped out the room. Now, Malfoy was not alone. He was sitting with two more guys. They looked up as she closed the door. One of them wore spectacles, behind them were emerald green eyes, so green that she felt herself getting lost in them, he had messy jet black hair beneath which he bore a lightning shaped scar . He smiled at her and she found herself smiling at him nervously.

"Hey!" he called out. She smiled.

"Hey!" she called out squeakily. She looked over to the other boy. He had flaming red hair. He had grayish-blue eyes. He had freckles on his face. He smiled too.

"Hey!" he called.

"Hey!" she called coming down the stairs. She sat nervously near Harry.

"Hi, my name is Harry Potter," the raven haired boy started. "And this is Ron Weasley. We were—in fact we are Hermione's friends. And this is Malfoy, Draco Malfoy."

"Hi—hi" she waved. The room fell silent for a while.

"I— this was the only dress that fit me, I guess I'm much fatter than Hermione," she said hoping to start a conversation. Harry surveyed her carefully.

"No, you're not. In fact, you're—"

"I know thin, I far skeletal for my age," she interrupted.

"What's your age, by the way?" Malfoy asked her.

"Do you know my name?" she asked him. Malfoy shook his head. Ashley sighed.

"Its Ashley, Mrs. Ashley Ash Ketchum." She answered and sighed.

"You're married?" Ron asked in awe.

"Yep," Ashley nodded. Ron stared in awe.

"How old are you?" Malfoy said. Ashley smiled at him.

"Guess my age!" she said shaking her head.

"Seventeen?" Malfoy guessed.

"Are you mad? Do you think any one getting married at seventeen?" Ashley yelled making huge blobs of saliva hit

Malfoy's face. He braced himself.

"How am I supposed to know?" he said.

"Eighteen?" Ron guess.

"No!"

"Umm, nineteen?" Malfoy guessed.

"Uh-huh!"

"Twenty?" Ron's guess.

"Twenty one?" Harry guessed. Ashley shook her head.

"Twenty two?" he guessed again. Ashley nodded.

"That's right, I'm twenty one. Because, I was studying when I was seventeen, I graduated when I was eighteen, Ash married Misty when I was nineteen , Misty-- "

"You mean, Ash is already married?" Malfoy asked angrily.

"Ash was married," Ashley replied in asperity, emphasizing on the word 'was'.

"Was?" Harry asked confused. She sighed sadly looking at her feet. Harry thought he saw a tear glistening in her round eyes. He crouched down beside her to see tears flowing down her cheeks. He lifted her chin with his finger and lifted her face to look into her sky-blue eyes.

"She's crying!" his mind screamed at him.

"I'm sorry," she hiccoughed wiping her eyes. Harry smiled at her.

"Now-now Ashley, it's okay. There's no need to cry. See, if you don't wanna tell us your story then don't tell us, ok?"

She bit her lip and nodded. Harry stood up and took her hand in his and pulled her to her feet and started towards the door.

"Where do you think you're taking her, potty!" Malfoy spat at Harry.

"Don't call him that, Draco!" Ashley, much to Harry's surprise yelled at Malfoy. Malfoy looked as if he was slapped with the blunt axe on his head. Ashley was standing there with her fists on her hips. She was glaring at him with her eyes narrowed. Harry thought he saw sparkles flash from her nostrils. Malfoy, on the other side made a face at her. Ashley rolled her eyes.

"How very immature," she said turning to Harry. "Should we go?" she asked him, breaking Harry's thoughts.

"Oh--- yeah, l-lets go," he stammered. Ashley shook her head.

"Wait, where are you going?" Ron got to his feet. Harry looked at Ashley.

"Don't look at me like that! I don't know where we are going." Ashley said defending.

"We are going to McGonagall," Harry told the room.

"Then we are coming," Malfoy and Ron spoke at the same time. Harry sighed at looked at Ashley. She shrugged.

"All right, lets go," he said opening the door for Ashley to pass.

"Ladies first, my dame," he said bowing to her. She smiled at him.

"Thank you, gentleman," she replied walking out of the door. Malfoy mimed choking by holding his throat by both

his hands and his tongue out, making gurgling sounds and Ron just smiled wearily at Harry.

"Do that again Malfoy, and really strangle you," Harry muttered so that only Malfoy could hear him as he closed the door behind him. Malfoy again rolled his eyes.

Hermione woke up by a shrill cry. (Pika! Pika!) She rubbed her head as she sat on the bed. She looked around.

"That's not my room. Even if it is, how can it be so clean?" she thought.

"Good morning," Ash came into the room carrying a tray. Hermione looked at him. He smiled at her.

"Who are you?" Hermione asked him as he lay the tray on her knees.

"I'm Ash." He replied.

"How did I get here?" she fired again.

"I dunno." He replied.

"What?" she said surprised. He sighed.

"I got up in the morning to kiss, thinking it was my wife Ashley. But, when I saw you.."

"You didn't kiss me, did you?"

"Er.. no. I couldn't. " Ash admitted. Hermione smiled at him.

"Wow!" she thought fondly. "This man is so nice, didn't even dare touch me,"

She looked at the breakfast tray. With a sigh, she started having the toast.

"So, you are married?" she asked chewing the toast. Ash nodded.

"Yeah, twice." He answered making Hermione choke on the toast. "Do you want water?" Ash said standing up and

rushing towards the water jar.

"No, I'm fine. You married twice?" she said.

"Mmm…hmm," Ash nodded giving her a full glass of water.

"Yeah, my first marriage wasn't good."

"Why, what happened?"

"My first wife expired young." Ash responded with a sigh. Hermione groaned sympathetically.

"I'm sorry," she said in a small voice. "I mean, I didn't mean to.." her voice trailed away.

"That's perfectly fine." Ash said with a laugh. "I at least didn't had to stay alone. I married my wife's friend after my wife's death." He sighed again. "Like the breakfast?" he asked suddenly smiling.

"You made it?" Hermione asked glad at the change of subject.

"Yes, you like it?" Ash asked.

"Mmmm… hmmm, yes. Its tasty." Hermione said licking her fingers. "I loved it,"

"What's your name, by the way?"

"Hermione" Hermione said with a laugh.

"Smart name, I'm Ash." Ash said taking Hermione's hand and shaking it.

"So, will you like roam around with me?"

"Love to. But, where are we?" Hermione asked yawning.

"The Orange Islands" Ash replied.

"The Orange Islands?

"Yep, that's where I and my second wife, Ashley have come for honeymoon. Hurry up or we'll miss the train," he

stood up and told Hermione where she could find Ashley's dresses and accessories.

"Hurry up, I'll be waiting down at the reception downstairs." He said and leant down to kiss her on her cheek.

"See you," he whispered in her ear. Hermione nodded as he opened the door and shut it slowly disappearing thru it. Hermione sat on the bed and sighed.

"I'm with a married man called Ash, who is or was a widower and now married to his wife's best friend. I wonder what Malfoy, Harry and Ron are doing. How did I come here? Where is Ash's second wife, Ashley? I think she's gone in my place in Hogwarts. I hope she's fine…."

"Hey, you're taking more time," Ash's call made her leap out her thoughts. She shook her head and walked inside the bathroom thinking, "Yeah, but Ash's a good person. At least, Ashley married a gentleman like him. I'm safe. But, what about Ashley who's with three men….."

PLEASE R&R.