AN: Yay! First chapter posted! Sorry there's so much info and not enough story. I'm working on it xD

SUMMARY: It's been six years since Phoenix had last seen the one who tore her down, and it was hard to deal with. Now that she's 23 and has her life on track, she's putting her family first by getting a job with the Quibbler after she quits her ministry job, and is the maid of honor at her sister's wedding. But when an unexpected guest arrives, Phoenix's feelings go on a turn...

DISCLAIMER: I don dot, and never will, own Harry potter. the only character that belongs to me is Phoenix. The rest belongs to JKR. :)

CHAPTER 1!

My hands were curled tight around the bouquet of flowers in my hands. It wasn't my wedding day though. I wish it was. My twin's wedding day. Luna Lovegood would be Luna Scamander by the end of the night. Hermione, Harry, Ron, Neville, I, and Ginny were the wedding party. I hooked onto Neville's arm, watching as Ron and Hermione walked down, Harry and Ginny infront of them. I gave Luna a kiss on the cheek, looking at her beautiful, big wedding dress one last time, before walking down again. I smiled at everyone around, my friends, Rolf's family, and my cousins. It wasn't a big wedding, but the chapel was pretty full. I gasped when I saw two blue eyes looking at mine. I blushed slightly, just focusing on where I had to go. Following Hermione, I went to the 2 bridesmaids that were there already,

"Hey, Phoenix, look who's here", Hermione said, pointing to the blue eyed man who was sitting in the middle of the congressation. He didn't look much different than the last time Id seen him, back when we were in Hogwarts, He looked more 19, then 23. She sighed, ignoring him. It'd been years since they'd last seen each other. What difference would it make now?

I smiled when my father and Luna were walking down the Aisle, Luna looking Radiant, Happy, Glowing like any bride should be. I smiled at the bridesmaids by me, all of us in alike yellow dresses. Luna thought that wearing sun colors could bring luck. I believed her, for at Bill and Fleur's wedding, we did so. And they were as happy as ever, for they have a daughter and were having another soon.

I had to stop myself from crying when it got to them saying their 'I do's'. I never really thought about the day that I'd see my older sister [by two minutes] getting married. She and Rolf looked happy together, them holding hands was like a perfect clay mold made by the best potter. I hoped that one day I could get married, wear a big dress, and have my father walk me down the aisle. But working in the 3rd level of the Ministry of Magic wasn't exactly the most attractive factor. I would be quitting soon enough, and moving back in with my dad and working on 'The Quibbler'.

"I now pronounce you Mr. and Mrs. Scamander", the priest smiled. Luna and Rolf leaned in to fish-kiss each other, and everyone clapped loudly, Especially Our dad.

The reception was going wonderfully... If you weren't as lonely and single as I was. I took a drink and swallowed it down, dancing with all my cousins. By the time I was my 4th drink, I was on the floor, dancing drunkenly with one of my best friends, George. We belted out the lyrics of the song horribly, and laughed loudly as we stepped on each other's feet. Luna, the bride herself, pulled me away from him, and started to dance with me, "Could you play the piano for us? Rolf loves your compositions", Luna smiled,

"Annnnnnnnnything for the Bride! Just lemme... Sober up", I giggled, getting some coffee and sitting at the head table quietly, by myself.

Then... He came up to me, "Well, if it isn't Phoenix Lovegood. What has it been, 6 years?" He asked. I nodded,

"Yeah, it has. Technically, 6 years, 2 months, a week and 3 days. The ministry makes me memorize crazy dates all the time", I sighed, "What has the Famous Malfoy become?" I'd added.

"Governor of Hogwarts", He said. I nodded, "I knew that the next time I saw you, you'd be beyond successful. How are your parents? Haven't seen them in years, since I corrupted them", I'd asked, getting another cup of coffee.

"They're fine. Getting old, you could imagine. Are you at work tomorrow?" He'd asked.

I shrugged, "I get a week off due to the wedding. My friend, Perry is covering for me. Why do you ask?"

"Well, I was wondering if you wanted to catch up. I mean, for god's sake... It's been-",

"Six years, two months, one week and three days", I smiled slightly, "And I'd love to. You could come by for Lunch tomorrow? I'll be working on the Quibbler with my Dad. You know, he seems to like you", I smiled. Draco nodded, "Sounds perfect, want a drink?' He offered.

"I can't hold my drinking, plus, I have a piano to hit in a few minutes. Plus... Who knows what crazy shit will happened after I drink?" I laughed, "Now, let's take a drunk test", I stated. He raised an eyebrow at me.

"What do you mean?"

"Well, dance with me. And if I step on your feet, then I'm obviously still drunk without knowing it, and the coffee didn't work", she smiled, taking Draco's hand. She put a hand on his shoulder, and held his hand with the others, like she did with my friend Seamus at the Yule Ball, many years ago.

"You don't want to check if you're drunk, Phoe. I know that you just want to dance with me", He smiled charmingly, using the nickname he initially gave me when we where 3rd years. He was right. I did. It'd been 6 years since I last saw him. I remember the day we said our permanent goodbyes. I told him I loved him in a way he'd never understand, and he walked away,

"Not true. Don't flatter you", I smiled. The song had ended, and I smiled as we parted, "it was nice of you to talk to me. Now, enjoy the piano", I smiled waving goodbye. I smiled at Luna and her big dress, and then sat on the piano bench. The music that the band was playing had quieted down, and everyone was looking towards me. I hit my fingers down on the keys in an orderable fashion, the sound being welcoming to my ears. That was thing I loved most in life, aside from magic. The way that I let my feelings out; with the hit of a piano key.

The composition had been finished, and Luna and Rolf hugged me, telling me that it was beautiful, and that it made their wedding day. I stated to cry at that point. I'd been the bridesmaid at different weddings, yes; Neville and Hannah's, Ron and Hermione's, Harry and Ginny's, Seamus and Lavender's; And I cried at all of them. But not as hard as I was right now. Because, simply, it was my sister. My other half. The one who looked exactly like my mom. It was a magical moment in my life.

"Thanks guys", I smiled, wiping my eyes, giving them hugs, "It's about 1pm now. You have a honeymoon to attend to. Where are you going?" I'd asked. I planned it for them, but I just told the flight attendant to sign them up for whatever.

"You should know. We're going to Ireland", Rolf smiled, "And it's time to wrap it up, you're right", He said, snapping his fingers at the MC, who was a wizard,

"Well folks, the night is coming to an end now. We wish the best of luck to Luna and Rolf Scamander, and to have beautiful marriage", He exclaimed, raising his glass. Everyone followed so, smiling as they shipped their champagne.

"Well, I'm going to dads. We'll be apparating there, don't need to worry about drunk driving", I smiled at both of them, giving hugs and kisses before they left off. I met with my dad outside the tent. We thanked people for coming and such, until the last one left, "Thanks for coming", I smiled at the last guest, giving him a hug, "And don't forget; Lunch", I smiled.

"So, who was that boy that you were talking with last night? Not George, The blond one?" My dad asked, reading his latest publishing of 'The Quibbler'. I smiled. I knew he'd get curious about it. I casted a spell to get the dishes washing, and then made eggs for him.

"His name is Draco Malfoy. You've met him before. You must be getting old", I smiled, placing a plate in front of him and kissing his forehead, "He's the one who stopped communication with me six years, 2 months, a week, and 4 days ago", I grimaced.

"Oh, I remember that!" Xenophilius exclaimed, "Nice boy, he was. Had lots of manners. Gave me some ideas for 'The Quibbler'. I'd wondered where he went", he added.

"His parents thought I was too... Childish, I think? Not sure. But they didn't seem to approve", I sighed, sitting across from him at our table, sipping some coffee.

"Such a shame. You know, you're right when you say that I'm getting old Phoenix...", He trailed off.

"Here we go again..." I groaned. He was going to give me a sympathy speech about how he wanted to throw another wedding, have grandchildren. I laughed at him, "I just met the guy again in 6 years! Okay! It's not like he wants to immediately get married buy a house and make babies!" I exclaimed, "But... You never know what could happen Dad. Maybe I'll get married in a year or two. Who knows?" She smiled, giving him a hug, "Patience. Remember what you and mum always told me and Luna?" I smiled.

"Yes. Good things come to those who wait", He sighed, and "You are so much like her. You just look like me", He smiled.

"I know. That's why I'm your favorite", I smiled, and "We're having a guest for lunch by the way. He'll be here in 3 hours. I'm going to go make something for Luna", I smiled, leaving him in our living room with the Quibbler.

I went to the Den, where I read, wrote, and made clothes for my sister; and whoever wanted them. My recent activity was a baby jumper. Luna was married now. The next step was a baby, right? I flicked not he radio for a little bit, seeing if any cool news would pop up. I worked on the hood of the little green baby outfit. It would be perfect for when they brought him or her home from the hospital that Madame Pomfrey ran, near Ottery St. Catchpole.

Heading to the kitchen, I started getting a head on cooking lunch for the guest. I made... Chicken Pot Pie. I was famous for it. Putting it in the Oven, I went to my bedroom to change into a pair of jeans and a cardigan. Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. I rubbed my eyes, which were free of makeup, and walked to the door and opened it.

"Come in", I smiled.

AN:

Okay, first chapter. Please review it or PM me. :D I'd really appreciate it.

And sorry that she does so many... Non-Harry Potter Related things like knitting, cooking, and playing piano. D:

Plus... I ddn't think it would be so short D: This was 5 pages on word. The next chapter was 10. :3