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Chapter 4

Hermione sat slumped down in an open chair as she glared at her dark haired companion. Diana had been walking around and as Hermione had commanded her, introducing herself.

"Ermione' your date is popular with ze gentlemen non'?" Hermione glanced up as Fleur sat down next to her.

"I suppose." Hermione huffed. The men had gathered around Diana and the women had been glaring daggers at the amazon.

"I was not aware zat you were interested in witches. I know zat you and Ron had some issues." The veela trailed off.

"That's putting it mildly." She said with a snort. Ron had cheated on her multiple times. "I am not interested in witches, or women." She said in an afterthought.

"Then why did you bring her?" Another voice piped in. Hermione glanced up. Luna Lovegood looked down at the grass interestingly. "The zeepirtens are in bloom." She said looking at Hermione with a smile.

"I um-"

Fleur cleared her throat. "I do not zink zat you and I have met, non?" She stood up. "I am Fleur Weasley." She held out her hand.

"It's a pleasure to meet you Mrs. Weasley. I am Diana Prince." Fleur cringed at the title.

"I believe zat title is for my mother in law. Fleur will do." She stated.

"Oh. The nargles are clustering around Harry. I better go tell him." Luna at once zoomed off towards him.

"Er? What are nargles?" Diana asked the two women.

"I am not sure half of ze zings Luna speaks about." Fleur replied.

"Things that don't exist. Even in the Wizarding world." Hermione said.

"Zhe would argue wiz' you." Fleur said.

"I know." Hermione grinned. Diana looked puzzled still. "Luna sees the world different than most and she is not afraid to show her true self."

"I see."

"I zee my husband needs zom' help. Excuse moi." Fleur rushed towards the center tent.

"Your friends are interesting." Diana said as she sat down next to the witch.

"Yes they are." Hermione agreed.

"Does the magic community rely solely on magic?" Diana inquired.

"Well some do. Some can get along without using it so much."

"Your friends seem to think you've given up on magic." She raised an eyebrow.

"I don't use magic across the pond. I haven't really came in contact with any other witches or wizards."

"You work in a large city and you have yet to run into more magic users?" Diana stated slightly confused on how that can be.

"I don't go looking for them and if I see a magic shop of some sort I tend to stay away. I haven't really-" Hermione let out a sigh. "It's none of your business." She snapped. Without another word she stood up and stomped away. Diana sat back in the chair and watched the brown haired woman walk away from her.

She did not understand why she wouldn't open up to her. They were having a decent conversation. She did not think that she had offended her. She gave a huff and blew some of her hair out of her face. She was slightly agitated as it fell onto her face again. She repeated the action several times in boredom until someone sat down next to her.

"So um- how long have you known Hermione?" Diana glanced at the male. Harry Potter had taken Hermiones empty seat.

She smiled as she replied, "about 3 days."

"That smile is kind of mischievous. I am assuming you two didn't get along." He said.

"Nope. She kind of ticked me off by calling me snobby in the airport and well I may have man handled her and caused the passengers on our plane to think she is a sexual deviant."

"No? How in the world did you end up as her date and not some frog left in some random pond?" He asked.

Diana told him of her second night with the witch. Harry had at one point, she realized, had made fists upon mentioning the blood and Malfoy persons.

"Were they unpunished enemies in this war the Wizarding world has had?" She asked suddenly.

"Something like that." He muttered. "The elder Malfoy was an open supporter of the leader of the dark wizards in the first war. He got off by pretending to be cursed. His son, Draco, made Hermione, Ron, and my school years hell. He was spoiled and a bully." He stopped and took a breath. "Hermione was tortured in their manor by Draco's aunt." He looked off into the yard at the witch who was trimming the décor on the chairs. He looked back into brilliant blue eyes. "Ron and I were in the cellar. She never mentions what that evil bitch did to her, but by her screams it wasn't a walk through the park. She had suffered from nightmares but she stopped floo-calling me about a year and half ago."

"I see." Diana said solemnly. She had not actually wanted to believe that the young woman had gone through a war. She sat up suddenly. "You three are the same age," Harry nodded at her, "you all were only 17? You were still children."

Harry grimaced at being called a child. "We were mature for our age. Plus in the Wizarding world we come of age at 17. We were considered adults."

"A war is a war. It is nothing but chaos, destruction and murder. My amazon sisters have fought in many wars and I have joined them. It is not easy nor should it be brought upon anyone especially the innocent." She said.

"No. Children shouldn't. Sadly we didn't have a choice."

"Harry there are more people on their way. You need to go greet them while Ginny finishes getting ready."

"Yes Mrs. Weasley." He said. "It was nice speaking with you. Duty calls." He left to go fulfill groom duties.

Diana had barely settled back into her chair before being interrupted again. "What did he say to you?" Her eyes narrowed.

"It's none of your business." She replied haughtily. The witch's eyes glared and her lips pressed thin in anger.

"He is practically my brother. Whatever he spoke about to you is my business." She demanded.

"If you really want to know go ask him. Otherwise let me be." She gave a wave of her hand in dismissal.

"I am not one of your subjects Princess. You cannot just make me leave."

"Hermione I am mad at you. Go away." Diana stated and crossed her arms.

"Mad at me?" She shrieked. Several heads turned to look at them. She lowered her voice. "What in the hell did I do to you. You're the one who weaseled your way into being my date."

"I am mad because I believed you able to hold a conversation—" she stopped speaking as the people around them grew quiet.

"Oh, they are starting already." Hermione said. No sooner had she said so her parents took their seats next to her.

"We aren't finished." Diana said.

Hermione shook her head. The ceremony reminded her of Bill and Fleur's wedding all those years ago. She gripped her chair in anticipation of an attack and lightened her grip when she felt Diana's hand covered hers.

"Relax."

She grunted in response. Leave it to the amazon to notice how tense she was. She pulled her hand away and made her way to her spot.

The event was going smoothly until Harry reached for the ring to place on Ginny's hand. "Er, where is Ron."

Molly Weasley let out a large growl of anger and Ginny screamed that she had an oaf of a brother. Hermione spoke up, "the last time I saw him was when I first got to the burrow." She stated.

"Oops." Everyone turned and looked at who said it. "I, um, I stupefied him when he started drooling over Hermione's date. I think it may have lasted longer than I intended. I will just go use the counter curse." George Weasley said in a rush.

Ginny Weasley, soon to be Mrs. Potter, yelled obscenities. She soon started hurling hexes at her retreating brothers back before giving chase. She sent her famous bat-boogey hex as they rounded the corner and from the surprised yell the crowd knew she had hit her target.