Ron Weasley stood and hung his lime green suit coat on it's accustomed hook, replacing the nondescript brown jacket. Adjusting said jacket across his still broad shoulders, he noted, not for the first time, that he really should resume running of a morning, the easy life of a businessman had meant a gain around his middle. His matching brown fedora set at a rakish angle, with one last check in the mirror, he exited his office on the top floor of Weasley's Wizarding Wheezes and headed to the lift. He would not be back Until the middle of August.

First the family was heading to the Patagonian desert to watch the world cup and then he, Hermione and their two children, Rose and Hugo would head out for an extended vacation of south and North America. He had enjoyed the necessary business trips to "the other side of the pond", expanding he and George's holdings that he knew he wanted Hermione and the children to get to see some of it's wonders.

Hermione placed her last folder into the outgoing file for her secretary to see to on Monday. Vacation, glorious weeks with just Ron and her babies. Rose and Hugo were growing up so fast! Before they knew it each September would mean goodbyes on platform 9 3/4.

It had not been easy rising to Deputy Head at MLE. Grumbles that she was riding her father-in law's and Harry's coattails had followed her until just this past year when she had effectively shut them all up with one spectacular prosecution case. The head had allowed her to present the case in front of the Wizengot and she had, without mercy, squashed all doubt about how she had risen to where she was. To make it even sweeter, as a result yet another archaic law had been changed and a greater degree of cooperation between the magical and muggle governments was initiated.

Now off to get the last minute items to keep the children happy, and the potion that kept poor Hugo from tossing his biscuits when they port keyed for any distance.

George looked over at his beautiful wife. Angelina was stretching sensuously, basking in the warm sun on a towel at their hotel's swimming pool. He had been afraid they would not be able to make this part of their trip after Freddie and Harry had managed to knock each other out cold. He hoped his mum and da were not having too much trouble with that imp! He would find out Sunday, they would be meeting the rest of the family for the world cup. He was a contented man.

Angie and his children were certainly a HUGE part of why. She and he had come together, united in their grief over the loss of Fred, then love had snuck up on them. It took them a bit to acknowledge it but since, that love had grown to fill their lives. It had also given them two children that enriched their world. Sure Freddie was his da's boy, every inch a scamp, but with not a mean bone in his body. Then there was Roxanne, that wonderus, complicated, beautiful mixture of Angie and he. Soft caramel colored skin, large brown eyes, tinted with the slightest green and long beautiful ringlets of coco brown hair that shown with red highlights in the sun. That 7 year old girl had him hopelessly besotted as any dad had ever been.

Charlie Weasley shook his head, dragons in Patagonia?! Who in their right mind brought dragons to the desert! He, like the rest of the wizarding world, had read of the disaster the opening ceremonies had been, feeling sympathy for Rolf and his colleges who had to try and contain the disaster. He had never guessed that before the end of the games Rolf would be appealing for help with dragons.

Some git had decided that a little black market dragon egg dealing would make his fortune and had brought a dozen eggs stolen from various preserves to sell at the world cup. He figured that they would not hatch until the buyers had them safely home. He hadn't figured on how hot a canvas tent gets under a blazing sun.

Well The hatchlings were finally safely on their way to the proper preserves with experienced handlers and he was looking forward to seeing the family, what a way to start a vacation!

Percy pushed his glasses back up the bridge of his nose, this certainly had been one of the most well run cups, from the transportation side, in a long time. Other than having to run for his life at the opening ceremonies, he had quite enjoyed working with the Argentine MOM. It had been a long slog though, and the brief time back in England had only made him miss Audrey and the girls more when he returned to the desert. Tomorrow. tomorrow he would hold all three in his arms again as his ladies arrived for the final!

Bill smiled as he watched Fleur expertly pack for their family of five. He was knackered! Frankly he was more and more tempted by George and Ron's offer to become the CFO of WWW. It seemed the more the magical world changed for the better, with more and more rights for non human beings, the more grumpy the goblins became.

Fleur's business was about to launch and the projections looked fantastic. 12 more months, Bill thought, I'll tell the boys when we get to the site that I'll give Gringots 12 more months, just to make sure Fleur's Vela made is on firm footing and then I will take them up on their offer.

AN- Don't worry we will here from more of the Weasleys, but first what about Neville, Hannah, Luna and Rolf?