Ron Weasley was walking through the Leaky cauldron pushing his mop bucket when he slipped and fell on his back. A woman came over and stood next to him. Looking up he saw bending over him someone he thought he knew but did not really recognize. The fact he was staring at her impressive cleavage might have hindered his facial recognition skills.

"Oh dear are you okay won-won?" The woman who smiled at him was wearing a deep necklined silk dress with jewelry around her throat, on her fingers and in her ears.

"Lavender?" Ron gasped in shock as his eyes finally made their way above her chin.

"The Countess Brown to be formal. However given our history I suppose I can allow you to be informal, this time." she said holding her hand out to help him to his feet.

"I thought. You were bit." Ron searched her throat.

"Oh yes. But it wasn't the right phase of the moon. So my parents took me to France where they have the most excellent and modern healers. They managed to resolve all but the most minor scarring and issues. Certainly better than anything we had here at home. Although I suppose Harry and Neville are working on that now aren't they."

"I dunno. I don't move in their circle of society anymore." Ron grumped.

"Oh yes. After you and Hermione, the Lady Potter, broke up you did spend some time in Azkaban for something. Now what was it?" She said putting her finger on her chin and thinking. "Oh yes. It was public intoxication, assault and indecency with a statue." She shook her head. The diamond earrings swaying gently.

"Yeah well. Wow. You look amazing and a countess?" Ron started grinning thinking his life may have turned another corner.

"Well yes. My father passed last year, injuries from the war." She paused taking a deep sad sigh which made her corset creak from the strain, " and I inherited the title. And the estate and the wealth. So." She shrugged.

"Well maybe you and I could have dinner sometime?" Ron ventured. Gryffindor bravery and all.

Lavender chuckled, "Oh I'm sorry. I have plans. The Potter's are holding a ball to announce their firstborn's christening and then the Longbottom's are holding a dinner for the celebration of Luna's discovering her Snockacks. And the big research grant she got from the ICW to study them. So my social book is filled. Besides my fiance would not like to share."

"You have a fiance?" He said looking at her hand to see a huge diamond ring on display.

"Oh yes. Justin Finch-Fletchly? I believe you remember him."

"That stuck up snobbish muggle-born?" Ron exclaimed grumpily. "He's such a stick in the mud."

"Well you know what they say, bore in the hall, wild beast in the sheets." She giggled, "Oh well I better get going. I have to meet him and his father, the Earl, at the Palace for lunch. I just came by to check on things at the bank with my accounts manager. So enjoy your day." She turned and swished out of the Inn with more than just Ron following the progress of the ample backsided woman leaving.

"Weasley. The loo backed up in room 210, go take care of it." The gruff owner of the inn barked at him.

Ron's shoulder's slumped as he pushed the bucket into his closet and got out the titanium hyperspanner sonic waste extractor and headed for room 210. Again.

Review Responses:

OfficerDonNZ: Glad you found these interesting. True expanding the one would be difficult. And a fun way to send her out indeed.

DennisUD: True the one with ehr parents and starting at 9 could be interesting. Maybe someday.