For some reason, I just dont have much to say. I bet everyone is like, "THANK YOU! I was waiting to you to shut up since chapter one!" Either way...

Enjoy!

P.S. I tried to find a picture of the weasley family with all the weasleys in one frame...but i failed. There just weren't any :(

And I just want to point out that I completely disagree with this quote. I'd die from happiness if I could have dinner with my characters :)

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"If I were invited to a dinner party with my characters, I wouldn't show up"

---Dr. Seuss

For the first time, in what was most likely the history of Weasley Dinner, the Burrow was subdued.  Almost everyone had arrived already.  They were waiting for Harry, Ginny, Teddy, Ron andAstoria.

            Fleur, Bill’s wife, was discussing what she was planning to wear to Ginny’s wedding with Penelope, Percy’s wife.  Angelina, Fred’s girlfriend, and Alicia, George’s girlfriend, were sitting by the fireplace arguing with Percy on which teams will make it to the final round of Quidditch World Cup this year.  Bill, Fred, and George were huddled in a corner of the living room betting on how long it would take until someone went off on Ron for what he did to Hermione. Charlie and Mr. Weasley were discussing a new breed of dragons that had recently been discovered.  Victorie, Bill and Fleur’s four year old daughter, was sitting by her mum waiting for Teddy to arrive.

            Just as Mrs. Weasley finished setting the table, the bell rang.

            “Someone open the door,” she called out.  “It must be either Harry or Ron.”

            “I don’t see why we can’t just lock the traitor and his girlfriend out,” muttered Fred as he went to open the door.

            “We are not late, are we?” asked Harry, walking in holding Teddy and Ginny’s hands.

            “No dears.  Not at all,” beamed Mrs. Weasley.

            “A certain someone couldn’t decide on what to wear to impress a certain someone else.  So it took us a while,” explained Ginny, inclining her head towards the five year old boy who was deep in conversation with the almost five year old girl.

            “We are going to have to keep an eye on those two when they grow up, won’t we Fred?” asked George.

            “Absolutely, George,” replied Fred with a wide grin.

            “This morning Teddy told me that he will grow up and marry Victorie,” Ginny informed everyone.

            “Awww, that is so adorable!” cooed Penelope.

            “So, is he here yet?” Harry asked the twins, pulling them aside.

            “He?  Oh you mean the traitor!” exclaimed George.

            “No. He didn’t grace us with his sorry presence yet.  George and I made a bet you see–,”started Fred.

            “On whether or not he is brave enough to come,” added George.

            “Would you care to bet?” asked Fred.

            “Fred and George Weasley!  Stop that right now, or your mother will hear about it!” exclaimed Mr. Weasley.

            “Hear about what?” asked Mrs. Weasley walking in the living room.

            “Nothing, dear,” Mr. Weasley said hurriedly.  “But Charlie and I were talking about a fascinating species of Dragons that have recently been discovered.”

            “Anyways,” George said, moving to a secluded corner of the room, away from Mr. and Mrs. Weasley.  “Charlie and Percy, being the optimists they are, are betting that he will show up. Bill, Fred, and I are betting that he won’t.”

            “Even if he does show up, we have a nice little surprise waiting for him.  Don’t we George?” asked Fred with a mischievous smile.

            “Absolutely, Fred. What better way to have a family reunion than with a surprise,” replied George mirroring the look on his twin’s face.

            “How long do you imagine it will take until it happens, George?” asked Fred.

            “If should happen an hour or two after dinner if my calculation are correct,” replied George.

            “What—Actually, I won’t even bother asking,” Harry said with a smile. “But ten galleons that he will show up.”

            Just as Harry finished, the doorbell rang again and this time a red-head walked in with a blonde in tow. Immediately, awkwardness replaced the levity that was apparent only moments prior to their entrance.  For the first time, in history, the Burrow was filled with silence.

            “Um. Hello everyone,” Ron said awkwardly. “This is my girlfriend, Astoria Greengrass.”

            “Hello dears,” said Mrs. Weasley with a smile.  “Now that everyone is here and dinner is ready, lets all sit down.”

            “This is sure to be interesting,” Harry muttered to Ginny who was staring intently atAstoriawith a hard look in her eyes.

            As she passed byAstoria, she said, “So you as beautiful as the magazines say you are” before going to sit at her usual spot. No one knew what to make of this comment, not even Harry.

            Not too sure whether it was an insult or a compliment,Astoriaflashed her pearly whites and said, “Thank You.” Just as she was about to take a seat next to Ron, Teddy and Victorie simultaneously screamed out, “That’s Aunt Mione’s seat!” much to her embarrassment.  As she blushed beet red, Harry and Bill tried to tell the kids why Aunt Mione was not coming with half concealed grins on their faces.

            After the seating arrangement was sorted out, the much anticipated dinner began.

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            After what could possibly have been the most awkward dinner that anyone had ever attended was over, everyone drifted to the living room to socialize.

            Victorie and Teddy were running around trying to catch a gnome that had snuck into the house.Astoriawas telling Fleur, Angelina, and Mrs. Weasley about one of her recent photoshoots. Fleur and Angelina looked like they were about to fall asleep and Mrs. Weasley’s smile began to sport a strain after the second hour.  Ron was looking sheepish and talking to Mr. Weasley on one corner of the room.  Penelope and Ginny were watching Percy, who was trying to demand the twins to pay up, with amusement.  Bill and Harry were talking about the latest news at the Ministry when Charlie, who was reading the newspaper, called out.

            “Oi!  Would you look at that!”

            “What?” asked Angelina, eager to escapeAstoria’s never ending narcissistic story.

            “Malfoy’s newest fling,” Fred replied, reading over Charlie’s shoulder.  “And she’s got some legs!” This earned him a glare from his girlfriend.

            “It is upsetting to learn that the Daily Prophet has shrunk to such lows as to let riffraff like this on the first page instead of real news,” commented Percy.

            “What would you rather have on the front page, Weatherby?” asked Fred with a sarcastic tone.

            “Perhaps a report on thick bottomed cauldrons?” asked George causing Percy to turn a bright shade of red that clashed with his hair.

            “How does Malfoy manage to get them?” wondered Charlie. Soon a crowd formed around Charlie as everyone gathered to see the article.

                                                                                      “Mystery Girl?”

            Draco Malfoy was seen recently at Blaise Zabini’s bash with this beautiful brunette on his arm.  It seems like the Wizarding World’s most eligible bachelor’s broken heart has been healed.  But as to who this beautiful lady is, we can only guess.

            Underneath this was a picture of Draco with his arm around his Mystery Girl as they both laughed at some inside joke, apparently oblivious to the rest of the world.

            “Dis gurl looks bery familiar,” Fleur declared.

            “Maybe you went to Beauxbatons with her,” suggested Bill, taking a closer look at the picture.

            “Maybe,” replied Fleur sounding doubtful.

            “I think I know her!” Ginny exclaimed as she looked closely at the picture.  “No!  I know I know her!”

            This caused Harry to take a closer look at the picture.  His eyes widened as realization filled them.

            “It’s not her is it?” asked Harry.                                                      

            “Yes.  It’s her,” replied Ginny.

            “Wow,” was all Harry could say

            “Who is it?” the twins asked simultaneously.

            “Hermione,” replied Ginny calmly.  And suddenly the room exploded with “Oh My”’s and “It is!”’s.

            Fred looked absolutely disgusted. “I can’t believe that I just said Hermione has great legs. I think I might just throw up,” he muttered.

            “Aunt Mione looks really pretty,” commented Teddy.

            “Daddy, is she going to marry him now?” asked Victorie.

            “Erm. I guess so. If they really love each other,” Bill replied hesitantly.

            “Well, I want to be her flowergirl,” declared Victoire.

            Ron was so shocked that he spit out his drink.  It was hard to tell who was more angry, Ron or Astoria.

            “That’s not Hermione. That can’t be Hermione. There is no way that is Hermione.  Hermione would never dress like that. Ever. No way,” Ron declared.

            “You know, I kind of want it to be ‘er,” Fleur muttered to her husband who nodded in agreement.

            “Well Ron, deal with it because it is her. And no matter how many times you try to tell yourself that it is not her, it will still be her.  So just accept the fact that is her and accept what you did to her,” said Ginny, speaking to Ron for the first time since he broke up with Hermione. She then turned to Harry.  “I have to talk to Hermione.  I’ll be back in a few minutes.” Then she apparated to Hermione’s apartment.

            “I think I should go after her,” Harry said.  “I’ll be back in a few.”

            And he too apparated, leaving two extremely agitated people and thirteen amused minds behind.

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