A/N- So, I realise that a few of you may be a little confused... You thought you'd be getting chapter 22 but you're back to chapter 20. Well, whilst reading back over the story I realised that chapter 20 and 21 were absolutely terrible, reading them made me cringe and I thought to myself 'Your readers are so lovely to you and all you've done in the last five/six months is update really rubbishy chapters, they deserve better!' so I decided to delete chapters 20 and 21 and rewrite them! I hope this is better than they were before! Because I have been so mean this chapter is going to be extra long. Thank you all so so so much for all reviews, follows and favourites, they make me so so so happy! :D

By the way, in case you have forgotten with all this jumping around, the last chapter was the one where Luna and Blaise got engaged, Goyle started his book, Ginny talks about her pregnancy and Hermione and Draco finally kiss!

Luna Lovegood could not stop staring at her finger, there seemed to be ladybird on it. After looking at it for a while she finally pushed it off her finger onto the window ledge in the kitchen; then she stood watching the tiny bug plod away. Her attention then turned to another one of her fingers, the one that had the beautiful amethyst and diamond ring on it, even looking at the stunning piece of jewellery sent little waves of joy and excitement into her warm heart. They had told Aaron a little bit earlier about his parent's engagement and he had been rather excited to say the least, in fact he had jumped around the room a lot before enveloping his parents in a humongous bear hug. Luna was distracted suddenly by a soft chuckle coming from behind her.

"Still admiring it are we?" Said her new fiancée who looked pleasantly amused at the blonde girl staring at the ring with a smile on her face.

"Of course," She giggled, finally tearing her eyes away to look at Blaise, who was just as beautiful as the ring, "Is it your Mothers?"

"Merlin, no!" Laughed Blaise, "My Mother has sold all of her engagement rings! If she had saved them our house would be overflowing with them,"

"Oh," Luna replied, looking a little confused. "Can I have a hug?" She asked randomly. Laughing slightly he happily hugged her, but whilst in her arms he froze.

"What?" Luna asked as she felt his arms become rigid around her body.

"My eyes..." He paused, "Are about to fall out," He let go of her body and span her round so she was facing the window, he pointed his arm towards the house next door, to the window of that house, a window that led into the living room of Draco Malfoy and Hermione Granger's house.

"I knew it!" Luna shouted loudly, "I knew it and would anybody listen to me? Nope! I knew I could see the adorebees in their heads, I knew it!" Not even averting her eyes away from the couple making out on their sofa, not aware of prying eyes, she jumped up and down in the air flailing her arms around dramatically.

"Luna, I'm pretty sure Weaselette and I agreed with you," Blaise protested with a soft voice.

"Yes, but I was more certain of it! Let's go and congratulate them!" Without waiting for Blaise to reply she dragged him out of the house and ran to the front door of Hermione and Draco's manor. She knocked loudly on the door despite Blaise stating that they were probably a bit too busy to open the door and that Natalya and Amelia were already in bed.

To his surprise Natalya and Amelia did come to open the door, as well as all their friends who had popped around for their mischievous sleepover. Natalya opened the door and Blaise and Luna were welcomed by several big, toothy grins.

"Hi Aunty Luna and Uncle Blaise," Chimed Natalya and Amelia.

"Why do you two look suspicious?" Asked Blaise with one eyebrow arched. The two little Malfoy kids looked just like Draco when he was at the ripe age of eleven, with naughty little smiles which made it obvious they were up to something.

"Nothing Uncle Blaise," The twins said in chorus.

"Come on, we won't tell your parents," Pleaded Blaise, genuinely interested in what the twins were doing. With them having Hermione's brains and Draco's cunning he suspected that whatever they were scheming, it was probably rather devious.

"You'll see when you walk into the downstairs living room," Giggled Natalya. Luna and Blaise exchanged worried looks.

"You mean you're the ones who made Hermione and Draco kiss?" Luna asked, shocked.

"It was all the hard work of Hannah here," Amelia said, pushing Hannah out to the front of the group of girls. Hannah grinned widely.

"Well, that was unexpected, how on earth did you manage to do it?" Questioned Luna.

"With a lot of skill," Hannah answered with a hint of cheek in her voice. 'That girl will go places' Blaise thought to himself.

"Anyway, may we see your parents?" Blaise addressed to the twins, they happily nodded and moved out of the way of the door so that the newly engaged pair could enter. The girls then quickly ran upstairs in their bedroom, giggling loudly. Blaise and Luna exchanged quick amused looks as they briefly reminisced on what it was like to be young again, the reminiscing was short lived as they were both now very eager to burst in on a kissing Hermione and Draco. They quickly wandered off towards the living room; it took them a while because their house was literally a labyrinth. But soon they reached the room which they knew was the living room.

"Are you ready?" Luna asked, Blaise nodded certainly as a reply, "Then let's do this," The pair burst through the oak door dramatically and the pair snogging on the sofa shot apart faster than Hermione reading a book. Hermione and Draco stared, wide eyed, at the Italian and the weirdo both of them sporting very fetching magenta coloured skin.

"Well, well, well, what do we have here then?" Blaise asked with a teaspoon of malice in his voice... Well more like a ladle of malice. Hermione and Draco didn't even flinch, they were completely stuck in the same rigid and shocked position, neither of them not quite sure how to handle the situation. Draco was seriously considering obliviating the two of them then running away, but unfortunately his body was not functioning properly.

"It's purely physical," Hermione suddenly shouted out. Draco groaned loudly, out of context that sentence would sound really weird and ever so sexual.

"Physical is it? Good for you Draco," Blaise said, sending a suggestive wink Draco's way.

"No, I mean, gahh," Hermione groaned before letting her head sink into the palms of her hand.

Before anyone else could speak Ron Weasley burst into the room.

"Why do people keep on barging into my house?" Cried Draco noisily before letting out a loud and exaggerated sigh.

"Hermione, what's going on, why don't you and Malfoy have your tops on?"" Ron asked, confused.

After a long, awkward silence Luna finally answered for Hermione, "Hermione and Draco have been bitten by a flugiwidgit; Blaise and I were just applying cream to their bites," Luna explained in her usual wistful, but at this time convincing, manner. Ron, who at this moment looked tired beyond belief, accepted the strange story and decided not to push it anymore.

"Oh okay, just put your top back on ferret-face, nobody wants to be blinded by your fluorescent white chest" He said with a smug little grin on his face which clearly said 'Ha! I insulted you! Ha! I'm ginger and you're paler than me! Ha!', anyway he then turned to face Hermione, "Can I talk to you, in private?" Hermione nodded and lead the two of them into the kitchen, in the bright light of the kitchen she could now see him properly, his hair had acquired a nice layer of grease; somewhat resembling their late potions professors but a little more ginger, and his eyes were dim and shadowed. On top of this it looked like he hadn't shaved for a good while and his aroma was a little... musty... and not in a good way.

"Ronald!" She badgered, looking up and down his body with disapproving eyes.

"No, no, no, Hermione please don't go into some long rant about how important it is to take care of myself, I'm too tired!" He protested, predicting her speech.

"What's wrong Ron?"

"Everything's changing!" He sighed.

"What are you talking about?"

"Ginny and Harry are getting married, Ginny is having a real baby, we all have children and for Merlin's sake Goyle can read!" He sunk down in the chair and looked at his sweaty palms.

"Well, we won't have children forever," Said Hermione sadly, thinking about how different and sad her world will be when the project comes to a close and Natalya and Amelia have to be handed back, so to speak.

"That's the worst part, I love my children so much and I don't think I can live without them! Do you know if there is any way we can keep them?" Ron looked at her with sorrow in his eyes, to him Hermione was the one who would solve the puzzle and she would always provide an answer which would mean that things weren't so bad.

"I've been doing some extensive research in our library," She began, "But as far as I can see there is no way we can keep the children..."

"Oh," He said quietly, the last signs of hope leaving his eyes, "I thought that maybe it would all work out, like it usually does,"

"The only solution is to spend as much time with your nine children while they... Last," She said warmly, placing her hand on her best friend's shoulder, "One day you will have children again," She smiled but the smile didn't quite reach her eyes, if truth be told this conversation was making her rather melancholy.

"Thanks Mione," Said Ron, reflecting her half-hearted smile. "I think I'd better leave now, Pansy is probably wondering where I am,"

"It's alright Weasel," She said warmly. Ron's face contorted into a look of confusion and slight anger.

"What did you just call me?" He asked. Hermione looked confused for a moment as she replayed her last comment in her head, then he eyes widened and her jaw opened.

"Merlin! I'm so sorry; I don't even know what I just did!" She apologised quickly with deep frown lines marring her face.

"It's okay Hermione," Ron chuckled, patting her on the shoulder kindly, "You've just been around Malfoy too long," Before she could replied he made a swift exit leaving Hermione to ponder over what just happened.

Had she been around Malfoy too long? She couldn't start to pick up the language which had bothered her for her entire life, but she didn't even realise she called Ron that. What if she carried on subconsciously offending people? What if she turned into a girl version of Malfoy...? No, that was a bit extreme. But what if she began to accept his offending ways and not try to tell him off for it? Things had already changed between the pair of them, now she found him, dare she even think it, rather 'hot' whereas before she just found him merely 'aesthetically pleasing'. Sometimes she found his positively intelligent and ever so slightly funny. She shuddered. But what could she do? Detach herself from him! Yes, that would work! But what about their 'frenemies with benefits' thing they had going on? Well, it was only one kiss after all. Hmm, she was in a pickle.

After a few minutes of inner turmoil she came up with a half-baked solution. She would talk to Malfoy about the kiss and agree on a no strings attached contract (she had thought about writing this contract up but thought that it might scare him a little), but she would spend much more time with her friends to keep up her eloquent and unoffending ways. Simples! Alone in the kitchen, she smiled to herself and attempted to straighten her top but then remembered she wasn't wearing one. She then walked back into the living room where a now fully clothed Draco Malfoy was waiting with Luna and Blaise.

"Did you and Ronald have a good chat?" Luna asked as Hermione sat down on the sofa furthest away from Draco.

"Yes thank you," She replied.

"We have news," Said Blaise, rather bluntly.

"We're engaged," Luna said as she and Blaise broke into huge grins.

"You're what?" Shouted Draco and Hermione in chorus.

"Engaged! You silly-billys," Laughed Luna who seemed to think that the other pair hadn't heard her.

"Yes we heard Lovegood, but, really? Isn't it a bit soon?"

"It's never too soon when one is in love my friend," Blaise said in an extremely cheesy manner, he and Luna rubbed noses. Draco gagged.

"Oh you have got to be kidding me!" Exclaimed Draco, looking at the sight of the two young adults illustrating their love to their friends.

Before anyone could reply Linda Ham, a lady who worked at the help desk of the town, walked in, unannounced. Draco groaned extremely loudly and mumbled something about how people should ask permission before walking into his home.

"The door was unlocked," Linda offered as some kind of excuse, she scanned the room and frowned at the topless Hermione. Hermione, turning bright red, reached over to where her top lay and slipped it on. "Good, anyway, I am here to tell you about the second challenge, Miss Lovegood and Mr Zabini I may as well tell you too, seeing as you are here. In two weeks time there will be a ball, named 'The Easter Feaster'. Stupid name if you ask me but Mr Figfencer does enjoy his rhymes,"

"Mr Figfencer?" Inquired Draco, cutting into Linda's speech.

"Yes; your boss, he is hosting a ball in two weeks, like I said before you rudely interrupted me. At midnight at the event the second challenge will begin. I can tell you nothing else about it other than it is Easter related. I'll be off now because, quite frankly, your company isn't exactly enthralling. Farewell."

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"Minerva, what are you up to?" Asked the portrait of Albus Dumbledore.

"Brilliant things, truly brilliant things," Chuckled Minerva McGonagall as she wrote in her notebook which she kept especially for the future project.

"I'm sure you are," Said the portrait warmly, "There is one thing I am slightly hung up about though," He took a moment to snigger at his own joke, he did enjoy making portrait related jokes, "Aren't the students going to be slightly saddened that their children will be taken away from them?"

"Albus, my friend, when there's a will, there's a way. And there may be a way."