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Triangle Disease

Part I

Chapter Three

�Decisions�

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Editor�s note:� I have borrowed a story idea (below) from the
story Forever Together, Part 1. Hermione's Tear, Chpt. 3 �The Birthday Present�
http://fanfiction.portkey.org/story/4369/3

I want to thank Solomon
Aegis < bookofmonsters@aol.com>� for letting me
use his idea.� If you have not read his
story, DO IT. It�s awesome and I really love it.

Mr. and Mrs. Granger sat uneasily on their chairs in front of
the headmaster. Next to the Grangers Harry could see Molly and Arthur Weasley
and the Deputy Minister for Magic, Madame Bones. The headmaster sat, as usual,
behind his desk. Everyone was looking uncomfortable.

�Mum � Dad? What�s wrong?� Hermione asked anxiously.

�Well, Hermione �?� her mother began uneasily.

�We want to remove you from this
school, Hermione.� Her father continued. �The stories we have heard today are
simply too much. We understand that you want to be a witch, but playing hooker
or dying is too much. So please go get your things, we are leaving this place
immediately.�

Hermione blanched and became as pale as possible, her eyes
flaming. �Playing hooker? How dare you. I don�t just want to
be a witch � I am a witch. The fact
that I�m here is proof enough. I refuse to go back home with you. And if you
don�t give in, I�ll ask the Deputy Minister for Magic to evoke a small law,
which will force you.�

Matt Granger did not believe his ears.
�What did you say to me?� he asked in anger. Hermione blanched again. �You
heard me, Dad. If you try to force me I will be forced to ask the Deputy Minister,
who is sitting right here. Madame Bones, you do know which law I�m referring
to, don�t you?�

The woman nodded. �Indeed, there is a law which obligates muggle
parents if they form a threat for the wizarding world or for the child who has
magical blood. If your parents refuse to cooperate, you can request to invoke
that law immediately.�

Everyone looked to Mr. and Mrs. Granger � who were looking pale
and horror-stricken now.

�Mr. and Mrs. Granger, my name is Harry James Potter.� He gave
them some time to regain themselves. �My guardians are all dead. My parents were
killed by Voldemort and my Godfather was murdered by a death eater less than
two months ago. I�m not legally an adult yet in the wizarding world and I�m
still a child in the muggle world. I�m not even sure what my legal status is
here at Hogwarts. I suspect that the Headmaster somehow controls my inheritance
until I turn 17, though I don�t know the specifics. Hermione, on the other
hand, is about to come into her majority. She is very lucky that she has you,
and that you are willing to fight for her. However, this is a crisis that is
going to kill your daughter, me, and
another innocent young woman within two days. You can ignore it, take her from
school and she will die. The alternative is that you let things happen the way
Hermione wants, and you have a lifetime with her. In addition you get a
grandchild or grandchildren.�

Matt Granger looked to Harry. �So you are the so-called
husband?�

�No, Sir, I am a victim, like Hermione.�

�And how do you think you�d support my
daughter? You are not even a sixth year student yet student � and you said
yourself that you don�t have guardians.�

Harry looked briefly to the headmaster before turning back to
Hermione�s father. �As usual, the headmaster here tells you the truth, but not
the whole truth. After our discussion here has ended, we�re going to Gringott�s
to work out some details. You are going to receive a very large amount of money
as a sort of dowry. I hope that this answers your question concerning support.�

He turned to Dumbledore.

�Headmaster, if you would be so kind as to explain to the
Grangers and the Weasleys the details and please be thorough.� Madame Bones had
conjured chairs for the three and they sat down.

The headmaster the two sets of parents the details he had
skipped over before. Albus Dumbledore turned, smiling, to the teenagers. �I
assume that you have talked about the curse and the binding, and that you want
to continue with the marriage?�

Harry stood up from his chair and faced the headmaster.

�Yes we did, Headmaster, and I have decided not to continue as
you planned� I don�t want to be bound at such a young age.�.and
I think I�d rather die then live under someone else�s control � even yours.�
With this, he sat down.

Harry never saw the shocked expression on the face of the
headmaster. This was something that the old man hadn�t expected to hear. Harry
however heard everyone around him gasping, holding his or her breath or even
soft cursing.

�The following is going to happen. I want to have the signed
documents concerning our emancipation here. We will take those to Gringott�s, where
I �will transfer the galleons, receive my
inheritance, then we choose a house or manor or family house � whatever I have
or is available, and we�ll be married. After that, we all are going to live at
the property we choose. Once that is settled, we will resume our training for
our OWL�s and NEWT�s through private tutors.�
I know that Professor Lupin is prepared to help, as is Hagrid and others,
including Nymphadora Tonks. They can get us to NEWT level in all of the
courses.�

There was again silence.� Madame
Bones broke the silence though.

�Mr. Potter, I think you�re forgetting that we are your elders,
and you don�t speak to your elders that way, and most definitely you do not
force us into doing what you want.�

Harry shrugged. He knew he had been respectful and even-keeled
up to this point. �The only things that I�ve ever received from my elders were
abuse, manipulation and lies. You�re asking me to honor my elders. I don�t
think so.� I have been abused and bullied
by the Ministry, lied about by the Daily
Prophet at the order of the Ministry, and treated like vermin by the death eater potions master here� Snape
came out of his chair, with his wand in his hand. He was menacing �How dare
you, Potter! You and your miserable mud-blood parents.
Always holier-than-thou�

Harry was beyond caring what Snape had to say, �Sit down, Snivelus. You aren�t
fit to lick my boots. My father was a thousand times the man you are.�

The air was so tense that it could have been cut with a knife.
Dumbledore had his wand out, as did Madame Bones.� Harry, Hermione and Ginny were all similarly
armed and their wands were pointed at Snape. Snape looked ready to strike. �Go
ahead, Snivelus. Let�s see just how good you are.�

��SEVERUS, HARRY, SIT DOWN
NOW!� Dumbledore bellowed. �I WILL NOT HAVE IN-FIGHTING IN MY OFFICE.�

Harry sat down quietly. When the tension lessened, Harry continued,
�Professor, Deputy Minister, I have no reason to care about my �elders�. �It was my �elders� who allowed my relatives to
cage me like an animal for YEARS. Do you
know why I always came back from the summer holidays thinner than when I left
school? It was because I was made to cook by my Aunt Petunia but I wasn�t
allowed to join them for dinner. I WAS FED SCRAPS.�

There were shocked looks all around the Headmaster�s office.
Molly was almost purple, she was so livid and Miranda Granger was pale, she was
so distraught. Harry didn�t notice their looks, though because he was also boiling
over with anger. He could feel it and he wanted to make sure that he did not
want to burn bridges behind him. �Not only that, but the Headmaster has manipulated
my life by always failing to tell me the complete truth, even though I�m the
�chosen one� and the �boy who lived�. Since I�m the only one who can take down
Voldemort, no one else matters. I think that the Headmaster is willing to
sacrifice whoever is necessary to see me beat Voldemort.� There was a shudder
at the mention of his name, but Harry didn�t care.

�If we were to live here, he would offer us separate rooms, even
though we were married, so he could control us. He will have the Death eater�s
children in classes with my pregnant wives and he risks their lives only to
remain in control. If something happens, he will show pity but nothing more.
Those girls will only be sacrifices for him, nothing more and nothing less �
all for the big picture. The only players on the field are Voldemort and me; because of the prophecy concerning the two of us�

Therefore, I�d like to see those signed documents now, otherwise
there is no deal, and then we leave this office. If you think that I�m
bluffing, then I suggest you join me at Privet Drive, where I will die. You see, knowing
that I am going to die, that wouldn�t mean much to me. I�d only hope that I can
take those muggles with me into death.

If you lock me up in the Gryffindor
tower, the only thing I can bet on is when I die, I leave a big mess behind. It
is a pity that I can�t force you to clean up after me.�

Harry�s magic was raging out of control. His fists were glowing
blue-black with accumulated raw magical power and several of the adults who saw
it scurried backward to get out of the way. They weren�t sure what he was
capable of, but were pretty certain they didn�t want to find out first-hand,
either.

Dumbledore�s voice was stentorian �That�s enough, Harry. We�re not your enemies, despite what you think. Drop
your anger and release your hate. I will not see you attack those who have
defended you and loved you for so long.��
There was no friendliness in Dumbledore�s eyes. His wand was out again and
he was looking at Harry with something bordering on real anger.

Harry�s glare was icy and his voice was harsh, because he was
close to being beyond caring. �His wand suddenly
was out as well and the air was tense �Make up your mind, Professor. I�m not
going to have my life controlled anymore.�

�Leave this office Harry. Right now. I
will not tolerate, from a student, or anyone
else, being threatened in my own office. You are not welcome here again
unless you accept our terms.�

�Not going to happen� Harry spat. He turned and looked to the
girls. Hermione and Ginny were frowning. He held out his hand and waited for
the girls to grab it� Ginny extended her hand and he pulled her up from the
chair. Harry looked questioningly to Hermione, who slowly shook her head. Harry
saw that Hermione was seething with anger. He wished he could be a fly on the
wall when she let loose, but it wasn�t to be. Before Harry and Ginny left the
office, Harry did something that no one expected. He made an ostentatious show
of putting his wand away. The heavy, wooden, thoroughly magical doors to
Dumbledore�s office were still closed, but that was not a problem � at least
not for what Harry had in mind. Harry turned to Snape �hey, Snivelus. Pay
attention. You think you can beat me? You�re nothing.� He spat out the last word; focused the raw, naked power
that he had gathered; and with a deafening roar, blew the doors to matchsticks.
After that, nobody stopped them.

Once the dust had cleared, Harry and Ginny hurried down the
spirally staircase from the Headmaster�s office and through the corridors of
Hogwarts, hand in hand, not in the direction of the Gryffindor tower, but that
of the great hall. When they reached the painting of the Great Revolution of
the Goblins with Eric the Burrier they slowed down.

They caught their breath and Ginny whorled on Harry. �Oh my God,
Harry. I�ve seen power before, but nothing
like that. When did you realize that you can do wandless magic?�

�Remember when I blew up my aunt Marge? Summer
before my third year? That�s when. I�ve been practicing ever since. I�ve
gotten pretty good at it, too. Have you ever wondered why Gryffindor Quidditch
players get hit less often by bludgers than anyone else?�

Ginny was shocked. �That
was your doing?�

Harry grinned. He had wanted to tell Ginny that particular secret
for forever.� He couldn�t tell Ron and he
didn�t want anyone else to know, but Ginny...she was the exception. �Yea, that
was me. It didn�t take much to nudge a bludger in another direction. No one was
watching me, sitting at 500 feet, directing bludgers so our guys didn�t get
hurt.�

�What can you do now? I saw you blow those doors apart. I felt
the shockwave from it. I thought you were going to do something a lot worse.
Have you done other things like that?�

Harry hesitated. How much could he tell her? His heart told him.
Everything, Harry. She�s going to be your wife. Don�t be
stupid.

�Ginny, yes, I have. I�ve gotten better at it this summer.
Wandless magic doesn�t attract the attention of the Ministry at all, so that�s
what I�ve been using. I turned my cousin Dudley into a frog for eight hours and
cursed a couple of Dudley�s gang with the
leg-locker curse and the slug-vomiting curse. Those were easy though. What was
more interesting was blowing apart boulders and
things. I got to be very, very good at it.�

Ginny smiled. She knew, from what
little Harry had told her, how bad it had been for him at his Aunt and Uncle�s
place. She had seen the loathing on their faces at the end of the school year
when they picked him up at King�s Cross Station. �She realized that it must have felt good for
Harry to be able to take out some of his frustrations on his cousin.

��I�d like to ask you to
do something,� Ginny whispered.

�What is it, Gin?� Harry whispered back.

�I want you to kiss me.�

They stopped walking and Ginny turned to Harry. ��When I was four years old, I remember my
mother telling stories about you, before I went to bed. When I was six years
old, I could not sleep before my mother or father told another story. When I
was nine years old, I promised myself that I�d marry you when I was old enough.
When I was eleven years old, you truly were my hero � you rescued me. Now I�m
fifteen, I�m going to die, and I want you to kiss me.�

They locked gazes. �Last summer I realized something, Ginny. �I watched your every move. We grew closer to
each other and this summer vacation, I was thinking about you and Hermione as
well. You are the girl who caught my attention first � because of Voldemort;
you are also the ones who are going to die. Are you sure you want to kiss me?�

�Yes, Harry,� she whispered softly.

Harry closed the distance between them slowly... The feather
soft touch of their lips sent streams of electricity through their bodies.

�If I�m going to die, I want to make this memorable,� Ginny
whispered. Harry leaned further down and rubbed his nose against hers, then
kissed her forehead, each eye, the tip of her nose. Ever so tenderly, his lips
brushed hers, teasing, tickling with gentle caresses.

His tongue traced the sweet outline of
her lips and then explored the warm depths of her mouth. Harry was running his
hands gently up her back when Ginny broke the kiss, took his hand, and ran it
under her shirt to cup her breast lightly. She almost laughed as Harry�s eyes
grew wide before they glazed over as he felt the lacy fabric of her bra and the
warmth of her breast underneath it. Seemingly, with a mind of its own, his hand
was stroking her breast, kneading it gently, and then moving forward to
envelope its sweet mass in his palm.

Ginny arched her back and made happy murmurs in the back of her
throat, while tears streamed from her eyes.

�Ginny, what�s wrong?� Harry asked, alarmed. �Oh Harry � I only
wish that we could do this forever. I have what I always wanted � what I
dreamed about � now I have it � I can die peacefully � I am � I have what I
wanted.�

She threw both her arms around his neck. Harry lifted her into
his arms and carried her towards the great hall. Harry walked through the hall
towards the large doors, opened them, and sat her down on the steps. He sat
next to her, looking to the forbidden forest.

�What kind of prophecy were you talking about, Harry?� Ginny
asked sudden.

The young man was quiet for a moment.

�There was a prophecy made before I was
born, that concerns Voldemort and me. It tells that only one can continue to
live and that I�m supposed to have the power he knows not. What the prophecy
means is that I must kill him or he will kill me.�

�The prophecy still has to be fulfilled. Voldemort is not going
to stop simply because I�m not here at Hogwarts. What will be different is that
we will not have the Headmaster�s help in beating Voldemort. There�s nothing
that can be done about that. We�ve made our choice and I don�t think that the
headmaster will agree with my demands. �

�I don�t think that the headmaster has another choice,� a voice
came from behind them. Harry turned quickly and saw Hermione standing behind
them.

�Hermione!� he whispered.

�

�When they saw you blow that door apart without your wand, and after
Madame Bones took the Headmaster to task for some of the things you said, the tide started to turn. Plus, I had some things to say
to the headmaster and all the others who think they are the wise and great,�
she said with half a smile.

She moved next to Harry and sat down beside to him. She grabbed
his knee and put her head on his shoulder. �Whatever happens, we are together.
If the curse was indeed cast by Voldemort, and Dumbledore doesn�t agree with
the conditions we set down, we�ll die soon enough. If it is a hoax by
Dumbledore, I want to be gone from this place. I don�t think it is, though. If
Dumbledore agrees with your demands and Tom did curse us, I want to be gone
from this place as well.�

�I love Hogwarts, but I have no desire
to see the headmaster again � at least not until our children are born and are
safe.� Ginny agreed.

Harry only nodded. He didn�t hate Hogwarts and he certainly didn�t
hate Dumbledore � Harry knew that he really loved the old man - but for his
wives� sakes, he knew he was going to have to give those things up, at least
for a while.

�I am happy that you came, Hermione. How did you know that we
were here?�

Hermione held up the Marauders map. �With this, love� she said, smiling.

�We want to hang on to that, Hermione. It could prove very
useful.�

�What did they want, Hermione?� Ginny asked.

�You mean when you both left?�

�Yeah.�

�I asked Dumbledore about the prophecy
and he told us. They were very upset because of what you said, Harry.
Nevertheless, they were more upset with the Headmaster, and I don�t think
they�ll trust the man anymore. Your mum was busy working herself into a temper,
even a frenzy up to the point that she could�ve hexed
him. I left before they said anything else.�

Hermione stopped and then said, almost
as an afterthought �Oh�and Snape is in a right fit. I think he might have the
will to try to kill you, Harry. The things you said seemed to really pissed him off.�

There was a brief silence after those words. It was clear that
Hermione really didn�t care what Snape thought.�

�Harry�, Hermione asked, clearly hesitating.
�I know that you love Ginny � do you think it would be possible to live with me
as well? I mean if we have to be together, and you are forced to marry us both,
do you think that �� Hermione shuddered.

Ginny stood up. �Hermione, I�ll tell you the truth. I�ve been in
love with Harry all my life, and seeing what�s going on at this moment, I don�t
expect us to we live long enough to ��

Harry put two fingers gently on her
lips, and wrapped the other around Hermione�s waist. �Shhhhh
I�ve already told you, Hermione. I love you. I always have. You�ve been my best
friend. You complete my sentences and you know more about what I�ve gone through
than anyone at Hogwarts, including Ron. Plus, you are a great and wonderful
witch and I will share everything I have with you happily. However, this is
neither the time nor the place to talk about those things.�

�Hermione � just as I kissed Ginny and
told her how much I love her, I am asking you��.�will you let me kiss you,
too?�

�Oh,
Harry!� Hermione�s eyes were bright and shining; wet with tears; as she swept into his arms and kissed Harry with a fierce
passion.

�I love you, Hermione. I didn�t think
it was possible to love two women the same way, but I do. I would die for you.
No one can keep us apart � the three of us.�

Harry reached into his pocket and took
out his DA medallion. Harry started a series of magics that would produce the
special gift he had in mind. The first thing he had to do was cancel the magic
binding the charmed medallion. �Finite incantatum�. The medallion glowed and then settled in
his palm. Then, using transfiguration magic that neither Hermione nor Ginny had
ever seen before - and for Hermione that was saying something - Harry
transformed the solid gold medallion into two, less-than-paper-thin, gold, heart-shaped
medallions. �Harry had never thought he�d
have the chance to use this charm, but he had learned it from Remus Lupin for
the moments before he faced Tom again, so that he wouldn�t die without the
letting a certain person know how much he loved her.

�Ginny? Hermione?
I want you to have something from me. Reach out your hands�

Both girls did and Harry laid a medallion
in each of their palms. Harry whispered �Credo pectus oris� as he touched each medallion.

A deep
gonging sound reverberated in the hallway and the medallions disappeared. The
girls looked at their palms and each of them saw a distinctive, heart-shaped
mark indelibly etched there. Ginny and Hermione burst into tears as each
realized what she had been given. It was Harry�s heart and soul. It was proof
that he really, truly loved each of them. He took their hands and drew them
both into a hug that was definitely mutual. �

Footfalls echoed in the hall, interrupting the specialness of
the moment. �And you are absolutely right, young man,� a firm voice sounded
behind them. They turned and saw Madame Bones, and Ginny�s and Hermione�s
parents standing behind them. Madame Bones handed Harry a pack of documents.

�That was an impressive bit of magic, Mr. Potter.� I wouldn�t have thought that anyone could
have done that to Dumbledore�s office. I think that everyone has decided to
take another look at you and re-asses their view of you and your chances
against He-who-must-not-be-Named.�

She took out three scrolls from her bag. �You all are
emancipated � here are the signed documents. We want you to live. Please allow
me to cast the same medical spells that the headmaster previously cast on you.�

Harry and the girls gave her their consent. Madame Bones
murmured something under her breath and waved her wand. Again, Harry, Ginny and
Hermione briefly flashed red.

�I see for myself that you are indeed cursed. Please save your
lives and do what must be done. My niece Susan will curse me into next year if
anything happens to the three of you. �

The three looked abashed. They knew Susan Bones well and she had
been a great member of the DA, but she had never been on the inside; a part of
the DA strategy meetings. �They didn�t
want to disappoint her, though and they knew that she cared for them and meant
well.

Harry took the documents, looked at the first document, and gave
them to Hermione. He pulled Ginny and Hermione close to him, so that his voice
would not carry beyond the three of them. �Are you sure you want this?�

Ginny nodded immediately and Hermione smiled sadly at him before
she slowly nodded as well. After kissing Harry one more time, Ginny excused
herself and Hermione for a moment, took Hermione�s hands and drew her back,
behind Harry and out of hearing.

�What�s this about, Ginny? Are you all right?�

�No, but nothing about this is all right. We�ve been cursed and
Dumbledore is trying to control us. But, that�s not what I wanted to say.�

�Ginny, we have to make some good come of this. There�s too much
that�s dependent on Harry�s survival. Voldemort must die.�

�I know, Hermione. That�s why I said yes to being married. I
love Harry. �I always have. I am going to
give myself to him with everything I have and be the best wife to him that I
can. ��Now we both know for a certainty
that he loves us.� �She held up her marked
palm for a moment, to look at it. Ginny paused for a moment and then took
Hermiones� hands and looked at her. �This is for us, Hermione.�� The words came out slowly for her � she wanted
to make all the words right for the moment. �Will you be my bonded sister? Will
you let me love you too and be the best friend, supporter and lover for you
that I can be?�

Hermione began weeping. �Did I say that right, Hermione? Please
say I did!�

Hermiones� tears ran down her cheeks as she looked at Ginny.
�Ginny. I don�t know much about this. I�m muggle born, so all this is new to me.
Hell, I�ve never had a boyfriend before, really, but, �I know that you have been the sister I
never had. You defended Harry when no else would and you�ve always protected
his feelings. I love you for that, if for nothing else. YES, I will be your
bond-sister. I will be your supporter too, your friend, and your lover, if you
will have me.�

It was Ginny�s turn to cry and she did, but with happiness that
she had gained not just a husband, but a lover and companion as well. The two
stood there for several long minutes before they both dried their eyes, silently
nodded in assent, �and moved back to stand
across from their parents and next to Harry. It was already pretty obvious that
the three teenagers had made their decision by the fact that each girl had
pressed herself close to Harry, holding hands with him, and unwilling to be
moved. �By the time they turned back,
there was a small gathering of people in the hallway where they were. Both
Hermiones� and Ginnys� parents were there.

Harry addressed Hermiones� parents.

�Mr. and Mrs. Granger, I have given your daughter my heart and
soul today. It is a magic promise of love and fidelity. She now carries its
mark on her palm, just as I have hers. It can�t be withdrawn. I want to ask for
Hermione�s hand in marriage. Are you willing to give us your blessing?�

Mr. and Mrs. Granger looked partly relieved partly confused. Mr.
Granger turned to Harry. �Considering the circumstances, and seeing you in
action in the headmaster�s office, Mr. Potter, and your true words to us all, I
am willing to give you my blessing to marry my daughter.�

Harry turned to Mrs. Granger. �Will you give your blessing as
well?� Mrs. Granger frowned. �Why do you need our consent, Mr. Potter? You are
emancipated and you don�t need our permission to ask my daughter.�

�You are correct, Mrs. Granger. I don�t need any permission but that
of Hermione and Ginny, but I ask for your blessing because of Hermione and
because of the magic that will form our marriage.�

�What do you mean, Mr. Potter?�

�A marriage is a magical contract. I believe that when I ask for
your blessing, and you give it to us, it will make the magical contract between
the three of us stronger and we have a greater possibility to make this work.
So I�m making a formal proposal for your daughter's hand in marriage.�

�In that case I give you my blessing as well, Mr. Potter.�

Harry immediately turned to Ginny�s parents. �Mr. and Mrs.
Weasley, I have already pledged my love to Ginny. I performed Credo pectus oris not ten minutes ago. She carries the mark of it now. She
knows that my love for her is real and is for forever. I�m making a formal
proposal for your daughter's hand in marriage because I honor you both and have
always considered myself one of your sons. Will give me your blessing?�

Arthur and Molly were floored. They both smiled at him, but were
beside themselves with joy. If Harry loved their daughter enough to be able to
effectuate the difficult magic of that charm, �then they would never worry about her
again. It was the only known charm that was unbreakable by someone outside the
bond. �Of course, Harry, you have our blessing. We love you too.�

Harry moved to embraced them both in turn.
He took Molly into his arms and whispered, �Thanks. You know I�ve always loved
Ginny. Now I can do so openly. I will protect her with my life and love her
with everything I have. I promise.�

Molly burst into tears and hugged Harry
even more fiercely. When she released him, Arthur uncharacteristically took
Harry into an embrace. �Take care of my daughter, Harry. She is my only girl
and you�ll be my seventh son.�

He turned to the girls and kneeled. �I know
this is sudden, but I'm only following my heart. I love you both and for the sake
of our lives and our future happiness, I want to ask you for the honor of
wedding you.�

Ginny nodded, �Yes, I will marry you,
Harry.� Hermione smiled and nodded as well. �I will too.�

Harry stood up and enveloped the girls in a
group hug that eventually became a group snog. �We will be married this
afternoon and we�ll have a lifetime to sort things out and be happy,� he
whispered to them.

Harry looked to Madame Bones over the
shoulders of his girls.

�Madame Bones, you as Deputy Minister of
Magic, are you willing to wed us this afternoon when we have finished our
business at Gringott�s?�

�Yes, Harry, I would love to,� she said. �And, congratulations.�

�Thank you, Madame Bones. Do you want to
join us in Gringott�s?�

�I�d like to, Harry, but things are
happening at the ministry, which demand my presence. In addition, you want to
be married today, so I want to prepare some things for the three of you.

When you�ve finished your business at
Gringott�s, please floo to the ministry and meet me at
my office. If you don�t mind, let�s have the ceremony there, so it is fast,
uncomplicated and private. Is that acceptable?�

Harry looked to the girls. Ginny looked a
bit disappointed, but she nodded anyway. Hermione agreed without hesitation. ��Madame Bones, do you know if there will be
any backslash after we counteract the curse?� Hermione asked.

Madame Bones looked a bit anxious. �Ms.
Granger, I truly have no idea what is going to happen. Maybe it would be a good
idea to get Dumbledore involved in the process. I�m confident that I can
convince him to stay out of your personal business.�

Hermione nodded. �Please, Madame Bones, we
truly appreciate your efforts. The Headmaster is angry with us right now and I
know that it�s unlikely that he is going to want to forgive us for forcing him
to do this our way.�

�Yes, I will, dear child.�
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Triangle Disease

Part I