Harry's POV:

I know that 'Mione missed her parents. She had obliviated them before the war so they would be safe. She pretended to be ok, but I knew she was going to miss them.

I fiddled with the small box in my hands. With Headmistress McGonagall's permission, I was allowed to go to the muggle world during a Hogsmeade trip to buy her this.

I flipped the iPhone box over again. To wrap or not to wrap...I pondered. I will wrap it. She's always liked stuff to be neat like that. "GINNY, LOVE!" I called. I looked down at the box again. Is she even going to like it?

Ginny came flouncing into the room a minute later. "Yes, Harry?" She swept by the bed where I was sitting and planted a kiss at the corner of my mouth. I smiled. 

"Could you..." I scratched the back of my neck. "Help me...wrap this?"

Ginny laughed. God, I loved her laugh. It was a sweet melodious tone that rang out and echoed in your ears until you too, were beaming. "You really need help wrapping a present?" She snorted. "Didn't know that the Boy-Who-Lived was also the Boy-Who-Couldn't-Wrap-Presents!"

I looked down in embarrassment and mumbled, "Thanks, love." I grabbed the wrapping paper from a bin of party supplies and tried to wrap it. I heard Ginny laugh again. I turned around and she was holding a pair of scissors. "Whoa!" I exclaimed.

She smiled at me. "You need scissors to cut the paper, do you not?" She turned around, grabbed something, then faced me again. "And tape, as well as a bow."

She sat next to me. "Let me see the box," she requested. I handed it over to her. She giggled. "You've really never done this?"

I thought about all the holidays on Privet and murmured, "Nope." I popped the 'p'.  

Ginny sighed. "This might take a while." She unrolled the wrapping paper and started to wrap the present. She then unwrapped it.

"What'd you do that for?" I questioned. "What's the point of wrapping it then unwrapping it!?" 

Ginny giggled. "To find out how much paper to use, silly!" She set the roll of wrapping paper on the floor. "Now, wrap it around tightly..."
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I took the box in my hand and smiled. It was now wrapped in a gold paper and had a perfectly tied red ribbon on top. I smiled. "Thanks, love." I set the box down and hugged my fiance/girlfriend. I nestled my face in her long, silky red hair. I inhaled. She smelled like coconut shampoo and-

"Harry, you know, I really love you, but sometimes you can be so...daft!" Ginny extended her arms so I was now hugging her waist as she leaned back a bit.  "I have some last-minute things to do, please keep 'Mione busy!" 

I nodded. "Will do." She was about to leave when I grabbed her waist. "Uh-uh, where do you think you're going, missy?"

"Somewhere...far away from...you!" She joked.

"Not until I thank you for helping me..." I leaned in and planted a small kiss on her lips. She smiled and pulled me closer. I tutted. "What about those party preparations?"

She pouted a bit before brightening up. "Don't think I've forgotten about this, Mr. Potter!" 

I raised a hand up to my lips, "Wouldn't dream of it..." I whispered. Even after every kiss we'd shared, I still felt the spark. It consumed me and made me want more each time. 

I shook my head, grabbed a couple of CDs and a radio then headed over to Draco and Hermione's room. Hermione was still sleeping, but Draco was on his way out. I nodded at him. "Morning, Draco."

He nodded back. "Morning, Harry." He left without another word. I closed the door behind him and put the small radio and put a CD in it. I walked into the bathroom and drew her a bath. I left the outfit Ginny planned for her on the counter on the counter. A couple of minutes later,  'Mione stirred and sat up.

"HARRY POTTER WHAT ARE YOU-" I clamped a hand over her mouth. 

"Happy Birthday 'Mione!" I hugged her tight. She giggled. "You're 18 now! Gosh, you're becoming literally ancient!" I joked.

She grunted. "Ah yes, because that is what every girl wants to hear! But dear me, Harry, if I'm ancient then what are you?" She joked back. 

"A good friend!" I smiled at her. "C'mon I drew you a bath." I helped her up from her bed. "Your outfit, picked by Ginny, is in there too." She gave me a kiss on the cheek before walking in. "Thank you, Harry."

"Anytime," I answered. 
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Hermione's POV:

I really wasn't excited about this bath. 

Well, it was extremely kind of Harry to do this for me. Don't get me wrong, I actually really appreciated it! But...what if I grew a tail or something! I groaned, stupid curse!  Squeezing my eyes tight, I hesitantly stepped into the water. I let the warm water wash over my feet and I gulped. I opened my eyes to find that I still had legs! I sighed in relief. Nothing's happening, I'm ok! I'm ok! I'm-

I spoke too soon. I immediately collapsed. Groaning in pain, I opened my eyes to see that I had a tail! It was the same length as my legs, but with a...what is it called? It was a flappy thing? A fin? I looked at my chest to see I also had a matching bra. How great! (I'm super bad at describing things so I'll add a picture:)

The tail was mostly blue but also had gold accents. There were two dorsal fins a little below my hips. The bottom of the tail had two elegant antennae. The bottom of the bra had what looked like dragon wings. It was gorgeous! 

I heard a banging on the door. "'Mione! You ok? I heard you fall!" Harry called from the other side of the door.

"Y-yeah! I'm f-fine!" I called. "Just s-slipped! I'll be out in like fifteen m-minutes!" I sighed to myself. How the hell was I supposed to get myself out of this!? I splashed some water out of the tub with my tail. "Dang it!" 

I rolled out of the bath and started to dry myself with a towel. "This is going to take a very long time, won't it?" I scrubbed my scales with a towel. "SEND GINNY IN!" I called out to Harry. 

About five minutes later, Ginny crept into the room and slammed the door shut on Harry. She magically locked the door and cast the silencing charm. Then, she slowly turned around and looked at me. Her jaw hit the floor. "'Mione you look wonderful!" She rushed over to me and helped me scrub my scales. 

I groaned again. "How am I supposed to avoid this? What if somebody spills my pumpkin juice?" I started to panic. "I can't have this getting around the whole school!" 

Ginny held up a small vial and muttered, "Happy Birthday! When you drink this, you won't turn into a mermaid upon touching water. It lasts for about twelve hours." I hugged her. 

"Thank you, thank you, thank you!" I squealed. I downed the potion in one gulp, but nothing happened. "Huh? Oh...I guess it doesn't give me back legs..." I picked up the towel and started scrubbing. "I wish there was a faster way to do this!" Almost instantly, my hands started heating up. Steam rose from my scales and blurred my vision. A second later, I was a normal girl again. Ginny and I stared at each other, open-mouthed.

"Hm-hm! Well! That...is definitely...SO COOL!" Ginny fangirled. "Test out the potion." She splashed me.

"Ginny!" I gasped. I looked down, but didn't see a tail! "It worked!" I hugged her again. "Thank you so much!" She laughed and told me to get dressed before removing the charms and walking out. 

After changing, I looked at my outfit. It was a simple party dress. It was a dark green halter top that hugged my bodice and flared out at my waist. The material flowed as I spun and resed just above my knees. There was a silver snake belt that went around the waist. I frowned. How Slytherin it was!

I stepped out of the bathroom and saw Malfoy combing his hair at the vanity. My vanity. 

"Um..." I awkwardly cleared my throat. He whipped around and set the brush down.

"You look great, Granger," He nodded in approval. 

"I look Slytherin!" I sneered. I walked towards the vanity and sat down. I pulled out my Beatle the Bard H2O palette and started doing my eyes. 

"Ah, that would definitely be my doing." Malfoy agreed. He looked me over once more. "And do you like the dress?"

I looked at myself in the mirror again. It was a really nice dress, just not very Gryffindory. "It is a really nice dress..." I bit my lip and looked at him. "Why?"
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"She WHAT!?" I scream at my future husband. He pales and walks back. 

"Uh-she wanted to meet-" Malfoy bumps into the wall. I storm out of the room and into the kitchenette. Sighing, I pull out ingredients to make pancakes. 

Just as I'm about to ladle the batter onto the skillet, Malfoy comes out. He's wearing a normal black and white suit and has a Slytherin green tie. To match my dress, I presume. He walks over to the TV and clicks it on. "Take a picture Granger, it'll last longer." He comments. I blush and continue with the pancakes. 

While I'm making some crepes and french toast, Malfoy comes up to me and starts to explain. "Look, Granger, my mother got permission from McGonagall to come to visit today so she could meet you. I'm sorry for not telling you sooner." I gasped. Was Draco Malfoy...apologizing? To me, the muggle-born Gryffindor nonetheless! 

I was about to open my mouth but the portrait burst open. Ginny and Harry were clinging onto a woman's arms telling her now wasn't a good time. I took a nervous breath. Narcissa Malfoy had arrived.