Harry had just gotten out of the shower and felt so much better. Like usual, he had spent the whole day at home. But unlike most days, he'd actually done something. He'd spent all afternoon cleaning the apartment and putting things in order.
An owl arrived just as he left the bathroom, towel wrapped about him. He assumed it was Tonks's response. He opened the note and read it quickly. Now, how to get Mandy to agree to go?
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He was hoping that she wouldn't ask. He had figured that if he could get her there without saying who else would be there, she'd just make the best of it.
"Well, I'm sure that most of the younger Weasleys will be there, and probably their significant others. I'm sure that Kingsley Shacklebolt, the head of the Aurors Office, will probably be there. He's always seemed like an incredibly interesting person."
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A gaggle of Weasleys. That sounded thrilling. "I suppose I can go. I mean, I should get to know your friends better," Mandy said with a smile that was very supportive in a practiced sort of way. This might be a very long party, but it would give her a credit to use for a future social gathering. "When is it?"
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Harry stopped holding his breath and relaxed a little. "It's the night of the 5th. So, um, three days from now. It should be a lot of fun. Tonks is a bit wild, and I'm sure she'll throw a great party. And the Weasleys are usually pretty funny and fun to be around."
Harry went back to check on the roast. It was coming along nicely, but it would still be a little while. Magic only sped up the cooking process so much.
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Mandy couldn't truthfully say she was looking forward to this little get together, but she also couldn't say she was dreading it. After all, she got along with them just fine in school, and Harry didn't mention the ghost on the guest list. "What's the dress code for this party?" Mandy asked. It wouldn't do at all to be over dressed.
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Harry never really thought about what to wear to things. In fact, if he and Mandy were going out he usually just waited until she told him what she wanted him to wear, but he supposed that wouldn't work this time.
"Um, well, these people don't stand on pretense too much. Casual should be fine. Maybe something hip if you want to show off a little." Harry smiled and winked at the last part; he knew that Mandy usually dressed to impress.
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Mandy laughed a little. "Somehow, I don't think that showing off is very easy next to Tonks given what she wears to business meetings," she joked as she got up to pour herself more wine. Suddenly, a thought occured to her, "Will most people be wearing robes or muggle clothing?" Tonks had worn muggle clothing to the meeting, and she'd seen various Weasleys in muggle clothing too. Mandy didn't own much of it.
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"I imagine that most of the people our age will be. I don't see Kingsley Shacklebolt wearing Muggle clothing unless he's on an operation or something. We could go shopping if you really wanted to? I know of a couple decent Muggle shopping malls."
He checked the food again. It was getting close.
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A muggle shopping mall? Really? Mandy chuckled softly, "I know of a few stores myself. I'd rather go by a boutique or two than a mall. I always feel like I'll do something very, very witchy when I'm around too many Muggles at once. You know, like using the escalators wrong or pulling out a sickle instead of their money."
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He put his arms around her again and leaned his chin on her shoulder. "It's really not that hard sweetheart. If you want to go up, you get on the escalator that's going up. And generally speaking, the escalator won't suddenly decide to deposit you on the wrong floor and all of the steps are corporeal. You should give it a chance."
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Mandy scoffed loudly at Harry's little comment but leaned back against him just the same, "Oh, you know what I meant, prat. You're just making fun of me. That settles it. Now you can't go shopping with me... It's a pity, I was going to try on so many miniskirts."
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Harry let out a mock whine. "Aww, that's not fair. You have to give it to the Muggles, though, they have taken every opportunity to wear as little as possible. I can only imagine that the average Muggle would find us robe-wearing Witches and Wizards very stuffy and uptight."
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"The robes designed in Italy over the last two summer seasons have had little to no sleeves and all been above the knee, so I wouldn't say we're that stuffy. Our parents might be, but we're not," Mandy reasoned. She'd bought quite a few of the new robes, and though muggle dresses were wilder, these robes weren't terribly conservative. "You still can't go shopping with me. It will ruin the surprise of you seeing me in a muggle dress... I might buy some other clothes while I'm out, and they would definitely need to be a surprise."
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Harry put on that goofy smile of his for a moment and was about to say something when the timer went off.
"Oh, sounds like dinner's ready."
He flicked his wand and silverware, napkins, and other table stuffs set themselves. Then he crossed to the table and pulled Mandy's usual seat out for her.
"Have a seat," he said, offering her the chair.
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"So formal, Harry," Mandy said, taking her seat. She was rather impressed at all this: clean house, homecooked meal, being seated. It seemed like a lot of trouble to go through just to get her to go to a party. Maybe there was more to it than that. Maybe Harry was inspired to be more proactive. That would be simply wonderful. "There isn't some horrible secret you're waiting to tell me until after you've fed me, is there?"
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Well, he did have a secret, but he certainly couldn't tell her that he'd joined the Order. Or what the Order was.
"No," he said, shrugging his shoulders and guiding her chair forward as she sat. "I'm just in a good mood, I suppose."
Harry went to the kitchen and put dinner on to plates. He carried the plates and spelled the wine bottle and a glass for himself to follow.
"Voila," he said as he set the plate in front of her. He took his own seat.
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