Chapter 1: Hermione

"Are you going to tell me what you did? Or am I going to have to ask her and get the version you don't want me to hear?"

"Why do you assume it was me?"

"Because in Ginny's world it's never her fault when she can get away with blaming it on you."

He chuckled slightly, "I got offered a job at the ministry."

"Harry! That's great news!"

"It's based in Egypt…"

"Ah…"

"Yeah. Exactly. She's furious because I even considered taking it. But right now I'm not sure we can afford not to. I mean we need food and clothes and Ginny's not going to be able to play what with the baby on the way…" His sentence trailed off and he looked up at me, a huge grin plastered across his face.

I leapt up and was promptly enveloped in a hug. "Harry…I can't believe it!" I looked over his shoulder to see Ron standing in the doorway, leaning against one side. "Did you know about this?!" I asked him through my grin. He nodded and as I broke away from the hug I lunged toward him, playfully punching his stomach. "Why didn't you tell me?"

"Gin told me in confidence, between brother and sister." He stuck his tongue out at me, batting away my hand as I went in for a second jab.

"You couldn't even tell me? Your wife?!" I grinned and we kissed before turning around to face Harry who was ruffling his hair and coyly smiling at the two of us.

"Stealing my thunder much you two?"

"It's about time someone did, tip you right off your pedestal Potter." The hard feelings Ron had once harboured toward Harry and his celebrity status had lessened enough that the pair could joke about it, although the recognition Ron and I had both received for assisting Harry in defeating You-Know-Who had helped somewhat.

It has been nearly 4 years now, since that summer when Harry finally brought the Dark Lord down at school. We went back to Hogwarts the following year, to take our seventh year. All students had to retake the year that had been so heavily disrupted and so Hogwarts rebuilt itself with more dormitories in each house area to take the extra students.

"Where's Ginny?" I asked Harry and Ron, still beaming up at the pair of them.

"At The Burrow I think. She went to tell Mrs Weasley the news and to see how Teddy's getting on with the broom." Harry replied, "I was going to go with her, but then she went off in a huff with me and told me to stay at home and make myself useful." He didn't seem to be making himself much use, he'd been sat in our garden for the last hour or so, sulking and watching me plant seeds in the vegetable patch and Ron balance precariously on a ladder in the back upstairs bedroom as he painted the ceiling – the muggle way.

Teddy Lupin had lived at The Burrow ever since his Grandmother had passed away mid-way through our last year at Hogwarts. Harry was all ready to leave school to take care of him but Mrs Weasley insisted he finish his education properly and took Teddy in, I'd always thought she saw him as something of a replacement for Fred but they keep each other happy. Harry had given him his first broom a month or so ago, a present for his fourth birthday and we'd all been made to watch his progress whenever we visited. He would whiz around the orchard about 3 foot off the ground before forgetting how to stop and would fall off, landing in a whimpering heap with grazed knees and hands, his clothes grass stained. He would seek sympathy from whoever was willing to give it out before jumping straight back onto the broom and doing it all again. Harry encourages it; he can see a great flyer in Teddy and has dreams of him being a famous Quidditch player one day an idea that only fuels little Teddy's own desire for the sport.

"I'm going to pop down there – I'll talk her round Harry don't worry. You just go home and think of something to cheer her up a bit." Harry nodded and said a silent good bye to Ron, walking past me towards the door, "But Harry," I caught his arm before he got there, "Don't do anything too stupid."