And she was there, holding her face with her hand, looking how he was putting some wine on his wineglass laughing from something Seamus had just said; she found herself smiling, it had been a while since she didn't hear that laughter, his laughter, and she had forgotten how sweet it was, how humble... She wondered how much time had passed since a smile had drown in her face by itself, and not by her, pretending it. In fact, he was the only one capable of doing that to her; of stopping the time, of hypnotising her, make her feel like she is on a cloud, and all her worries, aren't worrying her that much because she can share them with him, and everything it's save, and- but no it couldn't be, it was just... just...nostalgia, yes! Exactly that was what she was feeling, yep. It was nothing romantic or anything, she was with Oliver, God yes, she liked Oliver, well... they had been going out for one year now but Hermione didn't know (or didn't want to accept) what she truly felt, or rather, didn't felt for him.

- Hey, sorry Hermione, there was a long queue at the bathroom, so, let's continue with the conversation, so what do you think? - Said Ginny sitting next to her -

- Oh, er... yes? - replied her, waking up of a wave of revealing thoughts that she didn't need at the moment -

- Seriously, what is wrong with you? - said Ginny sniggering - you've been off the whole dinner!

- I've been not! - Hermione said, she had been paying attention, only to someone else, someone ginger, freckly, tall else...

- Oh really? Then tell me what I was explaining to you before I left. - Said Ginny with a challenging voice.

-Oh, come on, Ginny! That's not fair! You were talking of Quidditch! And you know I don't quite understand that subject, I'd love to, but I don't - in that moment, claps bursted in the other extreme of the table, and they both, turned their heads to see what was happening.

Ron was throwing pieces of bred in Harry's mouth, Hermione thought it was rather funny, but Ginny didn't like it as much:

- Oh for God's sake - she mumbled - Will you guys stop behaving like children? - She stood up and shouted a little to them so they could hear her clearly.

Ron turned to Ginny, and looked at Hermione who was watching him, smiling. He beamed at her and then at Ginny:

- Ginny, Ginny, Ginny... tut tut tut... Seems that my little sister knows no longer how to have fun eh?

- I can have fun you idiot, I'm having fun the adult way, socialising and chatting to other people is great, you know?

- Well I prefer the classical and funnier way, and I wouldn't have to be doing it if we hadn't gone to a - he lowered his tone- Muggle restaurant. Seriously they are taking forever- he said in a disappointed mode.

- Oh, now it's my fault! Well I wasn't the one who had to book the table- now she watched at Harry- but no, she put on a voice "Don't worry, Maybe if I do it tomorrow someone would have unbooked their table and we could get their table"- she was gazing at Harry furiously- what kind of logic is that?!-.

- Hey don't put me into this okay? I'm sorry I've already told you! - He had stood up too.

Ginny went were Harry was, and walked to his seat, but Harry also thought the same and walked to her seat and that only made Ginny more angry. (Oh now you are escaping from me?) When she was walking towards Harry, she pulled Hermione's wineglass all over Hermione's white dress, without even noticing. So she stood up and went to the bathroom swearing under her breath:

- Shit, shit, shit, shit... - She whispered while she rubbed the dress with itself under the tap-

- Wow, Hermione Granger swearing! - Ron had entered the bathroom.

Oh no.

- What are you doing here? - She asked.

- Hey, relax! - he grinned - I was just wondering how are you going to get rid of that huge stain. He looked at it - if you don't even have your wand with you? - he looked at her, grinning. - The cleverest witch of her age, and she doesn't bring her wand with her? - he teased her.

- Shut up. - she had gone slightly pink, he was right, her wand was in her bag in the table! Ron hadn't noticed she blushed because he was pulling his wand.

-Are you sure? - he smiled- because if I do, I couldn't do this; - he pointed his wand at her- Terego- and the stain went away.

-Thank you- she smiled at him.

-Anytime, so, how have you been? - he asked.