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Hermione sat, watching the Christmas tree's lights flash. It was Christmas Eve and Ron still wasn't back. He had been gone a week, on auror business and had promised he would be back for Christmas Eve.

The kids were asleep( after some difficulty) and Hermione was alone occasionally glancing at the clock. What was she going to tell Rose and Hugo when their dad wasn't there? How would they react?

If he's not home for tomorrow, I'll kill him. Hermione mentally promised herself.

Another hour passed in which all Hermione did was get a book out and read. She thought it would distract her, but it didn't. None of the words made any impact as she was too anxious about her husband. After half an hour of reading Hermione snapped the book shut and leaned her head against the back of the sofa.

It had been a exciting year for the Weasleys. They had celebrated the birth of Harry and Ginny's third child, Lily Luna. And once again Hermione and Ron were pronounced godparents once again. As well Hugo had been born only a few moths earlier in September. Ron had been permitted time off work to spend time with the family. It had been a fun month.

Two year old Rose, had been delighted by her new brother and to have her Father at home all day. But it hadn't lasted and Ron had been sent back to work, while Hermione was still on maternity leave.

She had managed to secure the holidays off and had hoped Ron had been able to the same. He had. But then of course he had been sent on a mission, right before Christmas. She had almost killed Harry when she found out. It had only supposed to last four days instead of the seven it had been.

She hadn't been alone by any chance. No. Ginny came to visit everyday, and Hermione had a new kind of respect for Ginny, she now knew what it was like not to have your husband come home everyday or him be off somewhere on a mission. Ginny came around accompanied by 4 year old James Sirius, Albus Severus and new born Lily Luna. Albus and Rose had become the best of friends and Lily and Hugo just dozed while Ginny and her talked.

It had surprised he that Ginny hadn't let James out of her sight the whole duration of her visit. When she had asked why, she had replied "You don't want your house in ruins do you?".

Hermione closed her eyes and just felt the warmth radiating off the fire in front of her. She could feel herself falling asleep right there on the sofa. When she heard the door open. She was suddenly snapped back awake with newfound energy and walked towards the door.

What she found was a figure at the end of the hall, hanging a coat up. Under the darkness of the hallway she couldn't see his face but she would

know him anywhere.

"Ron?" She called softly

He turned towards her and smiled. "Hi"

She strode towards him angrily and hit him over the head.

"Ow! What was that for?" He asked clutching his head.

She lookd at him and hissed. "For going on a stupid mission and almost missing Christmas, you idiot!"

"I'm Sorry but you know I had to go on that mission, and I got home for Christmas." He added the last part quite smugly.

The look she gave him, wiped away any of the smug feeling he had.

He walked over to her and wrapped his arms around her, she stiffened for a minute before relaxing and hugging him back. He kissed the top of her hair.

"I really am sorry Hermione, I wanted to come home sooner, but one of the death eaters sons we were tracking for that murder, figured out our plan and we had to think of a new one. I'm really sorry again." He muttered in her ear.

Her face softened and she whispered back. "It's okay as long as you're here. The Kids will be so happy to have you back. Are you hungry?"

Ron nodded gratefully. "Yeah, I haven't had anything to eat since yesterday." He looked relieved she wasn't angry anymore and he had been on the receiving end of her fit's a lot during the Christmas time.

Hermione grabbed Ron's hand and pulled him into the living room and to where Hermione had been sitting before he had arrived.

"What about the food?" Ron asked confusedly.

Hermione smiled at her husband. "That can wait, I want to hear about the mission first."

Ron looked at her before whining "But Hermione."

"Yes."

"I'm hungry."

"I can see that."

"I'm hungry Hermione."

"I think I grasped that a moment ago. So?"

"So, can I have something to eat?"

"You have two legs."

"But you're Hermione."

"Good observation. What was the point of it again?"

"You make the best food. I'll probably end up burning the house down."

"I doubt that and for a sandwich all you need is bread, a knife and whatever ingredients to put in it."

"Please Hermione, pretty please." He looked at her innocently and she gave him a hard stare for a few moments before relenting.

"Fine, fine. But" She laughed at Ron's face, he had been grinning and now he looked exasperatedly at her. "Tell me about you mission first."

He sighed. "Well what do you want to know?"

She thought for a moment before answering. "I know what the mission was about, so you don't need to explain that, but what caused the delay?"

"We were going to close in on the death eaters son but I think he found out, I don't know how, but they figured out and were able to escape. We had to rethink our plan all over again and tracked him to somewhere in Russia. From there we ambushed him, but we found out he was part of a group and we managed to round up the rest of them."

Hermione looked at the tree while she took this in. "Did you find out what the group were planning?"

Ron nodded "Yes, that's the second part of the delay. We didn't have any evidence on them so we had to find out what they were planning."

Hermione looked at him for a few moments before Ron said "What?"

"Aren't you going to tell me what they were planning?"

"Oh yes. Well they were planning on taking down a small muggle village in Scotland I think." Ron mused on this point. "Yes it was in Scotland, can't remember the name of the village though." He looked down at Hermione and smiled. "It's great to be home though."

"It's great for you to be home." She said burying her head in his chest. His arms tightened around her. They sat like that for a few moments of silence before Ron broke it.

"How was your week then?"

Hermione pulled away to look at Ron's face. "Not much. Ginny came round everyday with James, Al, and Lily. Your mother visited a lot as well, not as much as Ginny but still quite a lot for a week. I did some Christmas shopping. The kids missed you by the way. So did I."

"I missed you Mione." Ron kissed her on the lips before she could answer back.

"Ron."

"Yes?"

"I love you."

"I love you too."

"What was Ru-" She was interrupted when Ron pushed her off the sofa and onto the floor. He had stretched out and lied back down onto the sofa and in the mean time pushed Hermione off.

"Ron!" Hermione said Indignantly.

"Yes Mione?" Ron said grinning.

Hermione just glared at him. "You pushed me off! Why?"

"You were in the way and I needed to lie down, so you had to fall off." Ron just laughed at his wife, sitting on the floor, glaring at him with crossed arms.

Ron still laughing said. "Come on Mione, come sit back up here."

"No."

"C'mon Mione."

"No."

He just laughed and reached for Hermione, picked her up and placed her next to him.

He laid his head on her shoulder and Hermione responded by wrapping her arm around his shoulder.

They lay like that for a while just enjoying being around each other after being apart.

"Hermione?" Ron asked, his voice a little hoarse from not speaking in a while.

"Yes Ron." Hermione replied, her eyes closed.

"Can I have that sandwich now?"

Ciao everyone. So this is now my third story and I wrote it for Christmas, as a Christmas special. It will be a two-shot and the second chapter will be on Christmas day and include some next generation characters. It could turn out to be a three shot but no more than three chapters.

I have two more stories on my profile so go check them out. I also have a poll on my profile so if you could vote, it would be much appreciated.

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Merry Christmas or Feliz Navidad.

Rebma xx