Author's Note: This here is the first chapter in a cute little Valentine's Day three-parter I came up with a few weeks ago and I just now got it typed up.

Disclaimer: I don't own the characters!

Hermione took a deep breath before opening the door to Harry and Ginny's new house in Godric's Hollow. She, along with the rest of the extended Weasley clan and their friends, had been invited to a combination housewarming/Valentine's Day party.

It wasn't that she was dreading the party. After graduating from Hogwarts five years earlier, her split from Ron after an unsuccessful four month relationship, and Harry and Ginny's wedding their get togethers were fewer and far between. She actually loved getting a chance to see everyone. What she didn't love were the inevitable attempts to set her up on blind dates because she was "a lovely intelligent woman who deserved love (and wasn't getting any younger)." (The last part was never said out loud but she knew the thought was there.)

She was just about to turn tail and run when she was accosted by little Teddy Lupin with his fiery red hair. "Miney!" he shouted with glee as he threw his arms around her legs. At nearly six he had recently figured out how to pronounce her name correctly but usually used his toddler nickname for her.

"Hey Teddy!" She tried to force herself to sound cheerful but it was hard since the appearance of Teddy meant she'd be stuck at the party. She sighed and then plastered a smile on her face and bent down to look him in the eye anyways. "You are looking very festive today!"

Teddy's hands automatically went to his hair. "I know. But Victoire said I look like a tomater," he pouted.

Hermione laughed at Teddy's indignation. His Metamorphic abilities had made him a very self assured and outspoken child.

"Don't make fun of how Victoire pronounces "tomato." It's not very nice."

Harry suddenly swooped into the room and pulled Teddy up into his arms. "Hermione has a point about teasing not being nice. Plus I happen to know a little red headed boy who says things in a funny way all the time."

Teddy innocently smiled up at his Uncle Harry and his hair morphed from bright red to plum purple. "What red head are you talking about?" he shouted as he started squirming. Harry was forced to put him down or risk dropping him.

The minute Teddy was out of sight Hermione crossed her arms over her chest and glared at Harry. "I can't believe you just teased him about how it's rude to tease people!"

"Don't yell at me! His grandparents are the ones who are really in charge of raising him to be a good little wizard. I'm just here for the fun times. And maybe a little corruption when he gets older."

Hermione smiled though she knew better. Harry may have been young but he took the role of Godfather/mentor/so-called Uncle very seriously. He enthusiastically helped Andromeda and Ted raise the boy, often taking him for full weekends when his busy Auror schedule allowed. Ginny was also glad for the chance to learn to play mum since both she and Harry wanted large families.

"I suppose you should be showing me around the new place," she said as she finally pulled off her black pea coat. "I haven't seen it since you put on all the finishing touches."

"Well it's certainly better than Grimmauld Place is all I have to say." Ginny appeared and rushed forward to give Hermione a hug, Ron right behind her.

Hermione chuckled and knew they were all remembering the nasty surprises Grimmauld Place had revealed to them. After graduation they had all four stayed at Grimmauld Place for brief stints. Harry had had Ron as a housemate the year after Voldemort's defeat while they trained to be Aurors and Hermione and Ginny had returned to Hogwarts to complete their seventh year. Then Hermione had spent a little over a year at the House of Black while she eased into her Ministry job. Ginny hadn't officially moved in until her engagement to Harry six months after Hermione had moved out (an arrangement which finally convinced Ron to get a place of his own as well.)

"Don't mention that place to me ever again," Ron shuddered. "My last experience there was terrifying."

"I thought we had discovered all the traps and curses before I even left. Did you find something after and not tell me about it?" Hermione asked.

Harry and Ginny tried to change the subject but Ron just spoke over them. "Out of all the weird Dark Arts objects we dealt with nothing is worse than walking in on your best mate and your little sister when they're shagging."

Hermione couldn't help but laugh. "Really? That's why you moved out so fast? I can't believe none of you told me!"

"I never mentioned it because I want the image out of my mind forever," Ron shuddered again. "I could have happily reached middle age with no evidence that you'd ever been intimate."

"So does that mean you don't want any little Potter babies running around?" Harry asked. "Because I'm pretty sure children are evidence that a couple has been intimate."

Ron bit his lip and frowned, clearly thinking it over. "I suppose a few more nieces or nephews wouldn't hurt. Who knows how long it'll be until I can convince some woman to have my children."

Ginny smiled and reached out for Harry's hands. "I'm glad to hear you say that Ron since you'll be meeting the next little niece or nephew in about six months."

"Congratulations you guys!" Hermione cried as she pulled the couple into a hug. "This is a really big week for you! A new house, your first wedding anniversary, and announcing a baby all in one week?"

"Does mum know yet?" Ron asked as he casually shook Harry's hand and pulled his sister into a hug with the other arm. But the misty look in his eyes proved how the news had really affected him.

"Of course not," Ginny scoffed as she slid out from under Ron's arm. "We wanted to make sure you heard it directly from us. That never would've happened if mum knew first."

Hermione frowned. "Why are we so important?"

Ginny and Harry shared a look. "We wanted our first announcement to be calm and low key. That is not what telling the rest of the family will be like," Harry explained.

Ginny pulled Harry even closer and sighed. "But we should probably go in and tell them now. If mum finds out I didn't tell her first she'll spit fire."

Ron and Hermione wished the couple luck but snuck off to the kitchen instead of joining everyone in the living room. Ron had just poured them each a class of Butterbeer when they heard a happy screech from the other room. "I think your mum's a little excited," Hermione said as she accepted her glass.

"Maybe she'll be so excited about the baby she'll forget about whatever matchmaking plans she has for you."

"Do you really think I could be that lucky?"

Ron snorted. "I doubt it. I was just trying to make you feel better. Hell mum's already told me about four new family friends my age and I've been here for less than an hour. Honestly I have no idea where these new friends keep coming from."

They both laughed at the awkward situation. After the war they had tried dating and had been off and on again for six months but it had never really worked out. Mrs. Weasley had been determined to help them each find "that special someone" once she'd realized that there was nothing she could do to keep them together.

"I just really hope your mum doesn't start in on the matchmaking today," Hermione sighed. "I'm not in the mood for it. I know she means well but it's not her place to ensure my happy ever after."

"I just wish I knew how Charlie got so lucky."

Hermione choked on her sip of Butterbeer. "What are you talking about?"

Ron gave her an odd look. "Just that Charlie always flies off the handle when mum talks about his love life and I haven't heard that happen today. I wonder how he managed that," he mused.

So do I Hermione thought as she drained her glass.