Hermione grinned and threw her arms around him. "Harry! I've been looking for you! I almost thought you guys didn't come!"

Harry quickly hugged her back, his eyes still wide. They pulled apart and he looked at her again. He noticed her face flush slightly at his inspection. "Wow, Hermione. You look-"

"Nice, I hope," she interrupted. "I only had a few minutes to get ready after work."

Harry shook his head. "You look beautiful, Hermione. And your hair! I didn't realize it was you! You finally managed to tame it, huh?"

Hermione rolled her eyes and swatted his arm. "I wanted to look somewhat decent when I saw you. It's been too long."

It was Harry's turn to roll his eyes. "Your hair is beautiful even when it's all crazy. I rather liked it that way." He grabbed her hand and pulled her towards the table, where they spent the night catching up.

Harry grinned the whole time. He had forgotten how much he enjoyed spending time with Hermione. She had loosened up a lot since Hogwarts, but apparently, it hadn't been enough for Ron. He hadn't liked how Hermione was busy with work and the preparation she had for that job, so he decided to go sleep with someone else. Lavender of all people.

Harry's jaw clenched as he tightened his grip on his glass. He hadn't forgotten how heartbroken Hermione was, how she had spent night after night crying her eyes out. It had taken him a long time to forgive Ron for what he did to her. Hermione had spent months looking like a ghost of herself, trying to mend her broken heart. But, luckily it had all worked out in the end and they were still close friends.

"Harry? Harry!"

Harry shook his head slightly and refocused on the conversation. Everyone at the table was staring at him.

"Sorry…got distracted." Hermione shook her head and poked his ribs.

"We were just talking about the Quidditch World Cup. The roster for the England team gets announced tomorrow. Do you think you will make it?"

Harry thought about it for a second. He had the best record out of all the seekers in England, but he didn't have the most experience. "I don't know. I hope so. I know you will, Oliver. You have the best record of all the Keepers." Oliver grinned and raised his glass.

"Cheers, mate."

"You know," Hermione started, "I went over all of Puddlemere's statistics for the year. You guys have the best record of all teams this year. Is it possible for them to choose you guys as a team? You all work really well together. It might be best to choose you all so that the players don't have to get acquainted and used to new people."

Harry stared at her, giving her a crooked smile. "You, Hermione Granger, went over Quidditch statistics? I thought you hated Quidditch!" Hermione just shrugged and drank her butterbeer.

"I rather enjoy Quidditch now, actually." She glanced over at Harry and saw his mouth agape. Smiling cheekily, she sent him a wink. "You didn't think you knew everything about me, did you? A girl's got to have some secrets."

Harry felt a warm feeling in his stomach and smile on his face. Hermione Granger had winked at him. Was it a friendly wink? Or was she flirting? The thought of her flirting with him made his insides squirm a little. It was a peculiar feeling. He hadn't felt that feeling in a long time.

"Oh! Harry! I forgot! Did you ever go buy a drink for that sexy witch you were ogling earlier?" Katie smirked as Harry choked on his drink. Harry squirmed in his seat, trying to think of something to say. He didn't want Hermione to know that he had been staring at her ass. He wanted to keep his limbs attached to him. But the look on Hermione's face told him that she had already figured that one out.

Hermione faced Katie and smiled innocently. "No, he didn't buy me a drink. I had to pay for it myself." Katie's eyes widened slightly and they all turned to look at Harry, who was trying to disappear into his seat, his face burning. The group burst into laughter at his obvious discomfort.

Hermione leaned over and kissed Harry on the cheek. "Oh, Harry. If you want to stare at my bum, just ask." Harry floundered for words and was obviously flustered, making everyone laugh again.

Soon Harry had to leave. He had to be awake early to watch Teddy for a few hours for Andromeda. He gave Hermione a hug and promised that they would hang out again soon. With a wave, he turned on the spot and apparated into his room.

He sat on the bed, trying to sort out his thoughts. He was glad he got to see Hermione again today. He just couldn't believe how sexy she had looked in that outfit. He had never seen Hermione wear clothes like that before. He didn't even know that she had a body like that underneath all of her robes. And what was with the wink? And the kiss on the cheek? Granted Hermione had always kissed his cheek, but something about tonight seemed different. He just couldn't figure out what.

Before he knew it, he was passed out, his dreams full of a certain brown-haired witch.

"Hawwy! Hawwy wake up!" Harry groaned and rolled over, shoving his glasses on his face. The teal blur in front of him slowly turned into little Teddy. He grinned and grabbed Teddy, tickling him.

"Hey, buddy! Time for fun already? I must have missed my alarm!" Teddy giggled and ran out of the room shrieking.

"Grandma! Hawwy's tickling me!" Chuckling, Harry got up and quickly showered and dressed before heading towards the kitchen.

"Good morning, 'Dromeda." He walked over towards her and placed a kiss on her cheek. "Sorry I overslept. I was out with Hermione and the team last night."

Andromeda chuckled and handed Harry some coffee. "You apologize too much, Harry. Now, I'll be back in just a couple hours. I just have a few errands to run. Thanks for watching him."

"No problem! I love having Teddy over. We always have fun, don't we buddy?" Teddy grinned and his hair turned black like Harry's.

"Last time Hawwy let me have ice cweam before lunch!" Harry glanced at Andromeda nervously before crouching by Teddy.

"Teddy! That's our secret, remember? If Grandma finds out, she won't let it happen again!"

"Oops!" He shrugged and ran out of the room.

Andromeda chuckled. "I'll be back!"

Harry drank his coffee and followed after Teddy.

"Wait up buddy!"

They spent the afternoon playing with the stash of toys Harry kept at his house. Teddy was a very spoiled child, mainly due to Harry buying him whatever he wanted. They were just about ready for lunch when an owl flew in through the open window and dropped a newspaper on the table. Harry walked over and picked it up, his jaw dropping at the headline.

Puddlemere United Chosen as England's World Cup Team