Authors note: So pleased with this chapter and myself.

A Very Very Happy Birthday

"What, Harry you said Hermione why? Wait never mind you are sleeping on the couch this night! " Ginny yelled at him.

"What this is my house?" Harry said back to her.

Ginny looked at him with furious burning eyes. She reached for her wand on a table that was next to the bed. Harry knew you didn't want to mess Ginny when she was frustrated or mad. He got up and searched for his jeans on the floor he put them in a hurry and got an under shirt and put in on. He left out the door.

Ginny got her clothes and put them on. She lay in the bed confused of what her boyfriend and future husband had said (Harry proposed a week before). She didn't know, really, she dozed off into an enchanted sleep.

Harry was sitting on the couch as well. He was as much confused as Ginny was. He kept telling himself how he could say that? Did Hermione cast a spell on him? He didn't know either he fell asleep on the couch freezing with out something to cover him from the cold.

Hermione was in her bed, as well fast asleep; she was having another memory. They were happening quite more often actually. They were mostly about her in school.

Hermione looked outside the window from the Hogwarts Express. No one sat next to her or near her she was used to it. She heard footsteps coming her way a boy appeared, in the front of the compartment door.

"Can I sit here no else would scoot over," The boy said to her. She nodded and he sat next to her very smoothly.

"I'm Neville Longbottom," he addressed himself.

"Very enthusiastic to meet you Neville, I'm Hermione, Hermione Granger," she responded.

"Very entusaitic, nice to meet you Hermione," Hermione giggled for the first time.

Hermione felt safe with this boy it was her best friend she had ever had. Her only friend actually. They talked about many things. Neville would get confused when she spoke backed to him. She used very big words that he could hardly understand.

"Do you want to go walk around the train?" Hermione said, he nodded.

Hermione heard wand movement from a nearby compartment she walked over that side. Neville grabbed her arm he looked frightened.

"That is where The Harry Potter sits we can disturb him and plus he probably might not want to be our friends," Neville said to her.

"Neville if you want to be friends you need to confront them or they will never know you are there," Hermione said to him letting go from his grasp.

"And how many friends do you have?" He asked her.

"I, oh be quiet Neville!" She yelled at him.

Hermione walked to the compartment to see Harry Potter and some red haired boy. The red haired boy was about to do magic. Hermione interfered.

"Oh are you doing magic then let see," Hermione said.

The boy did an incantation but it did not look right since nothing happened. She told him that he was wrong so she went to show him a real spell. She saw Harry's unfixed glasses and went to go fix them.

She left the room hoping they would call her back and they did.

"Girl come back you want to see something?" The boy and Harry stuck their tongues out and took out their middle finger at them. They also said fuck you to her if that wasn't enough. She turned her head and smiled sarcastically.

"How mature boys," she told them and left.

The boys chuckled and called her beaver on her way out.

She went back into the compartment and sat down. She looked out of the window again. Hermione thought to herself. Not here too. Neville caught a tear drop fall on her face.

"Are you okay?" He asked her. She nodded but couldn't take it anymore she started crying more.

Neville didn't know how to react so all he did was the first thing that came to his mind. He got up and shut tight the compartment door and sat next to her. He didn't know what to say so he grabbed her and hugged her tightly. They sat like that for a while until Hermione had no more tears to shed. That was the first time someone besides her mother or father helped her with something. She smiled at him. Some how she thought it might not be bad after all.

He wiped her teardrops clean with his thumb. He liked this feeling it was the first time he had a real friend before. He liked it he would help her on situations like that all the time when those two imbeciles would hurt her feelings. He would be there to save her day.

Hermione woke up this time it was 6:30 like always she would wake up at this time. She got up very gently and took a shower. She put on a white robe with her name engraved on it. Neville had given it to her. Hermione's hair was dripping wet, but she didn't mind. She went downstairs.

It was dark, she was curious usually Neville was up way before her making food. She turned on the light. No one was there.

"Hm I guess Neville isn't up yet."

"Surprise!" Neville yelled apperating in front of her.

Hermione was shocked she jumped at the sight of him. Her heart raced with shock why did he surprise her? He knows she doesn't like to be startled.

"Happy Birthday to you, Happy Birthday to you, Happy Birthday Hermione, Happy Birthday to you!!!!!!!!" He said holding a cake right in front of her.

She hugged him in her arms tightly. Thanking him for what he had done. It was awkward for Hermione to be breaking her own rule. After she had told Neville a million times, no eating sweets for breakfast. But there she was eating cake in the morning washing it down with a nonfat soy mocha latté.

She got ready for work she packed her things in her bag. She got her daily planner from the desk and checked that she wasn't missing anything. She looked at the date there was a meeting today. It wasn't like Hermione to procrastinate but she was busy with Harry. She got the papers and started filling them out; she had to rewrite them because right now she had the company in her hands. If anyone found out it would be catastrophic for the both Hermione and Harry. Finally she was on the last page, she was relieved and thirty minutes before work.

She went downstairs and saw Neville looking at her agenda staring blankly at picture. She looked closely; it was the office picture. He was staring at Lavender's picture drooling at the sight of her.

"Dashing isn't she that miraculous thing?" She said over his shoulder.

"Yeah she is gorgeous, I mean," he said realizing he was in reality.

Hermione put her hands on her hips and raised an eyebrow at him grinning. Neville pretend not to see her and put the picture back in her agenda. Hermione couldn't hold it anymore she let out a cry of laughter at him. She couldn't believe it Neville was drooling over Lavender. Well she was pretty, but she wasn't too bright either. She always put to much make- up on and she died her hair calling herself a natural brunette. But everyone knew she was a blond. She always wore mini skirts if she kneeled down her undergarments would show.

Hermione ignored Neville but she cut out Lavender's picture and gave it to him. She knew that he would like it and he did. She moved her head, couldn't believe how Neville was acting. He never had ever had a crush this might be good for him she thought.

Ginny was in her office confused of last night; she was talking with Lavender.

"Lavender I think I'm loosing him to Hermione," Ginny said blankly.

"Hermione, you must be joking. How would someone so good looking be with someone like that? And plus he is too hot to be with him with that muscular body, silky hair and that cute back end of him. I just want to reach out and grab his ass," Lavender said daydreaming.

"LAVENDER!" Ginny said slamming her hand against the table.

"Sorry, but look don't worry about she is no threat, by today you will be sleeping with him, just fix him some champagne and that's it okay Ginny," she said going back to her desk.

The harpies went running to her and yelling at her Happy Birthday. They were her friends but she felt embarrassed her cheeks turned crimson red. They congratulated her and everything. They gave her presents and hugs.

She let go of their tight grasp and headed to her office nearly smashed with all of the boxes and bags her friends had given her. Harry gave her the look he had always given Ron. Which meant what the bloody hell. Then he saw a card fall out of one of the bags. She hadn't noticed. He picked it up and read the card. Happy Birthday Hermione and wish you hugs and kisses for eternity.

He wondered it was her birthday he went to her office. She was reducing her presents so they would fit in her bag. She turned at him he was standing up straight. She smiled that he was there. She turned back to put the things in her bag. She turned again bumping into him. She looked up and their chests were nearly touching each other. Harry coughed and stepped back but he ran into the wall. He kept staring at her and touched the door knob and left. He went running to Ron's office. Like always instead of doing he was watching naked pictures of women in a playboy magazine.

Harry caught sight of it and got it. He flipped through pages and saw one that he liked he ripped it out and put it in his pocket from the inside of his suit. He smirked at him.

"You will never believe I had physical contact with Hermione and I was not grossed out by it!" He said.

"What, mate you must have imagined it wait imagining it is worse. Oh yeah I forgot to tell you something. Today is the Beaver's birthday and you need to sleep with her today you got it." He said very quickly.

Harry gave Ron the look and streaked his fingers through his hair. His watch dinged, he left and went to board meeting. Hermione went too, she always hated the conference room. The long table, the anticipation that they could fire you any moment there. She went in several people were already seated. Ginny, Hannah, Ernie, and Luigi were staring at her. All that was missing was Ron and Harry. They came in and sat down. They stayed quite waiting. Hermione didn't know for whom everyone was already there when Luna came through the door.

Her flawless silky blond hair was moving in the wind even though there wasn't a draft. Luna hadn't changed. She still had that dreamy look, and her piercing blue eyes.

She sat down on the other side of the table and started the meeting.

"I'm here today, well to make the Daily Prophet more exciting. It is very exciting but not that much. As we all know how Harry made the Daily Prophet as it is today," Luna started.

She kept talking, but Hermione dozed off remembering how he had gotten the Daily Prophet.

It was back in our seventh year of Hogwarts. Mr. Flitwick was asking us what we were going to do after school. Many students said Aurors or working in the Ministry. It was Harry's turn and he didn't know. Well working on how to stop Voldermort you really didn't decide what you were going to do after. Then he remembered something that Hagrid told him in Diagon Alley about his parents.

"Well my parents made a lot of investments I guess could start one of them," Harry said.

To his and everyone else's surprise he did. He was the owner of a mega million galleon company the Daily Prophet.

"Ms. Granger, Ms. Granger," Luna responded bringing her back into reality. "Do you have the booklets?" She asked.

"Oh sorry," Hermione said while passing out the booklets to everyone.

"Well it appears we have more than enough money. So Luigi will be in charge of designing the front page since he is the most creative here," Luna said.

The meeting was over quite quickly. Hermione was going to go to her office when Luna grabbed her shoulder making her turn. Luna grew a lot since she last saw her in their seventh year. She was at least six inches taller than she was, but that was probably the enormous tall high heels she was wearing.

"Happy Birthday Hermione," Luna said.

"Thanks," Hermione said.

"Um Hermione what do you think of Ron," She said making her pale white skin turned burning red.

"Excuse me, you are talking about Ronald Bilius Weasley here," She said wrinkling her eyebrows. She nodded.

"Well he was never nice to me so I don't really know," Hermione said.

"Its all right will you not mention this to anyone, not even Ginny, Hermione," Luna said awkwardly. Hermione nodded.

Hermione went to her office. She thought it was kind of strange that Luna wouldn't tell her best friend Ginny that she liked her brother. And there she was telling a person that she hardly knew. She opened the door and saw a package on her desk. She read the tag it was from Harry.

There was a cupcake that had their initials on it. On the bottom of it there was a card she got and read it.

Love - a wildly misunderstood although highly desirable malfunction of the heart which weakens the brain, causes eyes to sparkle, cheeks to glow, blood pressure to rise and the lips to pucker.

P.S meet me at the feversham arms hotel at midnight, oh and Happy Birthday.

-Harry

Ginny was in the living room waiting for Harry to arrive. She had champagne bottles and glasses. Chocolates on the table so they could enjoy, rose petals scattered everywhere, and lit candles.

Ginny lay there waiting for him to arrive he wouldn't show up, she was worried. Ginny had just given up when the candles burned themselves out.

It was midnight and Hermione was in the waiting room waiting for Harry to arrive. Harry came through the door and grabbed Hermione's hand and took her to a room. He sat her in the bed. Hermione was confused what was Harry doing.

"Hermione do you want to you know," he said trying not to startle her.

"Give me a minute," Hermione went running to the bathroom and locked the door.

Harry dashed to the fireplace to go talk to Ron. He stuck his head through the fireplace. It was dark in Ron's room so Harry yelled his name.

"Ron are you there?" Harry asked.

Ron woke up and ran to the fireplace to go talk to Harry.

"Mate did you do it," Ron asked him.

"No I just man I know its for the company but I don't want to its just wrong," he told him.

"Just look in the mini fridge and drink fire whiskey and imagine a hot girl okay," Ron told him.

Harry took his advice and went to the fridge and looked for the liquor, he found it.

Hermione came out wiping away tears before he could drink any, Harry didn't understand why was she crying?

"Hermione are you okay," he asked her. He hugged her and sat her on the bed. She wouldn't stop crying he didn't know why. He thought what Neville did to make her stop crying when he made her cry. Shit he couldn't remember what he used to do.

Harry saw her he never noticed how beautiful she was when she cried. Her cheeks would turn red her eyes chocolate eyes would tremble. Up close her hair would smell a sweet fragrance of lavender and orchid.

Harry picked up her chin to look at her more closely. He never felt this way not even with Ginny. He kneeled in and kissed her softly on the lips. Her lips were so soft it felt like a cloud. Hermione stopped crying. They broke apart Hermione was staring at him. Harry just stared as well. He kneeled again this time more fiercely. Harry started taking off her sweater. Hermione started unbutton his suit. They were without clothes and making out on the bed. Harry wasn't grossed out by it. They broke apart after forty minutes later.

Harry wrapped himself in the sheets and smiled at Hermione. She smiled back and wrested her head on his chest. Hermione fell asleep. Harry awoke from his dream, he looked around this wasn't a dream it actually happened. He had just shagged with Hermione, and the scary part was that he didn't find it disgusting. He looked at the time 6:30. He woke up Hermione.

"Hermione, Hermione wake up we have a long day ahead of us," Harry whispered in her ear. She nodded and put her clothes on, so did he.

"Harry that's all I needed," Hermione told him before apperating.

"You're welcome," He said to thin air.

Harry apperated into his house Ginny was sitting on the couch outraged that her fiancee was out so late.

"Harry what were you doing!" Ginny came yelling at him.

Harry didn't have the time right now to fight with her he knew what they usually ended up with, sex. He couldn't right now he needed time to think of what happened with him and Hermione. He went to his room and locked the door.

He opened the door and looked at the ground, there were petals on the floor. "Ginny I don't know what you did but clean up this mess." He closed the door once more.

He set up some non-apperating charms Lupin had taught him. So Ginny wouldn't come in. He sealed his fireplace as well.

Ginny burst out and fell on the floor crying she knew Harry didn't love her anymore.

Hermione apperated into her room and she turned on the light. She looked in the mirror and tried to tame her frizzy hair. It was no use so she gave up and turned around. Neville was sitting on her bed with his arms and legs cross. Hermione screamed.

"Now where were you all night?" Neville asked.

"Ok Neville I know you are my friend and for the first time I'm going to tell you mind you're own business," Hermione said in a firm tone.

She ignored him and went inside her closet since she knew Neville wouldn't leave her alone. Neville noticed something before she went in her skirt was inside out and her shirt was on backwards.

"You were with that Potter boy and you, you, you slept with him!" Neville said unable to believe his friend would do such a thing.

"Yes and why do you care anyhow," Hermione said coming out of the closet with different clothes.

"The thing is that well you know what happened last time,' Neville said almost whispering. Hermione let out one tear.

"Ok look I was stupid and foolish at the time; I'm not going to make the same mistake!" Hermione yelled in outrage she left her room and went to work.

Authors note: Please review on the story my HARDEST chapter yet.