Hermione and Harry spent there Christmas Eve Day together. Harry treated her to a fancy brunch in a muggle restaurant in a muggle hotel. It was called the Ritz London. It had views of Hyde Park Corner and Knightsbridge. It was exquisite and decked out for Christmas. They sat at a table in front of a window overlooking the park.

When Hermione got the menu she was over whelmed! It read:

Cinnamon Swirl French Toast, Fresh Berries and Maple Syrup

Oven Roasted Portobello Mushroom, Artichoke Heart and Smoked Ham
in Puff Pastry atop Two Poached Eggs, Madeira Cream Sauce

Warm Homemade Oatmeal Brûlée with Almonds, Dried Fruit and Seasonal Berries

Buttermilk Pancakes with Your Choice of Blueberries, Strawberries, Bananas, Pecans or Chocolate Chips, Whipped Cream and Maple Syrup, Choice of Breakfast Meat

Belgian Waffle Served with Fresh Berries, Whipped Cream and Maple Syrup

Crêpes with Sliced Glazed Fuji Apples, Walnuts, Ginger Mascarpone Pineapple Sauce

House Smoked Scottish Salmon, Traditional Garniture and Toasted Bagel

7 Ounce Dry-aged New York Strip Steak, Two Eggs Any Style,

Hash Brown Potatoes, Sautéed Mushrooms and Pinot Noir Sauce

Goat Cheese Frittata, Roasted Red Peppers, Spinach, Mushrooms

Then the waiter came over to take their order. Hermione ordered the Crêpes and Harry ordered the Portobello Mushroom dish. "Harry this place is incredible! It is so beautiful. I have passed the Ritz many times but I have never been inside!"

"It's my first time too. I thought it would be special."

Hermione smiled at him. This day wasn't only special but Harry was. He was perfect and sincere. He wasn't trying to impress her with the fancy restaurant he was trying to do something nice. As she thought about how lucky she was to have such a nice guy, she remembered the not so nice guy in her life and she looked down sadly.

"What's wrong Hermione?"

Hermione looked up. She looked at Harry and exhaled strongly. "I saw him".

Harry sat back, gritted his teeth a little, and asked, "When, where?"

Hermione paused then answered. "Yesterday, at Diagon Ally. I was buying a present for Teddy. Well, a book called "A Baby's First Christmas". I didn't know he was in there and I was looking through the book. He came up to me and laughed and asked," she took a sip of her water and held back a tear, "I'm not a father am I".

Harry could tell how she was fighting tears as her lips were tightly pursed and her eyes were glassy.

"I said, no your not. Then I walked away, bought the book, and went home".

Harry held an open palm across the table. Hermione took his hand. "It wasn't as horrific as I thought it would be," she lied, "but still."

Harry looked out the window in thought while he stroked her small hand with his thumb. He didn't turn to look at her when he started speaking. "That's terrible Hermione. I'm so sorry but," he started, "like as terrible and humiliating as it must have been to see him again, I think there is a significance to the fact that he didn't try to like, I don't know, threaten you, or attack you. Do you know what I mean?"

Hermione smiled slightly and nodded. Inside her heart dropped. She had lied to Harry and he was right. It is more dangerous that he threatened her. It's like he's not done.

Other then that, they had a beautiful breakfast together. They strolled through the park outside the hotel afterwards. Then, the apparated back to their flats and got ready.

Hermione wore a white sweater which was elegant in its own way. The top criss crossed and fell nicely. She wore nice jeans with it, tight and dark. Her outfit was finished off with black pumps and silver earrings. They were fairly simple earrings that she wore often. Her hair had grown to her mid back and it looked pretty when she wore it down. Her curly locks were gentle and not overpowering.

She had always has a good completion. She didn't wear foundation ever. She wore a little eye shadow and mascara. Occasionally she would wear eyeliner but more when she went dancing or a bar or some sort of night activity.

She heard a knock on her door at 6:00. It was Harry, who was dressed in a tuxedo holding a long gift bag with him. Hermione laughed at him. "Harry what are wearing!"

"Well, I, I thought this would be appropriate" he replied.

"Harry, my family aren't fancy. We are pretty middle class actually." She said. Then she grabbed his hand and walked back to his flat, "let's see what else you can wear".

She scrimmaged through his closet and found a variety of tee shirts, jeans, and wizard robes. She came across a pair of kakis. "These are perfect" she declared holding them up. "What do you have to go with them?"

"Umm," he walked out of the closet and looked through his draw. He held up a dark blue sweater and a grey one. "Will either of these do?"

She smiled put her finger to her chin and pointed to the blue one. "I'll be in the hall".

"Ok" he said. "Wait" he grabbed her arm.

"What?"

"You look beautiful tonight" he said with a twinkle in his eye.

She smiled and looked down and then back up ay him. She gave him a kiss and walked to the hall.

Harry meet her in the hall and together they apparated to Manchester together. It was snowing a little bit. Harry saw a pretty house, a little bigger then the Dursley's house, that was decorated with white lights and green pine. (A/N: haha can't think of what that stuff is called, the stuff u put outside your house or inside, the like green pin needled on a rope, like a wreath but not in a circle and its long. You get the idea). It was white with blue shutters and a poach that wrapped around to the side. The front door was a dark finished wood and a wreath hung over the glass window that was on it.

Before ringing the door bell Hermione turned to Harry and said, "I know my cousins are wise asses, especially Tommy and Jerry, but when you get to know them they are nice. They are like Fred and George." Hermione looked down then muttered, "Well George anyway. Gene is kind of intimidating, he is a football player. He's going pro soon actually. He's huge, but honesty he's a teddy bear. But the most important person you will meet is Grandfather. He has been very melancholy since my grandmother died and he hasn't talked since two years ago when she died. Just ask me infront of him what mass we are going to tomorrow morning and you will be on his good side. Ok?"

Harry laughed. "Ok, babe, I promise".

She went to knock but nervously grabbed Harry's arm and almost knocked over the bag he was carrying. "Whatever you do don't tell anyone I am going away with you next week! It's just my parents would think, I don't know, if you do slip it say Ginny and Ron are coming too. I'm sorry it's just…"

Harry took her other arm and looked down at her, "Hermione it's fine, ok? I get it. Are you ready to go in?"

She smiled and nodded and he rang the bell.