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Birthday Surprises

Year: 2006

Ages: Hermione - 26, Ron - 26, Harry - 26, Ginny - 25, James - 1 and a half(ish)

"Surprise!" Hermione, Ginny and Harry shouted as Ron entered the house late one chilly evening in March. An enchanted bottle of champagne popped open and fizzed as he flicked the lights on.

Ron, who had had a very long and hard day at the office and was relieved to finally be home, broke a great smile as he stared, slightly shocked, at his wife, best friend, and sister - who bounced her young son on her hip, her stomach slightly round as she was about three months gone - standing before him. Hermione was holding an iced cake.

"Happy Birthday!" They said in unison.

Ron laughed. "Thanks guys," he said, smiling and pulling Hermione into a hug.

"It's not much," Hermione said. "I just thought we could have a little fun."

"It's perfect," Ron said, grabbing the champagne from his wife. "You lot are the only ones I really want to be around today anyways."

Harry laughed. "We figured."

It was a rather interesting evening. Hermione and Ginny chatted about James while Harry and Ron discussed work matters and did shots of Firewhiskey.

"So," Harry said, wincing from the strength of the shot that he had just thrown back. "I spoke with Whidland about the Crankshaw case. We've finally got enough evidence against him to take action."

"Blymie!" Ron exclaimed, sputtering slightly and he took his shot. "Well it's about effing time. So who's he put on it?"

Harry gave his friend a wry smile. "Only the best," he said.

"So you," Ron said with a light chuckle.

"I said the best. You and me, mate."

Ron jumped to his feet and whooped, punching his fist into the air. "Hermione," he called across the room

Harry, Ginny, and baby James left at around midnight

"Have a good night mate," Harry said slightly tipsily. "I love you, man. Happy Birthday."

Ron, more sober than his friend, laughed. "Thanks mate," he said.

As the three Potters disappeared Ron turned to his wife and planted a kiss on her lips. "Thank you 'Mione, you're amazing."

Hermione smiled. "I just wanted to do something special," she said. "Happy birthday."

"Thank you, love," He said again. He and Hermione cleared the dishes from the living room into the kitchen.

Ron watched Hermione smile to herself as she poured a glass of water.

"What?" he asked.

Hermione looked up at him. "What what?"

"Why are you smiling?"

Hermione shrugged. "I can't just smile?"

"You look like you know something I don't."

Hermione laughed. "Maybe I do."

"Hmm," said Ron in a playful manner, placing his hands on his wife's hips and pulling her in. "And what might that be?"

Hermione kissed him lightly. "I have another surprise for you."

Ron raised his eyebrows. "Do you?" he smiled. "Well, out with it love."

Hermione smirked and leaned in so that her lips were just inches from his ear as she said in a soft voice. "You're going to be a father."

Ron fainted.