A/N: Here I am again, at 3 pm of a rainy night. utterly depressed, in front of the computer, writing for you people. I hope you like it! Read, enjoy and REVIEW, PLEASE!!!

Disclaimer: Same as ever. I own nothing but the plot

An interesting night

"Why on earth did I agree to go" Hermione thought as she step out of the shower. It was Christmas Eve, Mrs. Weasley had invited the "gang" over for a fancy dinner party; a "ticket to the past" she had called it in the letter, everybody would be there and that included Ron and Laura. Of course she was looking forward to seeing Harry, Ginny and the rest of them again. And she was dying to meet Ron, but she wasn't ready to see him in someone else's arms.

What's done was done, she would have to go, so she picked up one of her favorite dress robes; it was a bit shallow, but if she looked gorgeous she would feel kind of better next to "the happy couple". She put on a necklace Ginny had given her as a graduation present, and did her hair the way she used to while she was at Hogwarts.if that dinner was to be a trip to the past, she would have to wear her old "uniform".

At seven 'clock, Hermione was at the Weasley's door. She took a deep breath before knocking. "Just smile and enjoy yourself. you are not fifteen anymore; you are an adult, you can handle this" (noc noc) "No, I can't. I don't want to.- Hi Mr. Weasley. Merry Christmas!!"

The door had opened before she had the time to chicken out and dissaparete, she walked into the now very familiar living room. It was packed with familiar faces, smiling at her or laughing at a resent joke. Yes it definitely felt like a flash back, especially when from the kitchen came Mrs. Weasely's yells, blaming Fred and George for something. She couldn't help but smile. perhaps, it wouldn't be such a terrible night, after all she was between the people she loved the most, the persons she had shared moments of happiness and grief, those who had always been there for her. yes, she had been stupid to think she would not enjoy herself; "in fact" she thought "this is going to be a great Christmas"

"Some things never change, do they?" Ginny's voice interrupted her thoughts.

"It looks as if nothing changes around here"

"Oh, believe me, some do!... I have reasons to believe this is going to be an interesting night"

"Why's that"

"Oh, you'll see soon enough.in the mean time, come here, there is someone very special I won't you to meet"

Hermione knew better than to argue, if Ginny was determined not to tell her something, there was no way she would get it out of her, so she followed her best friend up stairs, they entered what Fred and George's old room where a crib had been placed. I beautiful red-haired baby was sleeping peacefully.

"This is Peter, Bill's son.isn't he the sweetest thing you've ever seen?

"Oh, yes, he is! Your first nephew?"

"No, third. Bill has also a four years old daughter, Pamela and Charlie is the proud father of Tom, his three. they are in the kitchen helping mom. You see, some things do change. we all grew up" There was something special about the way she said that, something in her tone, as if she was trying to give Hermione a hint. But she was completely lost.

From down stairs came Mrs. Weasely's voice calling Ginny, and the moment she left the room Peter opened his eyes and started crying. For a second Hermione hesitated, then she picked the baby up and started to rock him and sing a lullaby, The baby stop crying instantly and slowly went back to sleep, a smile in hiss little face.

"I always thought you'd make a great mother"

Hermione turned and saw Ron, leaning against the door, arms crossed, gazing adorably. at her? "No you full, you are carrying his nephew, his looking like that at the baby in your arms, not at you". She forced a week smile and quickly busied herself depositing Peter in his crib again.

"You are a natural with children, as you are a natural with everything 'Mione"

"No, I could never fly as well as you and Harry"

"True, I think that and chess were the only things I was better than you at"

An awkward moment of silence followed his words, neither of them was sure what to say next. Neither of them knew what to say. they've been there countless times, his last words were the perfect cue for a fight. But tonight, something was different, nor Ron nor Hermione felt like fighting. They had more relevant things to talk about, or at least, both of them had very important things they wanted to tell the other, but neither of them could work up the courage to do it.

"You two fighting already?... You haven't been together for fifteen minutes.You should marry once and for all and finish with this nonsense" Said Harry jokingly. The moment was over, everything felt normal again.

"We weren't fighting; I was just remanding our dear friend here how she sucks at chess"

"And I was about to tell him that he shouldn't talk until he plays me again, I've gotten loads better" She said defensibly. and you shouldn't open your mouth without thinking either Harry, Ron is with Laura"

"Didn't Ginny tell you? We broke up."

"You did? Oh I'm sorry to hear that"

"No, of course you are not"

"Harry what are you talking about, of course I'm sorry"

"Yes, yes sure, whatever you say. I'll go and fetch something to eat. see you guys"

"What was all that about?" Said Ron sounding confused

"I have no idea" replied Hermione, blessing the darkness of the room that hided the blush of her cheeks "Why did you broke up?, I'm mean if you want to talk about it"

"You know I can talk abut everything with you. but I recon Harry is right, we should go and get something t eat before nothing is left, we can talk after supper. By the way, I didn't see Terry down stairs, isn't he coming?"

"No, we broke up too"

"Oh" was all that Ron said.

As they descended the stairs, the same thought crossed each others mind: "maybe Ginny was right, this could be an extremely interesting night"

TO BE CONTINUED.

A/N: I swear more romance, action and sparks in the next one. I'm to tiered to think right now and I don't want to ruin the moment we've been all waiting for ;)