Hermione shuffled her feet on the doorstep of 12 Grimmauld Place, sighing, then knocked solidly. A muffled "just a bit" was shouted through the walls, followed by a series of thumps before the door was opened abruptly. Harry Potter stood before her, hair ruffled more than usual and shirt splattered with baby food.
"Hullo!" He cried at her, tugging her forward for a hug before recoiling.
Sheepishly, Harry pulled at his top before shrugging in a "what can you do?" fashion. Grinning, Hermione embraced him, despite the sticky mess that was transferred onto her robes.
"Come in, 'Mione, come in."
Harry ushered her into the sitting room, motioned for her to take a seat, before raising his voice, "Gin, Hermione's here!"
"I'd like to see her, too, Harry! Let me finish feeding James!" Ginny called.
Smiling softly at Harry's look of bliss as he gazed in the general direction of his wife and child, Hermione settled into her usual spot.
As his attention turned back to her, she said, "Unfortunately, I don't have much time today, though I'd love to come by again soon. I actually need to borrow the Invisibility Cloak, if that's all right?"
Harry nodded, "Of course. Let me go get it."
Once the silky material was running over her hands, she chuckled as she looked up to Harry's curious expression.
"There's been a… invasion of sorts at the shop." She laughed.
But upon the scrunch of confusion on Harry's face, she stopped and ran through what she had said.
"Uh, 'Mione. What shop?" He prompted.
"Oh!" She laughed again. "The twins'." She smiled largely.
Harry looked at her peculiarly, "Since when do you smile about Fred and George like that?"
Startled, Hermione's grin slipped off her face and she furrowed her brows at him.
"What do you mean?"
Shaking his head, he murmured, "Never mind," and hid a smile from Hermione.