A/N Hellooo! So last week the glee hiatus was finally over. Thank god! I was going crazy. I wasn't handling the break ups too well. Especially Klaine. How dare you, RIB, to just go and take our sweet amazing Klaine away from us?! (ignore the following sentence if you don't want any spoilers) but there is hope. Christmas, Blaine in NYC, Klaine duet, snow… *swoon* (okay you're safe from spoilers now).

Anyways. In this story we are already at Christmas. I was thinking on posting this closer to the actual Christmas time, but I figured that's just cruel since that's more than a month away. So here I am, Christmas in November. Yay! I hope you don't mind. This chapter isn't the actual Christmas party-thing, but it's more like a step towards it. Thanks for sticking to this story. Thank you for the new alerts/favorites and reviews. I do now own Glee or HP. I wish I did but no.

Chapter 11:

Ron, Harry and Hermione were sitting in the living room. Hermione was reading a book, 'the emergence and development of the dark arts'. Ron and Harry were watching TV and talking about the Christmas party next week. Fred had agreed to the idea, as long as they also were invited. Of course that wasn't a problem. Luna and Ginny had gone to the mall for Christmas shopping and Fred and George were, as they would call it, 'catching up their epic bromance'.

Hermione yawned and put a bookmarker between the pages where she had left of reading. "you guys want something to drink?" she offered standing up from the big chair she had been sitting in.

"yeah, thanks" the boys responded. Hermione left to the kitchen. Ron immediately grabbed the remote and turned on the TV to watch the game. With help from the guys in new direction he had gotten a football obsession, something Hermione wasn't fond of since he now with every opportunity turned on the TV to watch some 'important' game. Harry didn't mind, though. Nothing could beat Quidditch, and Ron had to agree to that.

Hermione came back with a plate with 3 drinks and a bowl of nuts on it. she sighed when she saw what was on. She put the plate on the table and the boys each grabbed a drink. She sat back down on her chair and grabbed her own drink and a hand full of the nuts.

Ron took a large gulp of it, made a face and but it back down. "I would kill for a butterbeer."

"me too" Harry said longingly. "I can't even remember the last time I had one"

"me neither" Ron said. "can't we ask Tonks to send us some bottles? "

"no, we can't" Hermione told them. Ron and Harry looked at her quizzically.

"why the hell not?"

"because she, and the rest of the order, have more important things to do" she said leaning back in her chair. "it is too risky to come here just to bring us some drinks. Don't you understand the seriousness of this whole situation? They could locate us if they came over!"

"I know the seriousness of this situation, Hermione, that doesn't mean I have to be al psycho about it all the time."

"oh so you think I'm being 'psycho'?" Hermione said narrowing her eyes angrily.

"we know we are I a war right now, you don't have to point that out in all the conversations that we have!" Ron shot back. He was really getting annoyed by her behavior. "I'm sure it wouldn't make any difference if they send us a few things ones in a while"

Hermione looked disapproving at her boyfriend. "fine" she said coldly. "but if Deatheaters are standing in front of our front door, don't say I didn't warn you." She picked up the book she had been reading, opened it and, after one last annoyed look to Ron, resumed reading. Ron returned his attention back to the TV. Harry shot a few glazes back and forth between the two but decided to leave it. they could work it out themselves perfectly fine without his help. He knew they wouldn't appreciate him blending into one of their arguments so he remained quiet.

"okay so we have our presents for Harry, the twins, Ron, Hermione and Neville." Ginny numbered the gifts they had bought at the mall today. "I also have your gift already" she added grinning. "that leaves the gift for that mysterious, amazing, boyfriend-to-be of yours"

"are you sure that I should buy him a gift?" Luna asked anxiously

"yes." she said firmly.

"But what do you give to the boy you like?"

"we figure something out"

"fine." Luna sighed. "now, you go amuse yourself on your own. I still need to buy your gift"

After she had finished her book, Hermione had gone to the kitchen to cook dinner. She hadn't said a word to Ron or Harry. Harry and Ron were still seated on the sofa.

"why don't you go to the kitchen and apologize to her?" Harry asked his best friend.

"she is the one who is overreacting" Ron argued. "I'm not going to apologize" he folded his arms over his chest and remained seated stubbornly.

Harry groaned "but you know she isn't going to apologize either. And besides, she was right about it you know"

"I didn't do anything wrong"

"so you're just gonna keep ignoring each other ?" Harry asked him, raising his eyebrows. Ron shrugged. "that's ridicules. You need to go talk to her"

"but she's still mad at me." Ron whined.

"Ron?"

"yeah?"

"go."

Ron sighed and stood up. He knew Harry was right. He has to talk to Hermione eventually, might as well do it soon.

He walked into the kitchen. Hermione just finished cutting the vegetables and with a flick of her wand they flew into the boiling pan of soup. Another wave, and the big spoon in the pan started stirring the soup. Ron just stood in the doorway, watching her.

"you just gonna stand there staring?" Hermione eventually asked. Ron startled when she suddenly talked to him. she hadn't turned around but somehow she knew he was standing there.

"I.. erm.." he cleared his throat. "I'm sorry that I snapped at you earlier." He mumbled

She turned to look at him. she studied his face for a while and sighed.

"I'm sorry too. I overreacted."

"no, you were right. It's too dangerous to contact them often"

Hermione smiled. "I'm always right." She slowly walked towards him, she had a glistering in her eyes.

"hmm.. I can't argue that." He said. they were now standing very very close to each other, Ron could slightly feel her breath hitting his face. "so we're okay?"

she smiled brightly "yes"

"good" he whispered before closing the gap and kissing her softly. Hermione wrapped her arms around his neck to deepen the kiss. Ron on his turn wrapped his arms around her waist and held her tightly. The kiss quickly got deeper and hotter.

Harry walked into the kitchen to see if everything was okay. Ron and Hermione were too wrapped up to each other to notice him walking in. Harry smirked. "I see you two made up."

Ron pulled away slightly so he could speak "get. Out." he resumed kissing Hermione. Hermione didn't seem to care about Harry's presence and pulled Ron closer again.

"oh no this kitchen is also my kitchen." He argued.

Ron let go of Hermione "fine then we continue this elsewhere." He picked Hermione up and carried her upstairs. Harry shook his head, still smirking.

Harry sat at the table eating dinner on his own when Luna and Ginny came home.

"Fred and George not home yet?" Ginny asked. she walked over to Harry and kissed the top of his head.

"no. and Neville has been in the secret room all day, he only came out to grab some food and then went back." Harry answered.

"where are Ron and Hermione?" Luna asked.

"upstairs" Harry grinned.

"how long have they been there?" Ginny asked him, grabbing some soup and bread for herself and Luna.

"oh, I don't know. An hour or so. Don't expect them downstairs any time soon." Luna and Ginny shared a knowing look but didn't say anything. "you got everything you needed from the mall?"

"yeah, we have everything" Ginny smiled. "you are not allowed to see, though" Harry pouted. But Ginny didn't fall for that. "no."

"can you give me a hint?"

"it's nicely wrapped and has a bow on it."

"that's no hint"

"it's all you get."

A/N next chapter: Christmas party with the new directions..