Harry awoke to the sounds of hushed conversation, when he first opened his eyes it was to see nothing but brightly coloured blurs, however upon shoving his glasses onto his face it was to find himself staring at a pile of presents sitting at the bottom of his bed. Outside he could still hear the mutters of people waiting outside his room.

"Do you think he woke up yet?" Mackenzie asked it was so clearly Mackenzie, it was surprising that he hadn't woken up earlier with her speaking, she was too loud for her own good.

"No, so be quiet," Fred said teasingly, and Harry was sure that she would be blushing how, he grinned as she carefully got to his feet, as not to make his friends and family aware he had woken up. He silently pulled on his clothes, dressing as quickly as possible.

"When does Katie get here?" Hermione's voice asked quietly.

"Five minutes," Sophie's voice replied, sounding much more like the calm Sophie that Harry had begun to miss, he was relieved to hear her sound so normal.

"Well, let's back away, and wait 'til then," Oliver's voice said slowly, and he heard a bit of shuffling, and Harry wondered if he should ruin their fun, but he couldn't help himself, and he pulled the door open

"Boo!" The girls jumped shrieking, as the boys jumped, then acted like they knew it all along. "Sorry, couldn't help myself."

"Happy Birthday!" Samantha squealed running to Harry and hugging him around the waist, Harry grinned, hugging his sister back, he could hear commotion break out down stairs, but assumed it was birthday related stuff.

Hermione peered over the banister looking down to see what was going on with mild interest, she also assumed it was birthday related stuff. Oliver was beside her looking down, only they did not come back, watching what was going on downstairs, too soon everyone was peering over the banister, to see what was going on. Trying to be subtle, for they didn't want Harry to think they were up to something...

"So, shall we go down now?" Harry asked, looking around at his family, they nodded slowly, and together they set off for the living room, his pile of presents being carried by the twins.

When he reached the lower level there was a knock on the door, and wearing his clothes, because he knew there would be guests over, and as he opened the door and smiled at the girl before him he was glad he had decided to.

Her hair was done so that it curled softly, and she was wearing a blue halter neck top that was made of some floaty material, her jeans were fitted right to the ankle, with a matching pair of baby blue heels, she looked beautiful, and Harry knew he was lucky.

"Happy birthday!" Katie exclaimed excitedly, throwing her arms around his neck and hugging him close. "I got you a present."

Harry grinned as she wrapped his arms around Katie's waist, holding her close. She smelt of rose petals, beautiful and soft.

"Katie!" He could hear his mothers voice behind him, the smile evident in her voice, she was happy to see Katie, but not nearly as happy as Harry was.

"Hi Mrs Potter-"

"Lily please, come in Katie, we're just getting ready to let Harry open his presents," Lily said, coming forward, and kissing the top of Harry's head now he'd pulled away from Katie. "Have you had breakfast? Molly is making her pancakes; you've not tried real pancakes until you've had hers."

"I can hardly turn down pancakes," Katie said with a bright smile, and followed after Lily, her fingers entwined with Harry's as they moved towards the kitchen.

"Wow, your family knows how to treat someone on their birthday, don't they?" Katie giggled, as she fell onto the bed beside Harry, taking a spare moment to spend with each other, they hadn't had any private time since she had arrived this morning, and it was late now.

"Yeah, they like to make a deal out of it," Harry replied as he ran his hands through Katie's hair. She smiled up at him before biting on her lower lip. Leaning forward she gently kissed along his jaw, to his ear and then his lips.

Neither really knew what they were doing, and yet it felt right, and in that moment, just feeling seemed the best way to go.

Her hands were tugging on his top, pulling it over his head, and his were in her hair, they were a perfect muddle of limbs, entwined and never ending by the looks of it, and yet they fit, so perfectly, they fit.

"Harry, I just- I just want you to know that I really do love you," Katie murmured against his bare shoulder, kissing her way to his neck, while tugging at his jeans, and knowing… Just knowing…

"I love you too Katie."

There was a bright light flittering over his face, and Harry slowly blinked his eyes open, and found himself looking into a bright light, he reached blindly for his glasses, not remembering when they left his face, but apparently they did. He grabbed them and placed them back on his face, and looked to the weight that was to his left, and smiled.

Her blonde hair was messy, and her mascara form yesterday slightly smudged, her nose was slightly wrinkled as she dreamed, and she looked totally beautiful, like words could not ever really match just how amazing she was in that second.

And then with a small snuffling noise her eyes opened slowly, and his own emerald eyes looked into her own light blue eyes. She was smiling, her rose lips turning up at the corners, and her ivory skin looking like porcelain with sun against it.

"Love you," The words fell so easily from his lips it was actually surprising, but fitting in the moment.

Katie needn't say it back, because they both knew it.

"Lily said that every Potter finds love early right, like, during school?" Hermione asked Oliver as they sat together on the sofa, curled around each other comfortably.

"Yeah, it just happens, for generations the Potter family has found the one early," Oliver replied looking down curiously at Hermione, he could practically see the cogs turning in her head already, and he couldn't help but smile, she looked beautiful. True she was quite a bit younger then him, but in just a few months she's be a fully fledged adult, and anyway, she was far beyond her years in every way.

Perhaps it didn't help that her questions had gotten him thinking… Even at Hogwarts he had somewhat of a crush on Hermione, how could he not? As brilliant as he was in quidditch, she was in everything else… She was a challenge of sorts, he knew she didn't realise just how amazing she was, but the fact remained she was… But did the Potter infliction of finding love early mean that Hermione was his? His soul mate, his forever, right now he did not know if that were possible… But it seemed to be working whatever it was.

"You know, I think I read a spell…" Hermione said thoughtfully, her brows furrowed as she thought and Oliver laughed.

"Does it really matter, whatever caused this to happen?" Oliver asked, and Hermione looked surprised. "Does the fact that Potters fall in love early seem so disastrous?"

"But… it doesn't just affect the Potters; it affects the people they love," Hermione said slowly, not really understanding Oliver's point of view, love wasn't evil, she understood that, but this was a spell, or could be rather, and if it were, wouldn't it be best to get rid of it.

"And how horrid for them, to find love early," Oliver laughed, and Hermione frowned, before nodding slowly, true, love wasn't such a terrible infliction.

"Fine," Hermione said grudgingly, and Oliver grinned at her. Before kissing her cheek, however at the exact same time she had leaned up to do much the same with Oliver, and it had resulted in a full on kiss.

Perhaps if she weren't so smitten she might have pulled away, blushing fiercely…

But Hermione Granger was very much smitten with Oliver Wood.