Chapter 27
The Intruder
After Hermione had categorically assured her son that the surprise had nothing to do with brooms or Quidditch, he had retired to his room. Harry had asked her what the surprise was, but since their trip to Hogsmeade she didn't trust Jamie not to have any extendable ears about his person so she had refused to say. Mid-morning Harry had received an owl from the Ministry informing him that there was a lunch time meeting that he would be at, and so he'd had to leave to prepare for that. All Hermione would tell him was that there would be extra guests at dinner, which led to Jamie appearing from nowhere trying to guess who would be arriving, and Hermione confiscating Jamie's collection of extendable ears.
Harry had apparated straight into his office at the Ministry, a privilege only afforded to a few, and had begun to work on his long-overdue report. He was bored; before his work had interested him greatly, and to some extent it still did, but he found that now he knew about Jamie and had Hermione back in his life, he'd rather be with them than stuck in an office.
The meeting was predictably boring and long considering they were only discussing a rogue group of death eaters based in Hong Kong. Kingsley was characteristically not impressed by Harry's lack of enthusiasm, but since Ron actually fell asleep during the meeting, Harry remained fairly unscathed from Kingsley's bad temper. After the meeting Ron had to rush off, but on his way out did yell that he would see Harry at dinner that evening. A few others came to congratulate Harry on becoming a father. Harry assumed that Ron must have told them and as odd as it felt being congratulated on a son that would soon turn eight, a wave of happiness and contentment flowed through him each time someone shook his hand.
By the time Harry apparated home he was fully recovered from the meeting, and feeling extremely pleased with life. He walked into the kitchen and watched for a few minutes as Hermione struggled to sort out what seemed to be a cake. He laughed and she turned to him-
"Like to see you do better Mr Potter!"
"Why certainly Miss Granger" Harry said, pulling her into his arms and kissing her passionately. They were there for a few minutes when Harry sensed someone else in the room. He pulled away from her, expecting to have to explain to his son why he was kissing Hermione. Only it wasn't Jamie. It was a man.