"Can I get you something to drink?" Hermione asked from the kitchen, "Wine, coffee, tea, coke, juice?"
"I'll have some wine, if that's ok Mya," said Harry.
"Sure. Ginny?" she said, whilst busying herself getting out the wine and glasses.
"No wine for me," Ginny said, patting her stomach, "Pumpkin juice would be great."
Hermione prepared the tray and brought it through the open plan kitchen to the living room where Ginny and Harry were sitting. Mya smiled to herself when she saw Harry and Ginny sitting on the sofa, surrounded by cushions, holding hands.
After defeating Voldemort, Hermione and Ron had started work for the ministry and Harry and Ginny had both become Auras. Soon afterwards, they were married, and already expecting baby number 1.
"Where's Lilly? And James?" asked Hermione setting down the tray.
Ginny started to laugh, "You'll never guess: we got a babysitter!"
"Oh my god! Really?"
"Yeah," Harry chipped in, "One of our muggle neighbours thought it was really weird how we would just leave them at home…with a safety spell obviously."
"Yeah, so we asked her daughter to babysit. I've got no idea how much to pay her, though."
Hermione was about to start giving her suggestion when the intercom buzz. Within seconds, she was up, and racing towards the phone.
"Slow down, Hermione!" Harry laughed.
She pressed the button.
"Hello?" she asked excitedly.
"Hello? Mya? Can. You. Hear. Me?" Ron shouted. Harry, Hermione and Ginny laughed.
"Ron, you're yelling so loud, I could hear you from downstairs, even without the intercom."
"Hermione? Are you there? Can you let me up?" Ron's voice boomed around the apartment.
Smiling, Hermione pushed the button to open the door. Within seconds, they could all her Ron, thundering up the stairs.