AN: We made it to triple digit reviews! Wow, thank you! It makes me happy to know you all like what goes on in my mind, and therefore this fic. This chapter is a short one, but here it goes.

A Laugh With Friends

"Neville did I ever thank you?" asked Ron who was sitting directly across Neville.

"Thank me? For what?"

"For losing Trevor that first time on the train." Ron said in a matter-of-factly way

"What?"

"If you hadn't lost Trevor I wouldn't have met Hermione, so thank you." The redhead smiled.

"You're welcome?" After a couple of minutes Neville broke the silence "But wait Ron, if I recall correctly you disliked Hermione."

"Well, I did, at first." Ron said looking at the ground embarrassed

"Exactly." said Neville looking quite smug

"What are you going on about?"

"It wasn't me."

"Huh?"

"It wasn't me that brought you close to her. You saw her the first time because of me but that was it."

"Oh" the realization dawned upon the redhead. "But then –"

"It was the troll," Hermione intervened, sitting next to Ronald "that's when everything changed between us. And if I recall correctly, I was in harm's way because of something you said, you tactless prat." She shoved him playfully. Ron's ears were now red. He smiled sheepishly at her "Sorry."

"I never quite got how a troll found itself in the dungeon" Neville said thoughtfully

"It was you-know-who, actually Professor Quirrell working for him, but still it was him." Ron answered

"Voldermort. You can say his name now." Hermione squeezed Ron's hand. "That night he was trying to get the Philosopher's Stone. So as a distraction he let the troll in..."

"So you-know-, I mean, Voldermort brought you all together?" Ron and Hermione nodded "That stupid wanker! He was the one that started your friendship! Ha! Idiot, he started what brought him down." Neville started laughing and soon Ron and Hermione joined in.

"Even better!" Neville practically yelled.

"What?" The pair holding hands said at the same time.

"He brought you" Neville said pointing at their joined hands "together. He prided himself in not feeling love and all that bollock, but in the end he was a matchmaker!"

They all looked at each other and laughed the night away.

AN 2: I love tumblr and all the Harry Potter themed wonders you find there! This chapter is actually a result of a post on tumblr. The post said: What would've happened if Neville hadn't lost Trevor that first day. And my mind yelled: They would've still met! And so this chapter was born!

No, I haven't forgotten about Rose and Hugo, they will make another appearance soon... I am currently re-reading/editing a 2k+ chapter [or separate fic, not sure yet] that has a cute and fluffy Hugo centre :D I got horribly stuck [the ending felt so rushed], so I put it in the back burner for a little while...

Anyway, I decided to post this chapter now, rather than later, because it's a happy one! I feel that my last two were a tad too serious.

For the people that have been wondering: I might write about Hermione's pregnancies. The good thing about drabbles is just that: they are whatever pops in your mind at that particular moment. So I can't really give you a definitive answer to that question, but I think it leans more to a yes...

PS: If you haven't seen the Marchin On tribute video for Harry Potter go right now and watch it [a couple of times]! It's incredible!

Again: Thank you for your support and encouragement! Remember to review! :D