A/N: I am trying to update as quick as possible. I was so scared there was something permanantly wrong. I am done writing the story now and just have to post it. It should be more than seven or eight chapters. I really want to get this fic out. I have a few other fic ideas. So, without further eloquence chapter three.

Disclaimer: The lovely and very Talented Jo Rowling owns everything except for my plot, but I would gladly give her any idea she wanted. Not that she ever would.

Every Sunday morning Hermione would go over to Harry and Ginny's for breakfast with them and Ron. It was a promise they had made to always be together and this helped make that possible. Hermione apparted into their living room and made her way into the kitchen where Ginny was preparing breakfast. Those Weasley women sure can cook. I could get full on just the smells; those sweet aromas. 'Sigh'.

As usual Ron and Harry were not there yet. Probably out having a morning fly; it was a lovely May morning after all. Hermione walked over to where Ginny was standing by the stove frying bacon. "How's the bun in the oven?" she asked.

Ginny pulled a crisp piece of bacon out of the frying pan and set it on a dish with lots of bacon on it. "I didn't make any buns." She said playfully. "Unless you mean the one that keeps me up all night." She said while rubbing her blown up belly. "He just keeps growing. And I can't wait until he is out of me so I can finally hold him and kiss him and play with him. I don't know how much longer I can wait." She said sounding somewhere between excitement and sadness.

Hermione hugged her friend. "Don't worry Ginny; be patient, he still has almost a whole month of growing to go. But trust me; he will be worth the wait." She stopped to look at Ginny then she continued. "And speaking of 'HE' when did you find out it was a boy? And why did you not tell me?" she said reprimanding her friend.

Ginny completely broke the hug at this comment and looked at Hermione. "I don't actually KNOW it's a boy. I just feel like it's a boy. Harry said he wants it to be a girl, but I would like a boy first. If I wanted to know I could just ask the healers but we want to be surprised."

They continued to fix breakfast. Ginny asked Hermione "How was your date with Rhys? What did you do?" Ginny watched as a small grin appeared on Hermione's face. "Well come on. Tell me." She demanded.

Hermione was really smiling now. "We went to Italy. It was beautiful. He took me to this great restaurant. We talked about everything. It was amazing." She said swooning at the mere thought of last night.

Ginny looked at her with a gleam in her eyes. "That sounds so amazingly romantic. You are so lucky. I mean I love Harry and he is quite romantic when he tries, but this man…whoa. And on a first date." Ginny was now the one swooning at the thought of a night like Hermione had just had. "Tell me more. Did he kiss you? Did you kiss him? How was it?" she asked excitedly.

Hermione laughed at Ginny. "Aren't you twenty- four years old, because you're acting twelve?" she looked at Ginny as she pulled a face. "Okay. Yes he kissed me: on the cheek. Yes I kissed him: on the cheek. There really is no more to tell."

Breakfast was ready. Suddenly there was a loud 'CRACK'. Harry and Ron just apparated into the kitchen. Hermione looked at the two men. "You two are almost as bad as Fred and George." She said half frowning half smiling at them.

Ron hugged her then turned to get a glass of milk. "Not nearly," he replied "You were expecting us. They'd probably drop in when you were half naked." Then he realized how odd that sounded and blushed slightly. He quickly added "Not that I think of you er…that way," only to get more embarrassed.

Harry, being a good friend, chimed in "Who is this bloke you've been dating?"

"How did you…Oh, Ginny. It was one date." was Hermione's reply.

"Yeah, who is he?" asked Ron. "Go on, tell us all about him."

"His name is Rhys; he's nice and sweet and handsome and I just realized that you are not Ginny, and you probably don't care to hear all about that stuff." she said sounding a little embarrassed that she sounded so girly.

Ron smirked at her and began to snigger. It was his turn to act like a child. "Ooer, sounds like someone's in Luuuurve." Ron teased as Harry laughed.

"Oh, Hahaha, very funny." Hermione said sarcastically. "When are you ever going to grow up? Honestly, Ronald!"

"If he grew anymore, people would mistake him for Hagrid's brother. Kids would scream at the mere sight of him, oh wait they probably already do." Harry said while chuckling. Ron laughed too.

Hermione smiled. "Sometimes I miss being around you guys all the time," she said wistfully. "I'm glad things are more like they used to be before the war.

Hermione and Ginny decided to go shopping. There were still a few things that the baby still needed, and Hermione thought Ginny could use a bit of pampering. They told Harry and Ron 'Bye' and they apparated to Daigon Alley.

They went to Flourish and Blots to look at some baby books. Ginny bought a book about being a new mum that had some how to's in it at Hermione's suggestion- she does know her books so why not trust her on this Ginny thought. Then they went to Madam Malkin's and looked at cute baby robes and cute little shoes. They even stopped by Weasley's Wizard Wheezes to see Fred and Goerge but left quickly when a little boy set of quite a few Filibuster Fireworks in the shop.

By noon they were both tired form shopping so they stopped by The Coffee Shop for something to drink. They took their Fruit Teas and walked to the back of the shop to their favorite spot.

They were sitting there talking and laughing about some of the funny things that used to happen when they were at Hogwarts. Like the time when Neville got sick all over Professor Snape because the smell of his own messy potion made him nauseous. Or when Pansy Parkinson ran into the Great Hall yelling obscenities at Malfoy for some odd reason. They never really found out because while she was running to Malfoy she tripped and fell on her already flat and puggy face. Those were the days.

Suddenly Hermione felt a tap on her shoulder. When she turned around, she saw Rhys was standing there looking HOT as ever. "Hullo, fancy meeting you here." He said sweetly. He says everything sweetly. Hermione thought. Then she looked over at Ginny.

"Do you mind if Rhys joins us?" Hermione asked nicely.

Ginny could not have been more pleased. "Sure, have a seat." she said in a friendly voice. She was happy that Hermione had found someone, especially someone so cute.

He sat down and they had fun talking and laughing. "I would like to meet them sometime." Rhys said when Ginny had finished telling him about Fred and George. It's nice to find someone you can talk to so easily. It's like he's an old friend. I think Ginny feels like she's known him forever too.

Before Rhys left he asked if Hermione would like to go out again. "Yeah. Okay, when?" she asked eagerly.

"Erm…how about…Friday, seven-thirty?"

"Yes. Friday. Seven-thirty." She answered and wrote down her address.

Rhys pocketed the slip of parchment and left. Hermione and Ginny went back out into Diagon Alley. "There's one more place we have to go but it's in muggle London." Hermione said. Ginny looked skeptically at Hermione for a moment. "Don't worry, you'll love it."

They went through the Leaky Cauldron and got in a taxi. Hermione gave the driver directions and in about fifteen minutes they were standing outside of a spa. They went inside and Ginny looked around hesitantly. "What is this place?" she asked Hermione.

Hermione looked at her. "It's a muggle spa. My mum's friend owns it, and they're not too busy today; I called and checked." She went up to the receptionist and asked to see Margot. Then she turned back to Ginny. "You need some pampering. Come on, you deserve it."

They spent the next three hours being massaged, and having their hair and nails and make-up done. On their way back to the Leaky Cauldron, Ginny thanked Hermione profusely. "That was so nice. Do you think Harry will mind that I cut my hair?"

Hermione opened the door to the Leaky Cauldron. "I think it's cute. It is much easier to fix now and that will help when the baby is born. Besides, Harry didn't marry you for your hair." Ginny smiled at Hermione.

"No, he married me for my body." She said jokingly. Hermione laughed too. "Well it's too bad it's all bulgy, now all he has is my hair." She said through the giggles.

The two witches made their way to the apparation room and apparted to Ginny's house. When they arrived, they were surprised to see that Harry and Ron had cleaned up the house a bit and worked on the baby's new room. Ginny smiled and hugged Harry. "It's brilliant, Harry! Thank you." And she kissed him.

"Ron helped and I knew you would like for me to get it ready before she's born."

"I think you mean He." Ginny said affirmatively.

Ron looked at Hermione and suggested they leave before Ginny and Harry began to have a little loving quarrel. She agreed.

"Can I help you get home? You look like you've got a lot." He asked politely.

"Would you please?" she asked.

"Let's go" he said right before disapparating.

Hermione led Ron into her flat. "just set those there, please." Ron sat the things down. "Would you like anything to drink?" Hermione inquired.

"Butterbeer, if you have any." Ron answered.

"Of course." Hermione went to the pantry and came back with two butterbeers. "We haven't talked one on one in a long time." She said.

"It's only been a few days, Hermione." Ron replied incredulously.

"We used to talk all the time." Hermione retorted.

"We used to fight all the time too. I miss it but not enough to pick a fight for no reason."

Hermione smiled. "Me either. I can't remember half the things we fought over. That's probably how stupid they were."

They finished their butterbeers and talked for a while. This is the Ron I miss. The caring Ron that will listen. The Ron that always has something to cheer you up or make you laugh for no reason. I love him. I always will I guess.

Ron took the last sip of his butterbeer. "I had better be going. I'll see you later then."

Hermione hugged him goodbye. "Yes, see you later. Bye." She said as she watched him dissapparate.

That night as Hermione lay in bed she thought. Am I still in love with Ron or do I just love him? I really like Rhys and Ron has a girlfriend. I guess I'm over all of that. I have Rhys now. I guess that settle it.

The next few days went by so quickly for Hermione. Between helping Molly plan a baby shower and the case she was working on at work there just wasn't much time to stop and think. But she did stop when a dashing young wizard stopped by her office Wednesday. "Are you doing anything during lunch?" Rhys asked.

"Not anymore. What did you need?" Hermione responded.

"I was just wondering if you would care to join me."

Hermione smiled at Rhys. "Sure, why not? Where are we going?"

"I figured we'd go to the Leaky Cauldron if that's alright with you."

"Anywhere sounds good. I'm famished." Hermione answered and she and Rhys left.

After lunch Rhys dropped Hermione off at her office and gave her a small kiss on the lips. "I will see you Friday." He said before he left.

"Friday it is." Hermione said. "Bye." Hermione didn't get much time to think about Rhys because as soon as she entered her office her boss gave her even more work.

Friday at last. Work is over and I get to see Rhys tonight. Hermione thought as she sorted through her clothes trying to decide what to wear. She settled on a cute clean cut deep red dress. She was ready with a bit of time to spare so she grabbed a book and began to read.

There was a knock at her door. "How do I look?" she asked. Crookshanks purred in approval. "You are one brilliant kitty." Hermione said as she rubbed his belly.

She answered the door and it was Rhys standing there looking hotter than ever. His jeans hugged him just right and the top two buttons on his pale green shirt were undone, exposing his chest. Why does he always have to be so good looking? She thought as she remembered to say "Hello."

Rhys stared at Hermione for a moment. He was studying her for she looked really good too.

"Ready?" he asked her anxiously.

Hermione barely had time to answer. "Yes." was all she said and they were gone. Hermione could not wait to see what great date he had planned this time. He has been so wonderful. I really like him. I really, really do.

Rhys and Hermione apparated into an open field where a candlelit picnic awaited them. It was a warm summer night and the golden sun was just beginning to go down. The atmosphere was perfect. Rhys knew what he was doing when he planned a picnic in a field of wildflowers. My favorite. The bright orange, pink and light purple glow of the sky was too breathtaking to describe. It's wonderful. These last words were heard by Rhys as Hermione hadn't just thought it but said it.

"Thank you." he replied.

"I've never seen anything as amazing as this done for me!" Hermione exclaimed joyfully. "It's really beautiful. I love…it." She caught herself. I nearly said you. He's probably not ready for that and I would have been so embarrassed.

Rhys just grinned, took her hand in his as they sat there ignoring the food, and said "I've never seen anything as beautiful as you. You really are beautiful; especially in the light of the setting sun."

Did he just say what I think he said? Hermione smiled broadly, and then began to blush as she asked "Really?"

"Yes. You are the most wonderful person that I've ever met or seen or even been in the presence of." Rhys said as he looked deep into her eyes; those gorgeous brown eyes that he was sure would be the end of him. "I…I love you, Hermione."

Hermione took a slow deep breath. He…he loves me. Nobody has ever said that to me before-not in that way. And you know what? I love him too. I do? I do. I love Rhys. I love him. And then she kissed him. It was wonderful. She held his face in her hands and kissed him intensely.He kissed her too with his hands on her back pulling her to him. Her mum was right. I'll have to thank mum later. Something was starting to feel different however. Something I've never felt before. I don't know how to even describe it. I wonder if anyone else has ever felt this before. It's Kind of weird.

Just then Hermione stopped kissing him, pulled away and opened her eyes slowly while saying "Oh Rhys, I…YOU!!!" You could hear the contempt in her voice. "What?! How?! Why?!" she started breathing hard and her face turned scarlet. He has a lot of explaining to do and he had better do it before I kill him!!!