Harry took a long, hot shower. He needed it too.

The burning water was almost like a feeling of a certain rush, as if he finished a Quidditch match with the win. He shuddered, but it was a shudder of pleasure. One of relief. He had Hermione all to himself today and he felt strangely confident, as if he could convince her to do many other things. That way he could surprise her more often...

He found her in the kitchen with the phone at her ear.

"You did?" Said Hermione. "What did you do?" Pause. "He-?...Wow, Luna..."

Harry rolled his eyes as he went to the fridge for a snack.

Girls... He thought.

"That's so like him!" Giggle. "He's been doing that for as long as Harry and I have been together...No, he wasn't jealous at the time...Remember Lavender?" Another giggle. "I know, right?" Another pause. "Well, I'm happy for you...I guess...So do you think you have a little crush on him?..." Hermione gasped. "You could've told me this a LONG time ago...Yeah...right...mhmmm...yeah, I know how you feel. Been there, done that...Oh, okay! Good luck! Bye, Luna!"

Hermione hung up and saw the look of confusion on Harry's face.

"Turns out Luna saw Ron today." She told him.

"She did?"

"Mhmm. Sounds like we're not the only ones taking off work today."

Harry smiled. "So what were you two talking about? I couldn't really get it..."

"Harry," she laughed quietly, "if you were listening, you could've tried a little harder. I'm a girl, remember?"

"What, you thought I didn't know that?" Harry joked.

Hermione wrapped her arms around him. "They sort of ran into each other at the grocery store. They got to talking and she told me she might like him."

"Luckily Ron's single at the moment." Harry leaned in and pecked her on the lips.

"Yeah...Too bad he never noticed. She's been crushing on him since 5th year. She had always kept it quiet. I never really got how she couldn't step up and tell him."

"Maybe it's because he dated Lavendar in our 6th year and everyone thought the reason why he broke up with her because he loved you."

She rolled her eyes. "We were secretly dating then...Remind me why we kept it a secret?"

"Does Rita Skeeter ring a bell?"

Hermione frowned. "Yes. She actually works on the same floor as me and she's STILL asking me those dumb questions."

"What did you tell her?" Harry asked curiously.

"I told her that, yes, we were dating. But I didn't tell her anything else. I don't want our business in the Daily Prophet." She shuddered quietly.

He rubbed her back soothingly. "Trust me-that will never happen."

Hermione smiled up at him. It only took him a few years and now she was a head shorter than him. He was perfect. At least in her own personal definition.

"I think I know what I want to do today." She noted.

"And what's that?" asked Harry.

"We should see Ron." She leaned up and kissed him. "I haven't seen him in a while."

"That's a good idea."

Casually clothed, Harry and Hermione Disapparated, hand in hand. They were at Ron's house in the next second.

Ron lived in an earthy, 2 story cabin. His porchlight was on, though it was in the middle of a cloudy day. Hermione, though she also worked at the Ministry like Harry and Ron, doesn't see Ron because she has to be in certain areas of the Ministry itself. She also pushes herslef into working too hard sometimes. This is why Harry convinces her to take a break sometimes. She was an all natural work-a-holic-and she got paid for it. Harry worked almost as hard as she does but he can't get as advanced as she does, and, to himself, he probably never will.

Harry knocked on the door.

"Ron?" Hermione called, opening the door.

Ron came down the steps as they walked in.

"Harry! Hermione!" He bounded forward and hugged his best friends.

"Hi, Ron." Hermione kissed him on the cheek. "How are you?"

"You know- the usual." He released them. "I see Harry convinced you to take a day off, huh?" Ron high-fived Harry behind her back.

"Yeah." She rolled her eyes.

Ron lead the way to the living room. He sat down in his recliner while Harry and Hermione sat on the loveseat.

"Luna called." Hermione said, casually.

Ron's eyes lit up. "She did?"

Hermione giggled. "Yeah."

"What did she say?"

"She said how you two ran into each other and stuff, that's all." She looked around. "Where's the bathroom?"

"Down the hall to your right or upstairs-first door on the left."

"Thanks."

Once Hermione was out of earshot, Ron got up and was back with something in his hand.

He lowered his voice.

"You should've seen her today, mate." He told Harry. "I've NEVER seen Luna like that before."

"Like what?"

"Look-" He handed over the photo. Harry looked at the moving photo and smiled a little.

Luna and Ron stood there, laughing and smiling in the photo. It was a closeup. Ron looked the way he usually did, but Luna's appearance surprised him a little. Her hair was in a side ponytail, she wore black eyeshadow, and a t-shirt that hugged her just enough to make out her cute curves. Harry then knew one of the things she and Hermione had in common.

"Wow." He finally said. "She looks...-"

"Beautiful, right?" Ron's voice came out almost dreamy as he looked at the photo, too.

Harry raised an eyebrow. "You like her?"

"Maybe...I don't know. She sort of...surprised me today. I didn't know I was that funny."

"You made her laugh?"

"Yep. Weird, right?"

"Not really. I can see why you might think you like her. She's a very likeable person."

"Hey-Luna's mine. You've got Hermione-back off."

Ron was joking but he meant it. And Harry knew it, too. He chuckled.

"Don't worry." Harry held up his hands. "Luna's all yours."

Ron took the photo and looked at it.

"You know, you should tell her how you feel." Harry told him.

"I should?"

"Yeah. How about this-you, me, Hermione, and Luna are having a double date. Tonight. We'll go somewhere."

Ron thought about it for a second. "Sounds like a good idea..."

"Do you know how to reach her?"

"Doesn't Hermione?"

"Doesn't Hermione what?"

Hermione herself walked in the room. Harry walked up to her.

"Ron might think he likes Luna." He told her. "So I thought maybe the four of us could go on a double date tonight."

Hermione beamed. "Really? Where?"

"I don't know." He smiled back at her.

"Oh, this is going to be great! I have to call-"

"Tell her we're just having dinner, Hermione." Ron cut in as he walked up to them. "Just dinner and nothing else."

"Wh-?"

"I don't want to push her too much. I don't even know if the girl likes me or-"

"Oh my gosh, Ron, you don't know?"

"Know what?"

She took his broad shoulders and shook him as she spoke. "Lu-na-likes-you!"

Ron smiled, his ears turning red. "She does?"

"Of course she does! She's been liking you since our fifth year!" She released him and turned to Harry. "Since we're just going to dinner, then it mustn't be fancy. Just a casual restaurant..."

"Erm...Hermione?" Said Harry after exchanging a confused glance with Ron. "We have to ask her first before we plan, don't we?"