Chapter 10 took a little longer to write, and involved me staying up until half past one in the morning (i.e. now) writing it. But now it's finished and will be the first part of a few chapters about this certain milestone in the story.

I hope you like it, because for once, I do.

Read on!

"Hey, Hermione? Guess what?" Ron asked as she came down the stairs the following morning.

"What is it?"

"I got an owl. Hogwarts is having its ten-year reunion for 1999's 7th years. The thing is, we're allowed to come too, because, well... our 7th year wasn't the best, was it? You know how some people in our year went back the year after to retake 7th year? Well, all the people in our year – even the ones who didn't do the extra year – are permitted to come too."

She looked a bit nervous as she reached the bottom of the stairs. "Erm... that's really cool and everything, but... Ron, I haven't spoken to some of our old classmates for almost ten years. What will they say when I just turn up?"

He handed her a cup up tea.

"Look, Hermione... I know things have been a bit... weird between us and everything. But I know that if things can go back to normal between us, then they'll probably be able to go back to normal with the others, too." He stepped forward, seemingly wanting to put his arm around her, then suddenly stepped back.

"Er... yeah. It'll be, um, fine," he said eventually, after a long pause.

"Thanks, Ron. Thanks." She smiled at him, sipping her tea. "So when is this reunion?"

"It's in two days – why they picked a Tuesday to hold it, I don't know. Maybe they want to give us a day off work," he answered, grinning. "We'll have to ask Gabby to take care of the kids."

"Won't she want to come with you?"

"Oh... well, she might. She, erm, yeah... I'll have a talk to her about it."

"Well, it's fine if she wants to come, I mean, I can easily take the kids myself."

Their stimulating conversation was interrupted by a wail from the nursery. Hermione gratefully took a step back. She gestured up the stairs.

"Er, Ron, we'll have to discuss this later. Katerina... she needs feeding, and... yeah." She hurried back up the stairs, almost spilling her tea.

She sat on the bed in her room, cradling Katerina.

"Oh, my little baby. It's going to be hard; I know that. But we'll make it through, I promise." She plucked the bottle from the baby's mouth and stroked her soft, downy head. Katerina gurgled back.

After putting her back in the cot, and making sure that Andrei and Stefan were still soundly asleep, Hermione went back downstairs. Gabrielle and Ron were sitting at the breakfast bar in the kitchen. They looked up as she came in. Gabrielle turned to her.

"Oh, Hermione, I do not mind looking after the children while you and Ron go to this... how you say? Re-onion?"

Ron laughed. "It's reunion, Gabby."

"Aha, yes, what my husband said. But, as I was saying, I do not mind – truly. I did not go to your school, non? So it would be ennuyeux pour moi*. Go."

Hermione smiled gratefully. "Oh, thank you, Gabrielle!" She leaned down to give her a hug. "I really appreciate it." Gabrielle smiled back.

"Go and have fun, ma cherie."

"Wow. I haven't been here in ten years," Hermione said dreamily as they walked through the grounds. They had Apparated to King's Cross Station, and, to their delight, taken the Hogwart's Express from Platform 9 ¾. Now they were heading up to the Entrance Hall.

"Same here. It's so weird... I'd forgotten some things about Hogwarts but I remembered them as soon as I got here," Ron replied.

The Great Hall was fully decked out for the former students. The ceiling was bewitched, as normal, but it was bewitched to look like a lake or pond, which rippled and reflected everything below. As Hermione entered, she noticed several people staring at her. She looked down at herself to make sure she looked alright – she was wearing a blue summer dress and white ballet pumps. No, there was nothing wrong with her outfit. Ignoring the stares, she walked to a table and sat down.

Ron had disappeared to get a drink from one of the other many tables that were scattered around the room. There was a stage at one end of the Great Hall, where a band was just setting up. A sign above the stage proclaimed them to be 'The Hippogriffs'.

Someone sat down next to her.

"Hey, stranger," said Harry, grinning. He flicked his fringe out of his eyes. "I heard you and Ron aren't as awkward as you were before. You two made up?"

"Um, yeah."

"Good. I never really got mad at you in the first place... I mean, I don't really blame you that much. Ron can be a prat, I admit it," Harry laughed.

"Who's calling me a prat?" Ron asked, sitting down. He grinned as he saw Harry. "Hey, Scarface. Where's Cho?" He handed Hermione a drink, taking a glug from his own. Harry gestured behind him to where a group of women stood.

"She's catching up with some of her old mates. Oh yeah, Hermione, you don't know about Cho, do you?" Hermione shook her head. "She's 'Ask Charlene' in the Daily Prophet. Never knew she'd go into the Agony Aunt business when I married her, but you know, things don't always turn out like you thought."

He grinned again. At that moment, Cho herself detached herself from her group of giggling cronies and came to sit down. She looked beautiful as ever – her shiny black hair was chin-length and sleek, and her brown almond-shaped eyes were outlined with black kohl. She smiled when she saw Ron, but her smile turned to confusion when she saw Hermione.

"Um, hi, Hermione! I haven't seen you since... well, since the Battle of Hogwarts! It's good to see you! I heard about your split from Krum, though... working on the Daily Prophet means I hear about things quite quickly. I'm so sorry."

Well, that didn't make things awkward at all. Hermione looked down at the table. "Yeah, I'm fine now. He was a pig anyway." There was a pause. "So, Cho, how did you and Harry get together? I don't know any of this."

Cho smiled. "Well, Harry and I met up about a couple of years after the Battle of Hogwarts. He had just split from Ginny and I... well, I was ready to love someone. And it just kind of... happened." She paused to put her arms round Harry and give him a kiss. "Now we live in London in a loft. It's good fun."

"Do you have any kids?"

They both laughed. "Oh, God, no!" Cho chuckled. "Not now, anyway. We like to focus on our jobs. Hey, Harry, shall I get us a drink?"

"Yeah, that'd be great." She got up and went to the drinks table. Harry leaned forward.

"Isn't she great?" he asked eagerly. "I was so lucky to meet up with her when I did... Ron, no offence or anything, we've been through this before, but... well, I just kind of realised that Ginny wasn't the girl for me. And then Cho came along, and now we're happy as can be."

Ron grinned. "None taken, mate."

As if she knew they had mentioned her, Hermione saw Ginny suddenly appear in the Great Hall, closely followed by Dean, who was pushing a pushchair. She noticed Harry and Ron... and then, she saw Hermione. Luckily, she didn't have time to come over, because suddenly McGonagall's voice sounded from the stage.

A/N: I know that it's a bit of an abrupt ending, but I didn't want to make a huge long chapter. So instead, I've created a sort-of cliffy, and kept the chapters short.

I hope you liked it! Review please, tell me what you want to see in the next chapter!

*Ennuyeux pour moi is French for 'boring for me'. And I'm guessing you know by now what the other stuff means :)

Bye for now!