A/N: CHAPTER 4 PEOPLE ! :D

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SO HERE'S THE TREAT …. A FILLER CHAPTER AND A SMALL LITTLE DREAM OF HERMIONE'S ;)

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DISCLAIMER: I NEVER AND NEVER WILL OWN HARRY POTTER AND ITS CHARACTERS ….

"Harry, can you take out the mince pie from the oven? I'm getting ready!" Hermione called out from her room the very next day. It was seven in the evening and the duo were attending Ron's birthday party. Harry adjusted his jacket over his simple jeans and t-shirt as he walked over to the oven and took out Hermione's freshly baked mince pie. The aroma filled up his head and his thoughts went to Hermione. He knew that Luna and Ginny had surely told Ron about the 'dream problem' and were going to question him about it. Sure Hermione Granger was an extremely beautiful witch whom anyone would want. But currently, she had yet to break up.

"'Mione! How much time will you take!? It isn't like Draco is coming!" Harry called out when he heard a click behind him.

"How do I look?" Hermione asked when Harry turned around to look at her. He was in awe as the brunette stood in front of him in a floral sundress and a white cardigan, matched up with yellow ballet pumps. Her curls gracefully fell over her shoulders and her face wore a refreshing smile.

"Well?" She asked again.

Harry finally found his voice." Stunning as always." He smiled. "There is no need to tell and you know that."

Hermione blushed and then sighed." You gelled your hair. Again!"

"What's wrong with it?"

"It doesn't suit you."

"Care to set my hair?"

Hermione shook her head and walked over to him. The next thing Harry knew was her fingers messing up him hair. His green eyes met her brown ones for milliseconds at this contact and really soon, he lost her touch.

"There." She smiled." Here's my Harry."

"Your Harry?" He raised an eyebrow.

"I love it when you look like yourself and not when you try to impress me." She said, giving a kiss on his cheek.

Harry's cheek bore a tinge of pink but Hermione failed to notice it. She walked over to the kitchen and neatly packed the mince pie.

"The pie smells good by the way." Harry commented.

"I just hope it tastes good." She chuckled.

"Come on it will! I'm sure." He said, as the wizard Accioed the present and the two apparated to the Burrow. They landed at the front door when they heard a series of cheers and applauds.

"Wonder what just happened." Hermione said as she adjusted her dress. "That was quite a cheer!"

"It looks like someone proposed. "Harry chuckled as the two entered the Weasley headquarters and found George immensely hugging a very familiar witch.

"Before you ask dears, George just proposed to Angelina. "Molly Weasley came walking to them in utter excitement and enveloped them into her infamous bone-crushing hug.

"That's amazing!" Hermione said, grinning at her. "But I thought it was Ron's party?"

"Ron is sitting in a corner, whining like a child and saying the very same." Molly laughed. "Come on now!"

Harry and Hermione followed Mrs. Weasley into the living room and found their 'family' whooping in excitement.

"What did we miss?" Everyone's heads turned to see Harry as he walked over to a certain redhead. "Ron-"

"It is supposed to be my birthday!" Ron whined like a kid." And George goes proposing-"

"You're such a child!" Hermione laughed before giving him a hug. "Happy Birthday!"

Ron hugged her back." Thanks 'Mione. "He said. "And I can smell the aroma of your mince pie already!"

The brunette giggled and gave a kiss on his cheek. "I know it's one of your favorites. So consider as my birthday gift."

"Hermione!" Ginny exclaimed and gave her friend a hug." I missed you!"

"You're finally back!" Hermione said in glee." Harry told me yesterday. You know; everything!"

Ginny rolled her eyes and smiled at Harry. "Hi Harry!"

Harry tried his best not be awkward."Hey!"

"So you told 'Mione about you-know-what?!"

'If she's talking about the cure for the dreams-'

"Harry tells me everything." Hermione smiled.

"Really?!"Ginny gave him a surprised look. Harry knew what Ginny meant. The moment he was about to open his mouth to reply, Hermione spoke-

"He told me about your break-up." she said when the red-head looked at him again, giving him a look which said 'You are such an arse.'

"Well yeah we broke up." Ginny mumbled her eyes still on Harry, who ignored her questioning gaze. He had to get out from there or else Ginny would bury him alive.

"Harry, mate! "Ron came back. "Can I have a word with you?"

"About what?" Harry curiously at him.

"You know about what!" the ginger gave him a meaningful look.

'Shit! I'm screwed.'

"Okay." He said and followed Ron into his room. It was in a mess as usual with his clothes scattered all over.

"Bloody hell." Ron muttered as he made some space on the bed to sit. "I'll kill George!"

"How do you know George did this? "Harry chuckled.

"He is the one who lurks around my room, trying his best to make me a part of his new experiment whenever I come over for the weekend." Ron scowled and locked the door. "Anyway, sit down."

Harry did as he was asked to and Ron cast Muffialto on the door before he sat down next to Harry. He looked nervously at him before he said", Luna and I did it."

Harry quirked an eyebrow. "Did what?!"

"You know!" Ron's ears reddened in embarrassment. "That dirty three letter word."

Harry snorted and really soon started to laugh. "It's called sex Ron!"

Ron just glared at him. "It's not funny! We actually did it!"

Harry's laughter subsided when Ron's face turned maroon.

"Are you serious? How was it?"

The ginger just blushed. Just. Blushed.

"It was good. But awkward. I mean, its Loony Lovegood-"

"Your girlfriend!" Harry smiled. "And surprisingly she isn't here!"

"She came over and left five minutes before you and Hermione came over. "Ron explained. "But to be honest, she is extremely beautiful and has got a lovely pair of-"

"Don't!" Harry warned. "I don't want to know the exact details."

"If you say so."Ron shrugged. "Speaking of which, Luna told me about your dream problem."

'Crap.'

"What about it?!"Harry carefully asked.

"Why didn't Draco-thhe'ferret'-Malfoy come today? Did you convince Hermione to leave him?" he asked.

"Draco had promised his mother a day out from what 'Mione told me. That's why he couldn't come."

"Harry, you are seriously blind!"

"I'm not blind! You guys are!"

"Look, you and Hermione have known each other for almost ten years!"

"Twelve." Harry corrected him. "But that's not the point. Why isn't it happening to you!? You dated her for a year and a half-"

"I did. And I had dreams like you;they were about Luna. And I'm with her now. You see Harry, I am betrothed to her."

Harry's eyes widened. "You mean, Luna is your-"

"Fiancée." Ron nodded. "But I'm going to propose her properly. She told me that she had another assumption."

"What?"

"Hermione might bebetrothed to you!"

'No way it's possible! Even if it was, she is a muggle!'

"But you're missing out a point Ron. Hermione is a muggle!"

"That's what I told Luna. But she said that Hermione once mentioned about the Evans being her neighbors some years ago."

'Wait a minute! Mum's maiden name was-'

"Lily Evans." Harry muttered putting two and two together. "My grandparents must've been her neighbours. Why didn't 'Mione ever tell me!?"

"Her mother just mentioned their names to her." Ron said. "And she found it a bit fishy. So she told Ginny and Luna."

Harry nodded understandingly. So, his grandparents knew Hermione's parents. But how did it relate to his and Hermione's solution?

"I'll go and talk to Jean tomorrow." Harry decided. "And I won't let Hermione know about it."

"But she's a part of it too!"

"I'll let her know when she has to. I don't want her to think much about it. You see, she suffers from stress and I don't like it."

Ron chuckled. "You actually love her mate! I can see it in your eyes. Your concern for her and –"

"I love her like a-"

"I used to think the same. But I ended up dating her."

Harry looked at Ron and gave out a small laugh. "You're right."

Ron was about to say something, when there was a knock on the door. "Ron, Harry, dinner is ready!" It was Hermione.

"Come on mate!" Ron said as he got up. "Food's calling out for us!"

Harry shook his head. "You and your love for food!"

"Are you tired Harry?!"Hermione asked as they apparated back to their apartment.

The Auror took off his shoes and smiled at her. "Why?!"

"Because I'm not!" she answered dreamily.

Harry chuckled. "You're drunk. Let's get you to bed."

Hermione nagged like a child, when Harry lifted her by the hips. "Sleep with me." She mumbled.

'Wait… "SLEEP" with her?'

"Get your mind out of the gutter Potter!" Hermione chuckled against his neck, sending shivers into Harry's veins. "I may be drunk. But not drunk enough to read your mind."

Harry shook his head when he laid Hermione on the bed and slipped in next to her. Pulling the blankets over their bodies, he draped an arm around her waist. His heart gave a hitch when Hermione snuggled closer to him and buried her face into his neck. Harry shifted slightly, when he felt her lips on his neck.

"You're such a darling you know." she mumbled. "Good night."

"'Night Hermione." He wished her back as sleep welcomed them.

I stood in front of my full length mirror as my hands grazed the small bump of my abdomen when my baby girl had currently kicked. Another kick from her brought me to smile as I caressed the very same spot her leg had been. I was going to be a mother in the next four months. And it was unbelievable that all of it had happened so fast. Courting, proposal, marriage and now our baby. The baby my husband always wanted to spoil. I love him for loving me and for loving this child of ours, who would be welcomed into this world of ours.

"Is my baby girl kicking again? "My dear husband came out from the shower, clad with a towel around his waist.

I chuckled. "She's going to become a really successful Quidditch player." I commented. "Just like her daddy."

He walks over to me and wraps his arms around my waist. Caressing the small bump, he felt our baby girl kick again.

"Slow down there my lioness!" he jokes. "You're hurting mummy. But she loves it."

I make a face at him. "Harry-"

His name flows like silk from my tongue when he innocently looks at me with his glittering emerald orbs and pouts. "Did I say something wrong mummy?"

His words bring out a small laugh from my mouth as I kiss him softly. "I still can't believe it."I say.

"Neither can I." he agrees."In another four months, it's going to be you, me and Lily. My life is going to change with the two most important girls by my side."

I turn around and hug him tightly. He was the one I always wanted to be with. But failed to see what I actually wished for. It was not too late when I realized my true feelings for Harry. For once, I became selfish and claimed what was mine. And I was happy to be in love with him.

"I love you Hermione." He says, placing a kiss on my forehead.

I bury my face into his neck, smelling what Amortentia once told me and say "I love you too."

Hermione's eyes were the first once to open at three in the night. The dream; her having a baby with Harry, how was it possible? He was just her best friend. Or was he more than that?

'But, Draco-I'm with him.' she thought, when Harry held her closer and kissed on top of her head.

'Of course, he had the same dream too. But what would he think about it?'

"Sleep 'Mione! "She heard him say.

"But Harry, that dream-"

"Was something I had imagined as a child."

Hermione anxiously looked at him, as a smile crept onto his handsome face and his eyes remained close.

"But Harry-"

"You think too much. Now sleep."

Hermione shook her head and her eyes slowly drooped as she wrapped her arms around Harry's torso.

'At least it wasn't a nightmare.' she thought as sleep welcomed her yet again.

A/N: SO WHAT DO YOU GUYS THINK ABOUT THE DREAM? WAS IT SOMETHING YOU WERE EXPECTING LATELY? AND WHAT ABOUT THE HARRY BEING BETROTHED TO HERMIONE? COULD IT BE POSSIBLE? DROP YOUR THOUGHTS AS A REVIEW :) IT MAKES ME HAPPY :D