A/N: Thank you to Bri892 for all your help!

Chapter 18: Dancing

"It's like he is a completely different person. He looks different and I got use to that. But now he jokes with me. He even shared personal information with me." Hermione told Harry and Ginny.

They sat on the floor of the living room of Grimmauld Place. In the middle of the adults, Baby James lay on the baby blanket as Sabrina patted his back gently.

"I think he's exorcised all of his demons. With his body healed, it must not have been too hard to get his head right. He didn't seem as haunted even before Sabrina was born." Harry reached over and covered Sabrina's ears with his large hands, "But he's still a bloody git!"

Sabrina pulled away from Harry, and gave him a steely look reminiscent of her father.

He caught Hermione's eye and said "See, it's rubbing off on her already."

James gurgled and made contented baby noises. Sabrina tried to roll him over and show him the loud rattle.

"Jamie has a few more minutes of Tummy Time, sweetie." Ginny informed her.

Hermione had never heard of Tummy Time before; Harry and Ginny filled her in on the importance of infant development.

"Did Sabrina do this?" She asked.

"Yes, Snape thought it was ridiculous but your mother pulled out the baby books and he relented."

"Perhaps I should have read the baby books in full; I skipped ahead to toddlers to learn about Sabrina." Hermione told them.

The conversation turned to Hermione's job "busy but so AWESOME," and love life "going okay, we have owled a few times. We are going dancing with Ron tonight."

Ginny laughed, "Ron is getting worse than Dad. Muggle dance clubs and music. Now he even wants a Vespa."

Hermione pulled Sabrina into her lap and snuggled her before letting her return to James. "Ron has a bunch of people joining us so it will be less pressure for Oliver and I."

"It's a good group. You already know Dean and Seamus. Usually Pavarti comes along." Harry filled her in.

Ginny helped Sabrina roll James over. They entertained the baby until a foul smell caused Sabrina to plug her nose.

"Uncle Harry, Jamie is stinky!"

Hermione stood up, "And that is our cue to leave."

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The dance club was packed at nine pm; it was usually not busy this early in the night. Hermione could barely navigate her way through the crowd to meet Ron. Shouting over the loud music, she greeted Ron and Seamus, and congratulated Dean and Pavarti on their marriage. The Gryffindor boys dragged both Pavarti and Hermione out to the dance floor several times before Oliver arrived.

Hermione didn't attempt to talk to Oliver over the music; instead she smiled at him before kissing his cheek. At the table, Ron handed them beers before heading back out to the dance floor. Hermione fiddled with the label on her beer bottle and snuck glances at Oliver. He looked good in his tight white tshirt; the black lights making him glow.

"Dance?" He mouthed at her. Not waiting for a reply, he took her hand and led her to the dance floor.

There was a benefit to the loud music; without having to talking, she didn't need to keep thinking of conversation topics, her answers and his answers. She could just dance.

They danced, drank and yelled Hellos as more friends arrived. Hermione felt the exhilaration and confidence from the bottle and dancing.

The crowd pushed in tighter as a popular song played. Pushed up against his chest, she could feel the warmth of his body through his shirt. She tilted her head up to look at his face; he leaned down and kissed her mouth softly once before deepening the kiss until they were both breathless.

This was going to be a good night.