Hermione apparated into the front hallway and slapped her gloves together to remove snow.

"Harry, are you home?" She called out as she pulled off her gloves. Getting no reply, she pulled off her hat, scarf, and coat and hung them up on hooks that were on the wall. She sighed as she walked into the kitchen and pulled open the refrigerator, looking for a drink. She selected a butterbeer and closed the fridge.

She walked into the living room and went over to the bookshelf, looking at the books that were there. She jumped at a noise behind her and turned to find Harry in nothing but a towel, pointing his wand at her. Seeing her, he lowered his wand.

"Oh, 'Mione, I'm sorry. I didn't hear you come in. I thought someone broke into my house, you know?"

"Well, it is dinner night," Hermione said, trying to ignore the fact that his muscles were on display. He was her best friend, not eye candy.

"Oh! It's Wednesday?" Harry said, surprised.

"Yes, Harry, it's Wednesday, and I had to pay a sitter to take care of Julia tonight, so are you going to get dressed and eat dinner with me or are we going to stand here all night?" Hermione asked jokingly, and Harry colored with embarrassment.

"Um... I'm gonna go get dressed," Harry mumbled, and exited the room. Hermione smiled and shook her head, sitting down on Harry's couch; they'd been having dinner nights for three years now and Harry still managed to forget sometimes. Looking around the room while she waited, her eyes lit on the picture of Ginny that hung on Harry's wall.

It was tragic, really, that Ginny had died in such a way, thought Hermione. She had been so young and beautiful, and Harry had loved her so much. But thinking of Ginny only made Hermione think of Ron, and making herself cry wouldn't be a good way to start the evening. It was hard enough just staying cheerful for Julia.

"Hermione?" she heard Harry say, and she snapped her gaze to him.

"Hmm?"

"I asked if you had anything special in mind. Are you ok?" Harry asked, his brow furrowing.

"Oh, I'm fine. I was just wondering how Julia is behaving for the sitter," Hermione lied. "But no, I didn't have anything special in mind. You were supposed to be planning dinner tonight any ways." Her tone was accusing, and Harry smiled, thinking she sounded like he hadn't done his homework.

"Ok, then, how do burgers sound? There's a new restaurant in the neighborhood that serves really good burgers," Harry asked with a smile, and Hermione nodded.

"Sounds good. I'm actually in the mood for burgers." They both smiled and went to get their coats.

"Do you want to walk or apparate? It's a wizarding establishment, but it's close enough for a walk, if you don't mind the cold." Hermione glanced through the window at the heavy snow falling and grabbed her coat and gloves.

"Let's chance a walk," Hermione replied, her eyes glinting with mischief. Harry looked back with the same glint in his eyes.

"Ah, fancy an adventure, then, 'Mione? Lets get going then," He said with a smile, having pulled on his own coat and gloves. They went out into the snow smiling and laughing as the cold hit them. As they walked quickly towards the restaurant, Hermione kicked snow at Harry playfully, and he kicked snow back. This led to throwing snowballs, and by the time they reached the restaurant their cheeks were rosy and their clothes were cold and wet. Both of them were laughing when they entered the restaurant, and for all the hardships they had faced and passed, they looked like the carefree twenty-two-year-olds they should have been.

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AN: I know I'm taking a long time to update on TDOSS, but it's just a little bit of writer's block. Chp 7 is 3/4 finished, but other stories such as this one keep on calling out to me from within my computer.

I've never really been a big HP/HG shipper, but I suppose in this case it's really Harry Potter/Hermione Weasley. I was fooling around in paint, making banners, and one that I made sparked the idea for this story and it just never died. I'll be working on this, TDOSS, ACL, and a companion story to this one that just needs a bit more touching up before I post it. I hope you guys don't get too mad at me for the long waits between updates. :)

Oh, and to clarify something, Julia is Hermione's and Ron's daughter, but with Ron deceased she's been raised by Hermione with occasional help from "Uncle" Harry.

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