continued as though she hadn't spoken. He dropped her hand and placed both of his on her waist. "Of course the anniversary of the first time I made you cry and very nearly got you killed means something to me."

"And I was going to buy you a ring," Harry chipped in, as Hermione glanced at him over Ron's shoulder, "but Ron beat me to it."

"See? We care." Ron moved his arms around her, pulling her closer as he leant down to kiss her. The final traces of anger were wiped away when Hermione hugged him around the waist and lightly sucked his bottom lip. Spurred on by her reciprocating, Ron slid his hands down to her backside, causing Hermione to pull away.

"Not in front of Har-"

"Harry, can you-"

"Alreadyfelt herself blushing at the implication, but Ron, who didn't seem at all embarrassed, twisted around to glare at Harry.

"I'm not having you spend our anniversary with another woman," he objected, scandalised.

Harry snorted before collecting his cloak from the back of his chair and swinging it over his shoulders. "Sounds good to me."

Ron looked back at Hermione, as though questioning whether he had done enough to make her happy. Shyly, she glanced from him to Harry and back again, as though waiting for one of them to shout "surprise" and start laughing at her.

"You're not just saying that to humour me?" she asked sceptically.

"'Course not," Harry assured her as he clapped her on the back. "I'll even try and get the troll to make an appearance."

Hermione remembered the