Harry smiled down at his best girl softly. He had to recall with amusement two summers ago now, after the dueling scrimmage with those two Death Eaters in the café. He and his friends had been pretty shaken up, and yet all Hermione could think about was not the Memory Charms she had just performed on two downed enemy combatants, but the fact that she and Ginny had forgotten Harry's birthday. She'd bemoaned with dismay how they were going to bake him a cake and everything!