"A birthday boy who might be here any moment!" Hermione cried. She twisted out of her lover's embrace and began thumping the cake batter again, until she decided it was mixed satisfactorily enough for her to pour the lot into a saucepan and load it into their simple oven. The beautiful witch shook her head. "Honestly, our first time hosting as a couple, and in our own place besides, and it has to be our best mate's birthday!"