A Force of Magic [HP Jamione fanfic]

Chapter 7: September

6th September 1998
10am
Potter Manor - Barnstone, Nottinghamshire
Residence of Harry Potter and Hermione Granger

The next day Harry and Hermione floo'd into Potter Manor with everything they owned in tow, and moved in. They both took up in large suites on the sprawling third floor east wing of the Manor. Sirius decided to stay living with the Lupins at Black Manor, though with their kitchen floos linked it certainly wouldn't stop easy access between the two houses.

Flissy was all too happy to have 'Master Potter' back in the Manor and, despite Hermione's insistence to the contrary, cooked them up a large breakfast of eggy bread, crispy bacon, eggs in multiple different ways, and buttered toast. There was also a large cafetiere of fresh coffee and fresh squeezed orange juice. The two had arrived through the floo to be greeted with this amazing spread, and after Flissy had ushered them to unpack, had sat down at the table with wide eyes. With a quick swish of his wand Harry sent his patronus rushing off to invite Sirius, Tonks, and Teddy to join them for the insane amount of food Flissy had made.

19th September 1998
8pm
Potter Manor - Barnstone, Nottinghamshire

Before Hermione realised, it was her 19th birthday, and despite her complete insistence that she didn't want presents or any kind of party, she just knew Harry was planning something.

Her suspicions were confirmed when she got home from work that night and was ushered straight from the floo to her room by an insistent Flissy. Hermione huffed but let the House-elf fuss over her and transfigure some beautiful flowing purple dress robes that hugged her chest and flowed out from her waist in layers of silk. Flissy then spent about half an hour wrangling Hermione's hair into some semblance of smooth glossy curls.

She sighed in annoyance again, which earned her a scolding slap from Flissy. So she stood quietly whilst Flissy carried on fussing with her until she was deemed presentable. Before Hermione was able to fathom how pretty Flissy had managed to make her look, and thank her, Flissy had popped out of the room. Presumably to do some preparation for the damn party Hermione had said she didn't bloody want!

Hermione sighed irritably again, and was just about to hide herself in her bathroom to take a nice relaxing bath instead of mingling when there was a knock on her door and she knew she was caught. "Come in." She called.

Molly Weasley's head appeared around the door, a large grin overtaking her face when she saw Hermione, "Well you look lovely, dear." She stepped fully into the room, and came over to sweep Hermione into a tight hug. "Happy birthday, Hermione. Now we know you don't like a big fuss, so I promise we kept it to just Order and DA members tonight, okay dear?"

Hermione wasn't able to get a word in edgeways before Molly was herding her out of her nice cosy bedroom and downstairs to the ground floor where the large formal dining room of Potter Manor was located. Hermione entered the room to a joyous shout of "Happy birthday Hermione!" that brought a large smile to her face, and tears to her eyes.

Harry was the first to come over, sweeping her into a bear hug that she returned. She brought her lips to his ear, and whispered threateningly, "I know it was you who did this when I didn't want it. I'm going to get you back, Potter." She grinned widely at him when he pulled away with a sparkle in his eyes.

"I look forward to it 'Mione." He said, stepping back to allow others to hug her and wish her happy birthday.

Sirius was the last to reach her, and as he hugged her, he whispered, "Don't put it all on Harry, Kitten. I had a hand in this too." He winked at her when she pulled back, and sauntered away before she was able to scold him.