After the war
Harry sighs.
"I don't know Hermione, okay? I don't have anywhere to go after the lease ends."
"Harry," Hermione starts, "I know you don't want to ask, but I'm sure Ron will let you stay with him and Blaise for a while."
"I know he will. I just haven't seen him in a while, and I don't want to intrude."
"Oh come off it Harry. Look, I'm inviting everyone to the pub down the street on Friday, to catch up. Just ask him then."
Harry grunts, he knows Hermione is right.
"Fine. If he's there, I'll ask him. Happy now?"
Hermione smiles.
"Yes. I am. Now if you'll excuse me, Pansy and I are planning to pop to the shops."
Harry nods and heads to the floo.
"Harry?" Hermione calls. "Yea?"
"I'll see you Friday, right?"
Harry turns to face Hermione.
"Yes, you will."