The second that he heard his door suddenly slam open he knew that Ron had arrived in his usual fashion. He rolled his eyes, but didn't say a word. He liked that Ron was able to come in here as if the place was like his own, but he still liked to tease him. "Who is it? Oh hey, Ron! Yeah sure, come on in! Drop your coat where ever - how was your day? Did you want something to eat or drink before we had dinner?"

Rolling his eyes, Harry pulled out a couple of beers from the fridge for him and Ron and a wine glass for Hermione, which he filled moderately with a bit of white wine; he knew that Hermione was a lightweight when it came to these things. He grinned broadly as he picked up a bag of peanuts to toss at Ron. "Here, eat this to hold you over! We're having steak and it shouldn't be too long now, but I don't want to hear you moaning about how hungry you are for the next twenty minutes."

He would have further questioned Ron about his day, but he knew how it must have went. Things were starting to heat up in their office, so long days were to be expected. "So?" he glanced up a both of them and he suddenly began to smile, turning the steaks over once more before he removed them from the grill, "What's new and exciting with you two?" He asked, looking at them brightly, "I haven't seen you in ages, especially you, Hermione!"