I'm so happy that you've written a second part to this fic - it was always my favorite one-shot because it said everything so perfectly. This second part was so sweet and I think it's a beautiful companion to the first part.
“Harry,” she said as she drew near. “Jam?”
“Blackberry,” he replied promptly.
She grinned back. “Grape.”
“Impostor,” he accused, though Harry knew that neither of them need ask. Hermione would know him anywhere, and no one could fake the smile on her face so well.
I think that was my favorite part - I like how you've made the jam thing a sort of inside joke between them, and the way that they know each other without needing to hear the actual answer is so Harry/Hermione. Simple yet sweet part.
And now I'm off to read your other one-shots
You just may be my favorite Harry/Hermione author.
Happy writing!
-Chelime