Life after war

Ron and Hermione get together after the war ............. are they gonna be safe? what if there are still dark people around wanting to take revenge on them for helping Harry defeat the dark lord?


12. Chapter 12


"Hi," she said, snuggling into my chest, "Did I snore?" she asked. I snorted and shook my head. "You're too cute to snore." I whispered in her ear. "Really? So, anyways, what's on the agenda for today?" she asked "Well, I have to be at the store by eight and I don't have Auror training, and we've got another hour. Oh, and we're going on a double date with Harry and Ginny tonight." "Oh good! I don't have to study today so…" she turned to look at me "Really, that's great! You can come help me and George with the shop if you like?" I said, my eyes lighting up at the idea. "Sure, shall we go get some breakfast then?" she said, moving to get out of the bed. "Yeah, oka-" "YOU TWO GET DOWN HERE THIS INSTANT!" Mum bellowed from downstairs. "Aha," giggled Hermione, "We appear to have been caught." I let out a laugh at that. We pulled on some robes and trudged downstairs. Ginny grinned sheepishly at us and I glared back. Harry was into his cup of tea. "What on earth do you two think you were doing?" mum said, pointing an accusing finger at me "We were jus-" "In my house, with your sister in the next room!" she yelled "Mrs Weasley ," said Hermione, stepping forward calmly, "Nothing happened between Ron and me last night. I just, um, slept in his bed, I'm sorry if we upset you. It won't happen again." She finished. It was a perfect apology, and mum didn't know what to say! She looked from Hermione to me before giving me one last glare and a nod. "So, Hermione, what time are you going to get your parents?" said Harry. I'd completely forgotten about that, and apparently so had she... "Oh, Godric, yeah! I'd forgotten about that! Um, can I go to work with you guys?" "That's fine," he said "Are you coming with us?" he asked me as he knew I was on a day off. Hermione turned her big brown eyes expectantly to me. "Sure" I said, "They might as well meet the boyfriend." I said jokingly, putting my arm around Hermione. She beamed up at me and kissed me on the cheek.


The Ministry of Magic was as glorious as ever but it appeared a happier place with Kingsley in charge. We all went to level three where he said. "Right, wait here.This is where I go and fetch them." We were in a small room with a few chairs. I gave Hermione's hand a reassuring squeeze as we sat down. "What if I can't remove the charm?" Hermione said worriedly. "Hermione, when have you ever had a problem with charms?" I asked, she really was clueless to how brilliant she was. "Hermione," said Harry from the doorway, we spun round. Tears swam in her beautiful hazel eyes as her parents walked into the room. "Now Hermione," I whispered as harry nodded "Obliviatus reparo" she said clearly, pointing her wand at her parents who blinked a bit then stared in disbelief at Hermione. "Hermione, honey, is that you?" said her dad stumbling forward. "Yes! Yes it's me!" and she rushed forward and grabbed them both in a tight hug.


"So Ronald," said Mr Granger that evening "How much danger is my Hermione in?" "Umm," I looked at Hermione who shook her head slightly "Well last year she was in far more danger and as far as we know there is only one known death eater after her so I'm just a … precaution." "Right," said her mother "Who would've known you'd be so troublesome? Make sure you don't get hurt, honey." "I'll be fine mum." She rolled her eyes. Her parents hadn't taken her running off and being hunted last year all that well. We'd filled them in on what we could but I couldn't help but notice how she skimmed over the bit at Malfoy Manor. "Well," I said "Hermione and I best be off, thank you for dinner." I said as we stood up. "Don't stay out too late guys." Said her father waving us off at the door with a suspicious but a mischievous glance at our intertwined hands.

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