"Hermione!"
She ran as fast as her legs could carry her, showing up in her kitchen, a stitch in her side, and a trowel still in her hand. She was incredibly surprised to find nothing more sinister than her husband standing in the kitchen with a goofy grin on his face.
So she did what most people do when they have been scared out of their wits for what appears to be no apparent reason. She got mad.
"What is it Ronald?"
He grinned his goofy grin and held up what appeared to be a Chocolate Frog card.
"What is that?"
"A Chocolate Frog card."
"What is so important about a Chocolate Frog card that you have to scream bloody murder and scare the living daylights out of me while I'm trying to work in the garden?"
Ron, who seemed to have only a loose grip on the English language at the moment, he managed only, "Read it."
Hermione snatched the card. She read the heading on top. "Ronald Billius Weasley" Her eyed widened in shock. She continued reading:
"Best known for his
prominent role in the
second war against Lord
Voldemort, Ron has settled
into the quiet life of being an
Auror and raising his family.
He enjoys watching Quidditch
and playing chess."
Hermione looked at her husband and grinned. "Well that's very nice."
Ron mocked looking insulted. "Nice? It's absolutely amazing." He struck a heroic pose. "This is probably the happiest day of my life."
Hermione smirked, "I thought the day you married me was the happiest day of your life?"
Ron pretended to think for a second. "Fine, but this is a close second." Suddenly, a thought seemed to hit him.
"Hermione?"
"Yes?"
"What was that bit about raising a family?"
Hermione placed a hand over her stomach. "Well..."
THE END