First of all I do not own Harry Potter or Doctor Who.
Second, I am sorry if there are any run-on sentences. I am trying to fix it but there will be a few poor sentences in this story.
Hermione sighed as she layed down in bed after a long day of working at the Ministry of Magic trying to change Elves rights. It was going well, but a lot of people still didn't want anything that had to do with Elves to change so quickly after the war was over.
It has been 2 years since the the battle of Hogwarts. Everything in the wizarding world was still getting cleaned up. Hogwarts was standing and teaching students already but it wasn't the same as it used to be. Not after so much death and destruction. There were still a few families that still didn't even trust Hogwarts yet, and kept their children at home so that they could be home schooled.
Hermione had graduated from Hogwarts a year ago in Ginny's year because she wanted to finish her schooling. Ron had come to her graduation and when it was her turn to go up, he came up to the podium and proposed. She said yes of course and they have been happy ever since. They planned to get married at the end of that year and they stuck to it. They have only been married for a few months now.
As Hermione layed in bed thinking she looked over at her husband sleeping soundly and kissed him on the forehead, which brought a smile to his face in his sleep. She then closed her eyes and was about to fall asleep when she heard a strange noise that woke up Ron in the process.
Vworp, Vworp, Vworp...
