Hermione Jean Granger wasn't her usual self after the war.

The fearless curly-haired know-it-all had all the bewilderment of a young woman, and could still talk the hind legs of a donkey, but her harsh demeanor had changed into a more subdued, more gentle woman now.

She was looking forward to re-doing her seventh year at Hogwarts, in September, and thinking about training to become a lawyer in the Department Of Magical Law Enforcement, for the welfare of house elves. Although, Ron wanted her to become a housewife and look after him as he pursued a Quiddich career.

Settling into life with Ronald Weasley had it's ups and downs. Living at The Burrow with all the Weasleys' made her feel connected to a family once more, but she cringed at all the attention from her so-called parents-in-law, Molly and Arthur. She loved the atmosphere in their rowdy, confined shack, almost as much as she loved Ronald himself, if not more. The only thing she disliked was the person she had become in front if them. 'Putting on the act' she called it, as she smiled at every joke from George and the others, laughed at all the compliments from Arthur, and played the part of the 'New Weaslette' in the family. Yes, she could pretend that she would put up with this charade for many years, but how long after marrying Ron could she truly be happy and content with it?

At this point in time she was sat at her dresser in their bedroom, looking at her reflection in the mirror, sighing at the thought of going downstairs and joining the clan for dinner. She loved them all dearly but it was such an effort to keep this up. Pulling her cheeks downwards under her eyes and looking deeply at them, she noticed she was looking more tired now than when she was on the run from Voldemort. Now she had to endure family feasts, trips to Diagon alley with Ginny, watching Ron play in Quiddich matches and the occasional drink with Harry when he had a free afternoon. Hermione reached for her hairbrush and got ready to go downstairs.

When she reached the bottom step she heard the laughs and joyous noises coming from the dining room, and a smile spread across her mouth. She had never wished her future to be different, but she had wanted to have some peace and quiet after the war, but hadn't enough money to move into her own place just yet.

So this was the way her life played out for many months after the dreadful war, but were things about to change for the better? Or worse?

Ronald Bilius Weasley hadn't changed much, if at all.

The dopey ginger haired hero was, as always, wanting to get all the attention from his friends and family.

He didn't want to continue his education at Hogwarts, as he decided that the sooner he saw the back of that place the better, as it would have bought back awful memories of how he nearly lost most of his friends and didn't want a constant reminder, even if he would only be there for one more term. Harry asked him if he wanted to become an Auror but Ron didn't want to face anymore nasty, villainous people, so he declined. No, he wanted to put it all behind him and set his sights on taking up his lifelong hobby of flying around on a broom at high speeds and nearly killing himself instead.

As he enjoyed sitting at the kitchen table telling his tales of Quiddich matches and the latest nimbus model broomstick, he often wanted to pinch himself as he couldn't believe this was the way his life panned out after the war. Harry Potters best friend, now a professional Quiddich player, living with his other best friend, his girlfriend Hermione, and them being so in love and happy. Yes this was Ron's life, he thought he had it all.

In reality, Ron's life wasn't really like that. Yes he was still Harry's best friend. He did have Hermione as his girlfriend, but he was living at his parents house, and he was waiting to hear from the manager of Chudley Cannons to see if he could play for them. He played as a seeker for the local team but nothing professional, and life wasn't as great as he thought. He hardly heard from Harry as he undertook his Auror training, but Ron still insisted his life was more fantastic than it was, and he bragged to anyone who'd listen.

As for his relationship with Hermione, he was planning on proposing to her once he turned a professional Quiddich player, and would buy a house for them if she accepted. He loved Hermione dearly and wanted to spend the rest of his life with her. And as for Harry, he wanted him to be his best man. He wanted the golden trio to be together forever.

Harry James Potter lived his life to the full.

The Boy Who Lived certainly grabbed his life by the horns and threw caution to the wind.

He had everything he wanted, a house, a loving girlfriend and a career, which was more than he ever thought possible. He loved working as an auror and had the special job of tracking down all the Death Eaters and former associates of the Dark Lord. He was given this role, by the new head of The Ministry of Magic, Minister Kingsley Shacklebolt, who believed that with Harry's unfortunate encounters with Voldemort and his not-so-merry-men, gave him an advantage in finding them. He also thought Harry would have great pleasure in tracking them down and throwing them in Azkaban.

So far, Harry and his team of Aurors, had managed to find 7 Death Eaters and they were awaiting trial, much to Harry's disgust as he believed they should be sent to prison without trial for the devastation they and Voldemort created, but Harry was delighted none-the-less as he had helped track them and bring them down.

He was given the chance to go back and do his seventh year, as usually you needed 5 N.E.W.T.S to become an Auror, but Kingsley had made an exception with Harry, and also offered the other two of the golden trio to become Auror's, due to their experiences. Ron turned it down, much to Harry's disappointment and Hermione said it wasn't for her. But Harry jumped at the chance and took to the job immediately.

As for his love life, it too was going fast and made his heart race. Ginny Weasley and Harry were only dating at first, but being an Auror gave Harry a new-found confidence and he decided that living together with Ginny was what he wanted. He loved her dearly and was certain Ginny felt the same, so he didn't hesitate in asking her to move in with him on her birthday. Granted, they were only young, they had just survived a war and both had hectic schedules, Ginny was to complete her seventh year with Hermione, and then wanted to pursue a career as a Quiddich Chaser, and Ginny's parents would be upset about the idea of their youngest flying the nest, but they wanted a new life together and set upon building it.

Right now, Harry and Ginny were sat at the Weasley's dining table, along with Ron and Hermione, waiting for the right time to broach the subject to the Weasley matriarch as she set about making a family feast to rival Hogwarts.

Would Harry be the giver of bad news? Or was he about to be told stories of how his girlfriends parents moved in after only 2 months together?

Only time will tell.