Chapter 1: If You'll Have Me
Minister for Magic Hermione Granger entered the simple home of her good friend, Ron Weasley. "Wow! So this is your... bachelor pad!"
Ron smiled as he circled the kitchen island, wiping his hands on a tea towel. "Yeah. I guess you could call it that... or just a smelly flat."
Hermione just shook her head. "There you go again... even selling your accommodations short!"
"Well, I'm hosting the Minister for Magic! I was up all night cleaning, and it still won't merit having you here!"
"Oh, tish, tosh," she waved away as she took a seat on the couch and Ron perched beside her, offering her a cup of tea. "You've always self-deprecated yourself..."
"I'd call it being humble," Ron countered.
"Not in my experience," Hermione smiled tightly.
"I knew my place," Ron insisted. "And it wasn't at yours or Harry's level. You'd be leading the wizarding world and I'd be stuck with Dawles and the rest of the retards in shop courses making ash trays and bird houses."
Hermione gawked. "You're an Auror!"
"Under the command of my brother-in-law. And I run a joke shop on the side," Ron shrugged. "That's nothing."
"That's not nothing!" Hermione protested.
"Compared to you..."
"It doesn't matter to me!"
"I..."
"I wanted to marry you!" Hermione blurted out. "If you would have had me," she added meekly. "But that isn't what you wanted at the time. Still, letting you go was the hardest thing I've ever had to do!"
Ron stared at her, recalling their relationship right after the war. But they had been young, and Hermione's star had risen in the Ministry very quickly. "I didn't want to drag you down..."
"You wouldn't have! You still wouldn't," Hermione promised.
" 'Mione..."
Hermione had learned what to do when they would argue like this as a couple. So she acted without thinking. She assertively dipped Ron over the couch and passionately kissed his lips. Ron was soon moaning. She felt him kiss her back.
Pushing him onto the cushions, Hermione straddled her former boyfriend.
"Your security..." Ron gasped between desperate kisses.
"... Are outside and will only come in on my signal. They won't disturb us," Hermione hissed with lust. She stripped herself of her robes, revealing immaculate porcelain skin.
Soon, the couple was flipped, the Minister for Magic's legs over Ron's shoulders as he made frantic love to her. The most powerful woman in the wizarding world writhed against her lover's embrace until at last, she wailed "RON!" and came. Ron emptied himself into her moments later. They drew apart after coming together and redressed. Hermione kissed him goodbye and left with her detail.