First Class
Hermione Weasley sat at the bar, it was a sunny day that day, it always was in the Bahamas, the bar was circular, thatched roved and stood on a circular island in the middle of the pool, Hermione sat in a bikini and sipped her colourful drink with the little umbrella. She turned to see her new husband, Ron, sitting next to her in swimming trunks. He turned to her and they both smiled, this was their third week in the Bahamas, they were having lots of fun on their honeymoon, the hotel was amazing and Hermione was developing a tan,
"I can't believe we have to go tomorrow." said Ron,
"I know," Hermione replied, feeling the same way, "It's a lot of fun."
"Wanna take a swim?" he asked,
"Oh, alright then." she gave in, she took the last few sips from her glass and stood up beside Ron, he took her hand and they leapt from the artificial island, they landed in the pool with a large splash, their heads popped up from the surface of the water and they kissed each other.
They had done quite a bit since they arrived; they had been paragliding, jet skiing, scuba diving and all sorts more. They had fun in the pool for a while but soon got out, they went back up to their room to change their clothes, Hermione loved their hotel room, they had managed to get the honeymoon suite, the bed was large and heart-shaped, it was well-used although not much sleeping actually got done on it whilst they were there. Hermione slipped on a small, flowy white dress and Ron just wore a flowery shirt and a pair of shorts, they went down to the restaurant to have dinner.
They were seated at a table and ordered,
"So," asked Ron, "How are we getting back home tomorrow?"
"I've booked us tickets on a plane." she said,
"A plane, why use a plane?" he asked, slightly confused,
"Because I say so." she said,
"That's a good argument." he concluded, Hermione laughed and they ate.
After dessert, evening had fallen, the sunset was beautiful, Hermione and Ron decided to take advantage of that and walked barefoot along the beach, holding hands. Hermione saw the footprints she had made in the sand and felt Ron's wedding ring on his finger, it was nice, made it all official, they were married and they were happy and nothing could ruin that, nothing. They kissed on the empty beach as the sunny day turned into a warm night. Ron ran into the ocean and Hermione chased him, they stood and let the waves tickle their toes and Ron jumped in, Hermione did the same, they splashed around and laughed, having fun, she generally did with Ron, it was a perfect night, they kissed under the moonlight and lost their clothes along the way and…
The next morning they woke up after a mere two hours, Hermione opened her eyes and Ron turned around to her in bed,
"Morning." he said quietly,
"Good morning." she reciprocated, she kissed him and he held her,
"What time does the flight leave?" asked Ron,
"We have a few hours to kill." she said,
"I know what we could fill that time with." he said,
"Hmm," she replied, "I have a few ideas."
They sat in the airport four hours later waiting to board their flight back to England,
"Can't wait to enter our house for the first time as a married couple, Mrs. Weasley." said Ron,
"Nor me." said Hermione, "By the way, I sort of lied." she admitted,
"What, you've been faking it this whole time?" he asked,
"Oh, no, not that, I mean that the reason that I wanted to return by plane is because I got some first class tickets." she said,
"Really?" she nodded in response, "Cool," he said, "What's that like?" he asked,
"I don't know." she said, "Why don't we find out?"
"I say we must." he said. They waited in the first class lounge which was filled with comfy chairs, television, a bar, rich people and food, it was very luxurious and the time to board the plane eventually came.
They lined up behind a desk, they handed in their passports, flight information and boarding passes and went down a hallway, they got onto the plane and were seated in the first class section of the plane. It was at the front of the aeroplane and was very fancy, they sat in their seats which were two of the most comfortable seats either of them had ever sat on, they were immediately handed champagne and silver platters of food which Ron took as a personal challenge and in the back of the seats in front of them, were little televisions playing movies that they used headphones to listen to, this was the way to travel.
"You know, I wouldn't need all of this stuff to have a great journey, because I have a first class wife." said Ron,
"Aw," she said, "Well I need the stuff." she joked, they laughed and she kissed him, they carried on watching the movie on the screen, Ron enjoyed them as he had grown up without television, yes his pictures moved but he couldn't hear them. Hermione was given a pillow by one of the stewardesses and fell asleep looking out of the window and seeing all of the clouds passing.
By the time she woke up, the plane was coming to a land; she and Ron retrieved their luggage from the compartment and exited the plane at Heathrow Airport in London. Once they had left the airport they went to a place were they made sure no-one was watching them and dissapparated.
They appeared outside of their farmhouse, Hermione, suitcases in hand, walked up the porch to the front door,
"Where do you think your going?" asked Ron, chasing her up the porch,
"Excuse me?" she asked, she put down the suitcases and Ron picked her up, one arm supported her back and the other was under her knees, she put her arms his neck, she used one to open the door and they walked in to darkness, the lights suddenly flicked on and they were greeted by the word:
"SURPRISE!" yelled by many people in the house, Hermione lowered to the floor and Ron brought the luggage in,
"So, how was it?" asked Ginny, who was one of the people there,
"It was fun." she said,
"And how are you?" she asked,
"I'm fine." said Hermione,
"Did you have fun?" asked Demelza,
"Yes." said Hermione,
"Glad your back." said Harry, she hugged the guests individually and Harry helped Ron take the suitcases upstairs and Hermione talked with Ginny and Demelza in the kitchen.
"Is Luna not here then?" she asked,
"No, she left soon after you and Ron did, back around the world." said Ginny,
"And how are you two?" asked Hermione,
"We're fine." said Ginny,
"I'm working with patients and stuff at actual St. Mungo's Hospital." said Demelza,
"That's great." said Hermione, she hugged her, "And how's the healer training going?" she asked,
"It's going great." Demelza replied, "I've nearly earned my healers robes." she said,
"Don't you get them when you've finished the college?" asked Ginny,
"No," said Demelza, "You earn them after reaching a certain stage in your training, most people in my year are at the same stage, there's a whole ceremony held and everything." she said, "Of course, we don't wear them until we work in St. Mungo's for real, we just wear the training robes." she added,
"Well, we'll be there, won't we?" said Hermione,
"Yeah." said Ginny,
"Anyway, enough about me, how are you finding married life?" asked Demelza,
"Oh, it's great." said Hermione.
"How were the Bahamas?" asked Ginny,
"Hot." said Hermione,
"There's probably room for elaboration." said Demelza,
"Well," Hermione began, "The hotel was great, four star, the restaurant had delicious food, the view was beautiful, the beach was exotic as were the people who were so nice and the cocktails were many."
"Wow," said Ginny, "Sounds fun."
"It was," said Hermione, "And we flew home first class."
"What's that like?" asked Demelza,
"Like lying in a world made of clouds but with television and people to give you free stuff." she explained simply.
"Well, they may not know magic but those muggles certainly know how to live." said Ginny,
"Yeah they do." said Hermione.
"So when do you go back to work?" asked Demelza,
"On Monday." said Hermione,
"Is it going to be hard since Rita left?" asked Ginny,
"I think you mean Vineeta, and no, it won't, it'll be just like how it was when I started, I'll just hire someone new and perform a full, personal background check and wire them up to a lie machine to make sure that they don't steal the country's money." she said,
"Sounds reasonable." said Demelza, Hermione nodded,
"And you Ginny?" asked Hermione, "How's living with Harry?" she asked,
"It's great, the house is great, everything is." said Ginny,
"I hope Luna comes back soon." said Demelza,
"Me too." said Ginny,
"Do either of you know when she'll be returning?" asked Hermione,
"No." said Ginny,
"We'll have to write and find out." said Demelza,
"So, Dem, speaking of the ceremony, how's Mitchell, is he close to that?" asked Hermione,
"Yes, he's working at the same pace as me, we're doing fine." she said Demelza.
"And everything's fine with you, Mrs. Weasley?" asked Ginny, "That makes you sound like my mum." she added,
"Yes, everything's fine, I'm doing great." said Hermione.
Hermione and Ron got ready for bed that night,
"Well, we finally made it, husband and wife." he said,
"Yes." she said,
"It's perfect isn't it, us: married, living in a house of our own with our four pets, it's the dream." Hermione agreed with him there, this was what she wanted out of life,
"So long as I don't have as many children as the other Mrs. Weasley." she said,
"Well if she were to have stopped at Percy then we wouldn't be here right now." he said,
"Good point." she said, the goy into bed,
"Do you think about that stuff for us?" he asked, "You know, kids?"
"Sure," she replied, "You no, some day." she added,
"Hermione?" said Ron,
"Yes?" she replied,
"I love you."
"I love you too." she turned out the lights and they went to bed together…as man and wife.