UNEXPECTED

"Honestly, Hermione. Where do you live?"

It had been 7 years since their graduation from Hogwarts but Harry and Ron were still pestering her with the same question.

"I'm not telling you Ron, you won't believe me." Hermione averted her eyes.

"I don't think the answer can be any more terrifying than your going to the Ball with Krum in fourth year." Ron grumbled under his breath.

Hermione, however, caught that line of his.

"Ronald Weasley-"

"Hermione," Harry interrupted immediately, trying to stop Hermione's rampage, "we're just worried about you, that's all."

Hermione's expressions softened, "I know, Harry, and I really appreciate that." She paused, "but I can't tell you." Checking her watch, she hurried away, ignoring the curious stares coming from her two best friends.

But Harry and Ron were not the kind of people to give things up easily. Well not Harry, anyway. They tried Kingsley, the Minister for Magic, and their fellow Aurors, Seamus and, believe or not, Blaise. However, none of them told the two anything. The most was Kingsley telling them that "Hermione has a very…ostentatious accommodation."

"Ostentatious?" Harry was flabbergasted, "since when does Hermione like to show off?"

"And since when does she acquire such amount of money to afford such an accommodation?" Ron's expression was the same as Harry's.

Kingsley smiled mysteriously, "I'm sure when the right time comes, she'll let you know."

*FIVE YEARS LATER*

Hermione was there on Platform 9&3/4 earlier than most of the families. Alone with only her bag, she would be considered as a former student of Hogwarts who wanted to go back.

The magical world knew Hermione Granger as the one who graduated from Hogwarts with perfect academic performance, who accompanied Harry Potter on his way to hunt Voldermort down, who was Harry's best friend and a war heroine. Nothing more. After graduation, Hermione disappeared like a puff of smoke; no one knew where she went, not even Harry and Ron. Two years later she returned, glowing with content, and wouldn't tell anyone about anything. Even now, no one really had any idea whether she was married.

Hermione was standing in a relatively dark place, and with all the smoke and steam, she was nearly invisible to those hurrying by. She saw Luna and Blaise with their children going through the crowd, their daughter, who would be a first year this term, was laughing about something; then Pansy and Theo with their kids walking by. And then there were Ron, and Lavender who, Hermione smiled when she saw it, had changed from a squeaky and flirtatious girl into a mature and caring mother. Their children, Rose and Hugo, assembled them.

Then James burst through the wall, running wildly on the platform, seemingly searching for something or someone. When he saw his friends, he rushed towards them with his stuff and they immediately went aboard. Ginny and Lily were closely followed by Harry and Albus, who looked quite worried about something.

Harry's and Ron's family greeted each other, and exchanged a few comments about how Hermione was absent. With the distance between them, Hermione couldn't overhear their conversation, but her smile grew wider when she saw the two families getting along so well.

"Enjoying something, Granger?"

That voice. That annoying voice.

Hermione turned.

"Not Granger anymore, Malfoy." She glared at the blonde who, without her knowing it, had sneaked up behind her.

"Ah. After 12 years and you're still hot-tempered, Granger," he drawled, stressing her maiden name, "anyway," he added, staring at the now appearing ring on her finger, "I don't think I've heard of your getting married. Who is the guy?"

"He is the most annoying and the most narcissistic git I've ever met!"

"Then why did you marry him?" Ron chimed in.

Hermione was so taken aback that she jumped. She didn't know Ron and Harry were eavesdropping.

"Like I said, she's got a huge temper," Draco slipped his arms around Hermione's waist, "and that's why she married me."

Ron and Harry gaped.

Right on cue, their son Scorpius came running around, bringing a girl who Hermione recognized as Blaise and Luna's daughter with him.

"Look Mum, I have made a new friend!"

Hermione, conscious of Harry's and Ron's unbelievable stares, hugged her son and said, "I'm so proud of you, honey."

Ron, finally finding his voice again, stammered, "so, so you're the mysterious Mrs. Malfoy on the newspaper 12 years ago!"

Hermione, letting go of Scorpius, smiled rather too sweetly at Ron as her answer.

"As for the ostentatious accommodation Kingsley told you about," Draco grinned, ignoring their astonished expressions, "that's Malfoy Manor."

THE END

A/N: R&R plz:)