Hello! And welcome to my new Dramione fic Bound by Blood. This will be a post-Hogwarts fan fiction. I would really like to keep this one updated one to two times a month if I have the time. I'm only posting this because I have the week off work (I'd hurt my back a couple Saturdays ago at work and they decided it'd be better if I took a week off to rest). I want this fan fic to succeed like all my other ones. I'm very passionate about Dramione as a majority of my fics are written of them. So the success of this will be up to you, the reader. Any and all positive/constructive criticism is appreciated while flame reviews are not and will be ignored. If Dramione isn't your cup of tea, go drink something else. Thank you and enjoy Bound by Blood! Also HP and co do not belong to me.
Harry, Ron, Hermione and the seventh years who fought in and survived the War were invited back to Hogwarts by Professor McGonagall. During their final year at the wizarding school, there was still some animosity towards the Slytherin House. While the professors did what they could to keep the bullying of the younger Slytherin students to a minimum, many of the older sixth and seventh year students ignored it, including Draco Malfoy. Other than that, the returning seventh years were able to graduate and go their own separate ways.
Ron became a professional Quidditch player and Harry an Auror with no problem. He was welcomed with open arms into the Auror department of the Ministry. Despite winning the War against Voldemort, the Wizarding World still felt the effects of it four years later.
While her best friends found professions they enjoyed, Hermione studied and worked her way up through the ranks of the Ministry of Magic trying to prove her worth as a witch as not very many of her coworkers took her seriously as a Muggleborn. So she did something the Ministry refused to acknowledge for over three centuries; the decline of Wizard kind in Great Britain. The Dark Lord's rise to power certainly did not help this as he destroyed the records of magical children born in the nineteen-ninetys.
The Wizengamot refused to acknowledge this for years before it was too late. The British Wizarding population was at an all-time low for the first time in centuries.
She did what she did best. She studied and read many books of wizarding history, not just from Great Britain, but from other magic countries as well. She wanted to try to find a way to help with the decline and just as she was starting to give up, there was her answer in a book of magic that was dated to the time Merlin lived. Fortunately for the Ministry of Magic, the smartest witch of her generation had found a solution. While she thought it was the best solution at the time, she never thought she'd become the first witch to test the magic herself.
It was Hermione's day off and she wanted to go out to Diagon Alley. She was smiling to herself knowing the fact her best friends Harry Potter and Ron Weasley would be able to come visit for a couple days. They owled her saying they'd be able to come visit when Quidditch season and Harry's latest case were both over.
"Harry! Ron!" Hermione shouted with surprise and hugged them both. The boys decided to surprise her on a day off now that the Quidditch season just ended the week before and Harry caught his first break in months working in the Auror department. "What are you doing here? I wasn't expecting you two this early."
"We wanted to surprise you so we rode our brooms over to where we knew you would be on your day off," Ronald said with a smirk looking up at the sign of the bookstore they'd just stopped her before going in.
"Wow you two do know me quite well," Hermione giggled. "Let's not forget who got you two out of trouble at Hogwarts because I was reading all the time."
"Fair enough 'Mione," Harry smiled. "Let's go grab a table at Rosa Lee Teabag for lunch."
"Sounds good to me mate," Ron replied as his stomach growled. Hermione sighed and smiled.
"My life would be so boring without you two."
"Definitely Hermione. Who else would be able to get your nose out of those books you read all day?" Ron joked and they all laughed walking down the street to the little tea shop. Little did she know about the next surprise Ron had planned for her.
For months, Harry had been helping Ron plan this surprise engagement at the tea shop. Ron wanted it to be especially perfect. Harry helped with the costs and decorations for the little tea shop. Neither of them wanted this to go wrong.
The trio walked together down Diagon Alley to the tea shop but Hermione noticed the blinds were down and the closed sign was up.
"Harry, are you sure they're open?" She asked looking a little worried.
"Of course I'm sure 'Mione. Look, I'll knock and check who's inside." He replied while knocking on the door in a peculiar pattern. The door opened just wide enough for him to slip inside but not enough for her to see what was going on.
"Ron, why is Harry acting so weird?"
"Dunno. Why don't I go on in and ask?" Ron said as he also knocked on the door in the same pattern Harry used.
"Alright. Don't take too long now."
So she waited outside for them to come back out, but then a minute passed. Then five. Another five.
"OK I've waited long enough now," she mumbled. "I'm coming in guys!"
"HAPPY BIRTHDAY HERMIONE!" came to her ears as she walked through the door. It was her friends. Harry, the Weasleys, Luna, Neville, even some of Ron's teammates and a few of her own coworkers were there. She looked around the room for Ron but didn't see him. Then every one went silent and noticed they were looking behind her. She turned around and looked down at Ron on one knee. He looked back up at her and saw how beautiful she truly was.
"You know Hermione, I've been wanting to ask you something for the longest time. I know we have been dating on and off for years, ever since the War ended, but you're the only girl I have really ever loved. Would you do me the pleasure of making me the happiest man in the world and marry me?"
She gasped with tears in her eyes and pulled him in for a kiss neither of them wanted to end. "Yes!" she finally answered and he slipped the ring on to her ring finger where she felt it belong.
"This is the best birthday ever Ronald! I love you!" she exclaimed kissing him again.
What no one noticed was the blond wizard who slipped out of the back door of the little tea shop.
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