Disclaimer: The story or characters in Harry Potter do not belong to me. They belong to the great JKRowling
This is going to be a collection of one shots detailing the lives of the Golden Trio and Ginny etc after the battle. It will mainly be happy, fluff type pieces. Feel free to review or message with suggestions. Hope you enjoy.
"RONALD WEASLEY."
"Shit." Ron dove under his desk at work and motioned for his best mate to do the same. Harry pumpkin pasty was half way to his mouth as he froze at the sound of his female friend's obvious temper, he moved to follow Ron into a hiding place but was stopped short by the sound of the office door being thrown against the wall. It was evident immediately what had riled Hermione up. Her hair was a luminous shade of pink and was bigger and bushier than either of the boys had ever seen it.
"Hi dear everything okay?" Ron asked innocently kneeling and peeping over the desk like it was a perfectly normal thing for him to be on the floor.
"WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO TO MY HAIR?"
"I can neither confirm nor deny the presence of any Weasley's Wizard Wheezes Hair Dye in your shampoo bottle."
"I swear to Merlin Ronald Weasley if this is what's going to happen when you help George out I'm not going to stand for it!"
"Come on Hermione I'm only helping him every now and again, this is part of the joke shop mentality."
"Turning your girlfriend's hair pink the day of her big meeting is part of the joke shop mentality is it!" Ron gulped loudly.
"It looks nice Hermione…" Harry practically shrank under Hermione's angry glare.
"Yeah, honestly it's not that bad honey…"
"I look like one of those muggle toy trolls!" Both Ron and Harry made the mistake of scoffing at that and Hermione pulled her wand out and started on them menacingly.
"Oh that's funny is it well how do you two feel!?" At that she fired two spells off at each of them. For a moment nothing happened and the two boys let out a sigh of relief, they turned to each other and shared a look and both let out the same shriek of surprise. Harry's hair was a bright shade of green with purple stripes running through it and Ron was now sporting a rather large blue mohawk. Hermione smirked wickedly at the two boys.
"Right then. Shall we go to lunch?" Hermione asked still smirking.
"We can't go to lunch looking like this!" Harry squeaked.
"I thought you said it wasn't that bad? If mines not bad then surely yours isn't either? What do you fancy? Pub or the Ministry Cafeteria?"
The two boys grimaced at each other and followed the pink haired witch slowly out the room.
"Why do you want to marry her again?"
"Can't fault her sense of humour…"
