A/N: I still don't own Harry Potter.
Hermione set the roast in the over, humming slightly. She felt a little better, something she had been longing for. It felt like the grey clouds hanging over her had lifted. She even spiral cut the carrots, making them look like little roses.
She'd just set the pot of water to boil for the potatoes when a owl glided through the open window and landed on the table. She walked over hoping it would be something besides someone saying they wanted yet another interview with one of the Golden Trio.
She'd done a fair amount of interviews in the beginning, since Harry wasn't around. Ron always sounded like an idiot when he did one. Hermione couldn't really fault him, he didn't understand most of what had happened, not really, not the the depths she had. Hell, he'd abandoned them for a while.
She gently removed the letter from the owl's leg, gave him a small treat and sent him along. She recognized the wax seal on the letter and smiled. Ron would going to be so happy, she hoped. What if it was a rejection letter...she tried holding it up to the light to see if she could read through the thick parchment, but she couldn't. Shaking her head, she placed the letter on the table.
"Hopefully it's what he's waiting for," she whispered. She glanced at the clock, Ron would be home soon, so there was no real point in contacting him at work. Soon the aroma from the roast filled the whole house, and Hermione couldn't help but smile. This wasn't quite how she'd pictured her life, but at this second, it felt alright.
"'Mione, I'm home."
"The owl you were waiting for arrived, the letter's on the table. I didn't want to disturb you at work."
"Should have, paperwork is boring."
"I know, you've mentioned it. Well, what does it say?" she asked carrying dinner to the table. Ron was on his feet jumping around the kitchen, he nearly knocked the plate of roast from Hermione's hands.
"I'm going to guess you got a spot on the team?'
"Yes! You're looking at the new Keeper for the Kemperly Krusaders!" Hermione smiled as Ron hugged her, twirling her around the room.
"I'm glad you made it Ron," she stated wishing she actually felt that way instead of just numb.
"Let's eat, wow, that looks amazing!" Ron said taking a large chunk of roast and stabbing it with his fork. He continued to talk about his new team the entire time. Hermione smiled listening to him, she was glad he was excited. Maybe the excitement would be contagious and this would chase away the feelings she'd been having.