August 20, 2004

Ron's POV

After landing in front of the Burrow I was ready to knock out. With my teammates and the press hounding me, you would think it was the end of Voldemort all over again. Then again, a piece of drama this juicy hadn't fallen in the Prophet's hands in years.

And what a piece it was. "Bloody slag, fucking my best friend behind my back and having his kid. Would serve her right if the little messed up bastard got taken away from her."

I finally make it to the front door and make my way in. It was late, almost nine, and the house was surprisingly quiet.

"Mum?" I call out into the house.

"In the kitchen Ron," she answered.

I drop my bags next to the door and stalk off towards the kitchen. A plate or two of mum's cooking would be just the thing before I knackered off. "You won't believe the day I've had mum, everywhere I went, reporters, reporters everywhere. One even tried to ask me questions when I was in the loo!"

But mum didn't answer. Instead her, Ginny, and dad sat around the table with grim faces when I entered the kitchen. "Sit down Ron." Dad cut in before I can open my mouth.

I drop down on a chair and look at the parentals. Mum looked like she was about to kneel over and Ginny was on the verge of tears, again. 'I bet it has to do with that traitor Potter.'

A newspaper gets thrown in front of me and Percy glared down at me. "Do you have any idea what you've done Ronald?"

"What are you doing in my house? When the hell did you even get here?"

The infamous Weasley temper was making an appearance on Percy's face. "You called Hermione a loose woman, questioned her parenting skills, and made the Prophet question her morals in the national newspaper. Hermione Granger, the same world-renowned Potions and Charms Mistress with connections to various ministries in the world and who has shaken more influential hands than we have family members. And you're worried about how I got inside our parent's house? How typical of you Ronald. Typical and incredibly stupid."

I slam my hand down and point at my still estranged brother. "Don't you dare talk down on me Percy. I told Skeeter the truth; Hermione fucked Harry and dragged her pregnant arse into the Final Battle. Her bastard is fucked up by her own actions and not even those so-called powerful people can change the truth."

Percy growled. "I don't care if it's the truth or not! I just regained my standing in the Ministry. You might not give a shite but I have a family to support and you just dragged your teenage indiscretions right into the Ministry's doors."

"My 'teenage indiscretions'? I wasn't the one to fuck my best friend behind their backs!"

"This isn't about who fucked who six years ago." Percy roared. "It's about how the Weasley family is going to suffer when the entire world realizes that you called their savior a whore!

Do you think Shackleboot will support you instead of bending to international pressure? And what about Ginny? Her precious Quidditch career will suffer when no country lets her team even get close to their borders." Pots rattled in the small kitchen with the force of Percy's magic.

Quiet. It was quiet in the Burrow. Doors hadn't opened for the Weasleys in so long to lose it like this. "If it is how you say what can we do?" Ginny speaks for the first time. "The Harpies start their international tour in two months and I refuse to lose my spot because that bitch Hermione decided to come back to England. I lost my boyfriend, I will not lose my career too."

The red started to recede from Percy's face and his magic also started to settle down. "We can start with damage control. If we let out that Ron's words were an exaggeration or we could even spin it as anger towards the war for what it did to the kid it would take some heat off."

Dad shook his head. "The Ministry would still investigate. Ron claimed that Hermione didn't get any medical help for Evangeline."

And that's when I explode. "I will not take my words back! That bitch wants to screw with our lives and I will not let her. How can you of all people be blind to her manipulations Percy? Granger only wants to make the world pity her to get more attention. She did it in Fourth year with Krum and the hate mail, she did it again with her little disappearance and now she's at it one more time. Why can't all of you see that?"

Mum nodded enthusiastically. It was all right in her world when her children were not at fault. "Ronald is right Arthur. That little tramp is trying to tear this family apart and ruin your careers our of some weird sense of revenge."

"Enough Molly. It seems I did not make myself clear last time so I'll repeat myself for the last time. We owe it to Hermione to be open-minded about her decisions and not poisonous against her. You will clean up your act with her Ron and I say this as the Head of this family."

An owl flew in through the kitchen window and dropped its cargo in Percy's lap. "That might not be possible anymore dad." He said pointing at the front cover of the latest Charms Journal.

With Hermione bloody Granger on the cover.

Hermione Granger: Woman Behind the Genius

Alexander Smirnov

The year is 1992, an unknown creature is lurking in the halls of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry and petrifying muggleborn students. The year is 1996, six teenagers go into the Department of Mystery and engage in what's known as the Battle of the Department of Mysteries. The year 1998 and Voldemort's reign of terror comes to an end with the Battle of Hogwarts, other wised known as the Final Battle.

All of these are conflicts where the then-dubbed Golden Trio were in action while the rest of the school populace went about their daily lives. But enough is already known about the male duo of the trio and nowhere near enough information is known about its sole female component.

Until recent years Mistress Hermione Granger had not made much of an impact in world news only to be catapulted to international fame with the discovery of the cure to Lycanthropy, a curse that afflicted thousands of witches and wizards around the globe. Since then her claims to fame have only grown and more groundbreaking discoveries expected from her.

Hermione Jean Granger was born September 19, 1979, in Paris, France during a family vacation. The only daughter to the pair of dentists (muggle teeth healers) Doctors Jean and William Granger. A brilliant child even in her childhood, Mistress Granger carried her primary school work ethic onto Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry when she entered the school on September 1, 1991, at the slightly older age of 12 years old.

Throughout her school years, Mistress Granger gained a reputation for being a "know-it-all swot" and meticulous rule-following along with her color-coded schedules. Her extracurriculars included solving puzzles even adults twice her age couldn't solve, rebelling against unfair government treatment and terrorism, and acquiring knowledge that would later turn out to be the downfall of the Dark Lord Voldemort.

In preparation for the war, the then Miss Granger erased her parent's memories of herself, an action she will "forever be sorry but never regret" as according to Mistress Granger herself, her parent's safety was in danger. Her suspicions were later confirmed when Death Eaters confessed to having planned an attack on her parents' home mere weeks after their removal in the official transcripts of the Death Eater trials of 1998 – 2001. The family says that they have come out stronger from the ordeal and their actions showed it when Miss Evangeline Granger came into the picture.

Miss Evangeline Luna Granger is the first, and so far, the only child Mistress Granger has had to date and was born in Australia on August 19, 1998, a month before her mother's birthday and has been confirmed to have been a difficult birth. The baby, now a six-year-old little girl, suffered from extensive spams and seizures as a result of her mother being put under the Crucitatius curse a month before her premature delivery. Still, Miss Evangeline has remained the main motivation for Mistress Granger to move forward as she achieved an O in her Potions NEWTs and the completion of her Potions Mastery in the record time of 2-and-a-half years and later followed by her Charms Granger's discoveries have happened because of pure coincidence as it is. Her main reason for research is her daughter's ailment, everything else was just pieces that fell in line when Mistress Granger discovered the similarities between Miss Evangeline's and the werewolves' troubles.

Thanks to the medical research Mistress Granger has performed, Healers and patients around the world benefit from the better methods of diagnostic spells of diseases and curses along with breathing fresh air into the science of potion brewing with revamped remedies and potions-based treatments. All of this coming from a woman who had enough time in the span of six years to gain two Masteries, create a revolutionizing cure, modernize medicine, and still have time to have dinner with her child. Ladies and gentlemen a better person for our 200th edition of the Charms Journals simply refused to be found.

The official interview continues on the next page.

Hermione's p.o.v

"Have you seen the Charms journal yet?"

I don't bother looking up and flip another page worth of notes. I had made a mountain's worth of them and now had to force myself to go through all of them and discard the more undoable of them. "No Neville, nor do I plan to anytime soon. Professor McGonagall wants an idea of how I plan to mentor the students. I'm looking through my notes to see if there's anything I can get started on while mentoring a couple of teenagers."

I felt more than saw Neville rolling his eyes at me before walking closer to my work table. "As if you don't already know. Didn't you say that the goblins wanted you to fight for their rights?"

I shrugged and crossed another thing out. Making electricity work inside of Hogwarts was a task for another day. "Aside from research, there isn't much I can do politically while the English are trying to attack me. No, I need something more substantial and related to my masteries."

"You won't have to worry about that for long," Neville states, "Smirnov did a great piece with the interview you gave him."

What? I blink owlishly at Neville. "Interview?"

This time I do catch him rolling his eyes. Like me, Neville was working through his lesson plan for the lower years taking Herbology come September. "The interview you performed in Germany before coming here?"

I smile, there were a lot of interviews. "You're going to have a bit more specific."

I hear him groan and laugh, "the one with that picture of you and Evangeline in Damascus' gala."

"You mean - oh Merlin, I knew I would be featured but I forgot they asked for an interview!"

A kiss landed on the crown of my hair and a magazine on top of my notes. "It came out beautiful Hermione."

His deep baritones were indeed soothing to my soul. "Thank you, Keelan."

"Do you need help organizing those thoughts of yours?"

I push my notes towards him. "Please."

While Keelan looked over my writing I silently peruse the room. The three of us worked in the main library. Luna was practicing her reading skills with Evangeline while she waited for Ministry approval to open the first school for pre-Hogwarts students. Augusta was working in the Wizengamot as representative of House Longbottom and probably tearing the younger Lords and Ladies apart to get her Muggle Integration bill passed. All in all, our family was working on their usual endeavors.

"Have you decided what personal project you'll work on? Mentoring teenagers won't take up too much of your big brain."

My eyes go back to Keelan. "I'm not sure yet but George's idea of communication mirrors is perking my interest."

"Want to bring Britain to the twenty-first century eh?" Neville grinned over his parchments.

I grin. "Kicking and screaming if I have to."

Keelan huffed. "The magical world is not as antiquated as you think it is."

"Non-magicals have had instant communication for over a century. The magical world is stuck in the past."

"And the Goblins?" He asks.

"A joint project between Lady Augusta and me." Joint project huh? "Thinking about it I can probably hoist some of the research and argument-making to my students. It can be the unifying factor of this experiment."

"I guess you're ready for the start of term then Professor Granger."

"Merlin I hope so."