Thanks for reading and sorry for this new chapter taking so long. I also wanted to say Happy April Fools day and a Happy Birthday to our favorite twins.
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter cause I'm not J.K. Rowling. I do own Frozen Treats and Maya though.
Hermione took the letter out and started reading.
Dear Miss Hermione Jean Granger,
As you know from the letter you've received earlier, the Ministry of Magic has issued a new marriage law. In this letter is the name of you future spouse. Now if you and your husband/wife have any problems please come to the ministry. Now from careful tests and spells for selecting, your future husband/wife is George Fabian Weasley. Please if you have any problems come to the ministry. Have a pleasant evening.
Sincerely,
Kingsley Shacklebot,
Minister of Magic
"So what does it say?" asked Ginny. "I-I'm going to be married to" but Hermione was interrupted. "To me." George said in a shock tone. "So wait, you and Hermione are going to be married?" asked Ron, who looked kind of mad. "I guess, why?" Hermione asked as she looked Ron. He was starting to get a tint of red on his cheeks. "No reason, no reason at all." he muttered before going up to his room.
"What's got his wand in a knot?" asked Fred with a smirk. "Fred, mind your mouth!" snapped Molly. Though Hermione didn't say it she wondered the same thing. Sure, during the battle Ron and her shared a heated kiss but to her it just didn't feel right. It seemed forced and Ron seemed to have thought the same thing. After the battle Hermione and Ron talked and decided it was better for them being friends. "So why is he mad now?' she wondered before turning back to the Weasleys.
"So Forge who is the lucky girl?" asked George trying to lighten the mood. " Angelina!" answered Fred who was smiling like a loon. "So you get to marry your girlfriend of two years? Seems fair." replied George with a chuckle at the end. "Why don't you invite her to dinner tomorrow, Fred?" said Mrs. Weasley with a twinkle in her eye. Hmm seems like someone's already planning the wedding and grandchildren.
"Sure mum." said Fred before going up to his old room to write to Angelina. 'Well this has been an eventful night. I'm sure tired. Come on Arthur." said tiredly.
"So what do you guys want to do now?" asked George since it got to quiet. "Um, well Harry and I were going to see a muggle movie and it's going to start soon. Bye!" replied Ginny before grabbing onto Harry and disapparating out of the burrow. "So I guess it's just me and you Granger." He said turning to the girl next to him. " Yeah, I guess." she replied quietly. "What to do, what to do?" he murmured quietly. Nothing came to mind. They just stood there awkwardly until Hermione notice it was almost ten o'clock.
"Sorry to cut this short George but I got work tomorrow. I'll see you tomorrow at dinner yeah?" He looked at her soft, chocolate brown eyes. "Sure, goodnight Hermione" George said as he gave her a hug and a kiss on the cheek, something that George seemed to be doing more often. "Night George." she said before heading up the stairs to Ginny's room.
Hermione woke up to the sound of water hitting the window. She looked outside to see a light shower starting outside. She stretched and walked into the into the bathroom to take a quick shower and brush her teeth. Once done, Hermione changed into a purple polo shirt, dark jeans, a gray hoodie and some light purple trainers. She walked downstairs to the kitchen to see Mrs. Weasley cooking, as usual. "Hey Mrs. Weasley," she greeted cheerfully. "Hello dear, and you know you can call me Molly." Mrs. Weasley said putting a plate of eggs and toast in front of her. 'Thanks." Hermione said taking a large bite of eggs.
Hermione looked at the family clock and notice it was almost nine o'clock. "Bye Molly, I got to go work." she said as she got up and put the dish away into the sink. It felt weird calling by her first name. "Bye dear!" Molly shouted as Hermione walked out the door. She apparated to the nearest apparition station to the ice cream shop she worked at. Frozen Treats was a small ice cream shop near the Leaky Cauldron. It was owned by a nice old lady named Maya, who surprisingly is a witch and a muggle-born one at that. Hermione walked into the shop, greeting Maya, and made her way into the backroom.
She signed in, took off her hoodie and grabbed her apron off the rack. Tying it around her waste, Hermione headed to the front to help Maya with the customers already heading in. Taking orders and scooping ice cream, it was what Hermione did until her half an hour break. Hermione grabbed a small bowl and spoon and scooped up some of her favorite ice cream, chocolate chip cookie dough, and headed outside. She walked outside to notice the rain had stopped and walked to the nearest park. Hermione sat at a bench, not caring if it was a little wet. She listen to all the noises the town had to offer.
Hermione thought back to her job. Most people were surprised that she was working in a muggle ice cream shop but she didn't mind. It nice going somewhere with out people point at her whispering. In the shop no one knew she was Hermione Granger, war hero and one third of the golden trio. She was Hermione the nice girl who served them ice cream and she liked it that way. Hermione looked at her watch and notice her break was almost over. She tossed her empty bowl into the trash can and started walking back.
By the time she got back, the shop wasn't as full as when she left. Hermione got back to work and spent the rest of her hours scooping ice cream, talking to customers, and chatting with Maya until the store closed. "Goodbye Hermione, see you tomorrow!" Maya said waving to the young witch. "Bye Maya." Hermione replied back with a wave before walking to the apparition station she used earlier. With one last look around Hermione apparted back to the Burrow.
The end of chapter 4. So what you guys think? I wanted to add what Hermione does now the war is over. I thought she might miss her muggle life and parents so I wanted to give her a place to escape the wizard world for a while at least. And I know what your thinking. Ice cream while it's raining outside? Well, I think it's never a bad time for ice cream. Leave a comment good, bad I don't care as long as I know people are reading my story. Thanks!