Mrs. Granger got off the phone with Hermione and practically lept in Mr. Granger's embrace, wrapping her legs around his hips. She kissed him very hard on the lips and when she was finished just looked at him with the biggest smile on her face.

He chucked and wiped his mouth of her lipstick, "Not that I'm complaining, but what the bloody hell has gotten into you woman?"

She started while beaming the most gorgeous smile Mr. Granger had ever seen, "Well I just got off the phone with Hermione, aaaaaannnddd..." She taunted while playing with his hair, still being held around his waist.

He jokingly scowled at her with a slight smile, "What woman what! The suspense is killing me!"

"Well our wonderful daughter called from the flat of her and her wonderful boyfriend..."

Me looked serious for a second, "Which I still don't approve of by the way."

She rolled her eyes and stuck her tongue out playfully, "Well she said that we were invited over to the Burrow for dinner, where there would be a big announcement."

He waited for her to continue but he saw her looking right back at him expectedly.

"That's it?" He said confused.

"Isn't it wonderful?" She said still glowing.

He let her down and then sat on the couch, soon follow by her, and he admitted, "Well I'm not sure what's wonderful to be honest, princess."

She shook her head and then leaned it onto his shoulder, "Don't you see darling, they're getting married."

She then awaited his immediate panic but instead he just chuckled, "Well it took the bloody wanker long enough. He asked if he could marry her, fuck two years ago, and I saw the bloody ring he bought a year ago."

She stood up with her hands on her hips and glared at him, "You fucking saw the bloody ring a year ago and you didn't bloody tell me! You awful man! You know I always want to know what's going on in our bloody daughter's life! I can't even look at you you dick! Be ready to go at 5. Dress appropriately." She then stormed up to her room where he knew he was not welcome.

"Bloody hell," he mumbled, "that woman."

He did feel bad for not telling her, but truly he wished he had not seen himself. To know that she and that boy were that serious that early on made him sick. To know that they were actually going through with this at 19 made him need a drink.

It was 4:45 and he had gone through an entire bottle of scotch due to this realization and his wife being mad at him. When he saw the time he began panicking, as he knew he smelled like alcohol and was still in his underwear and a baggy shirt, not having left the house the entire day.

He ran upstairs and was contemplating how he was going to slip past his wife, when he saw that she had laid out his clothes outside their door so she didn't have to see him. He quickly grabbed them and ran to Hermione's bathroom to shower and get ready. After he got out of the shower he looked for a towel and realized Hermione must've of took all her towels when she moved out.

"Bloody hell," he muttered, "I payed for those towels."

He still didn't give up and began rummaging through drawers looking for any last towel she might've missed. Finally he found one underneath her sink in the far corner of the cabinet. When he unfolded it a letter drifted out from between the creases. He quickly got dry and dressed as not to be creepy sitting on his daughters bed naked and then laid down and began reading. It was a letter from his daughter to Ron.

Dear Ron,

How has your holiday been so far? Mine has been quite brilliant, though I do miss the school and all of our wonderful friends, as well as the rush of all the new things we get to learn all year. Most of all I miss you and Harry. Well, that's a lie. Most of all, Ronald Weasley, I miss you.

I never thought I'd have the guts to say this to you, and my heart is pumping really hard right now, but it is late at night and I can't get to sleep, and I don't know, I just feel brave right now. I really like you, and I think I have for some time now. Actually, I know I have. And if you don't feel the same it's totally fine, I just had to say it. Oh and please don't let it be awkward if you don't feel the same. I value our friendship too much.

But besides that, please fill me in on your holiday tales, I'd love to hear some!

Love,

Hermione

Mr. Weasley was tearing up at the end, wondering how a teenager could care this much about another bloody teenager. He also wondered why he was holding this in his hand and why it had never reached the hands of Ron.

He then looked up to the top right corner and saw that the date had been written, scratched out, and changed numerous times, probably as Hermione gained and lost the nerve to send this letter. Knowing Hermione had probably forgotten about it, he pocketed it for safe keeping, not knowing exactly why he wanted it, but knowing it was important to him all the same.

Smiling now, he tried to sober up his face as he went downstairs to leave for the Burrow. When he reached the end of the stairs he stopped in his tracks to see his beautiful wife smiling at him. It could've also been the scotch talking, but he could've sworn the only time his wife had been this gorgeous was their wedding day.

He knew he would stumble his words so he simply went, "Wow."

She raced up to him and twirled, "You like it? I just felt like getting all gussied up. I also just wanted to say that I'm sorry I over reacted earlier. I still think you should've told me, but I shut you out and that was not right."

He was relieved, she was so focused on her own guilt that she didn't even notice he was hammered.

Mrs. Granger was fuming on the inside that he had gotten drunk, but under the circumstances she figured she'd let him pass, "Hey why don't I drive? I know the way there better than you anyway."

He sighed in relief, "Perfect, princess." He would make sure she never knew.

When they arrived, they were met by a mob of red haired people and their spouses and dates. After a few hugs and handshakes, Mr. Granger was taken aside by George, Ronald's older brother if he recalled correctly. George had said, "Why don't I give you a tour of the grounds? I'm sure your wife will want to spend time with Hermione and the girls."

Mr. Granger nodded happily, knowing this would give him more time to sober up.

When they were a few minutes away from the Burrow George pulled out a flask and handed it to Mr. Granger. Mr. Granger started to panic not knowing what to do. Seeing this, George quickly started to explain, "Oh not to worry Granger, I could see from a mile away your throats seen more than enough today. Don't be ashamed though, I'd be the same way if my daughter was about to marry my git of a brother. Worse actually if you take my words literally. No, this is a potion made to alleviate drunkeness from magical alcohol like Firewhiskey, but with muggle stuff you should be as fine as you can be entering this family, meaning at least you'll be sober. We'll just walk around a little bit."

Mrs. Granger was sitting with Hermione, Ginny, Molly, Fleur, and George's date, Angelina. Charlie and Percy had come alone and we're currently hiding away in Ron's room with Harry and Ron. Everyone was sitting and talking with their groups as they waited to start dinner once Arthur came from an unexpected late shift at the ministry.

Ginny started the conversation, "So, Hermione, how is living with Ron so far?"

Everyone leaned in hoping Hermione would slip letting everyone talk about the elephant in the room. However, years of lying to teachers and death eaters in the midst of saving the world had made Hermione able to put on a good face in front of everyone except maybe Ron.

She chuckled, "Well he's a complete slob, but I knew that getting into this relationship. Honestly though," everyone leaned in in anticipation, "I've never been happier than now." They all went "aw" but it was only half from adoration.

Fleur began, "Well if you two are so 'appy, why don' you get marrie'?"

To everyone's astonishment, Hermione kept a straight face, "Well I'm very old fashioned unfortunately, and I need Ron to ask me first. Oh by the way, when is father, mum?"

Mrs. Granger and Mrs. Weasley both started talking at the same time and stopped abruptly before sharing a knowing look. Everyone in the circle was equally shocked and not shocked at Mrs. Weasley's response, but before anything else could be said, Arthur walked in with Mr. Granger and George in tow. Mrs. Granger noted that Mr. Granger looked significantly better than he had before, but said nothing sticking with her vow to not say anything, but knowing George probably had something to do with it.

They all sat down for dinner and began eating, but it was the lively Weasley dinner everyone was used to, because there was just one thing on everyone's mind. Mrs. Granger was surprised everyone had been able to guess, but she guessed that it had spread like wildfire to everyone but the couple at hand once somebody, she was guessing Ginny, figured it out.

They were not even through their first course when Ron stood up and yanked Hermione's arm to do the same.

"This is too bloody awkward and I'm sick of it. As you all know Hermione and I are in love and living together, and even though we're not quite ready to get married and start having kids were taking the next step. We're engaged!" Hermione blushed at the rash way he had said it, but Mrs. Granger could see the relief of her face that he had at the same time. Everyone kept up in not surprise, but pure happiness for the new couple. Hermione fished through her purse and then found the ring and started showing it to all of the women. The guys were congratulating Ron and slapping him on the back. Once Mr. Granger had said his congratulations to the couple he stood outside for a little knowing he would have time before the meal restarted.

Mr. Granger pulled out the letter and began reading it, chuckling at how much time these two wasted before getting together. To his surprise he found himself being next to Molly Weasley, who he assumed had read the letter by now.

"I'm not trying to be rude dear, just curious. And actually a little humored." She pulled into her bra and pulled out a letter almost identical to the one Hermione had written, with a few more grammatical errors if anything. In the top right hand corner was multiple dates that had also been crossed out and rewritten. She laughed a little, "I keep it around to remind me that things usually work out in the end. Even if they could never work up the courage to send these letters, they found a way to be together. During the war though I kept it around to remind me that true love exists in our youth, that it is all worth it if kids like them will get to continue falling in love despite magical or non magical race. Oh look at me getting all emotional. We should get inside, dear. You're probably dying to see your daughter some more before she gets swept into Ronnie's arms completely!" She winked at him, but Mr. Granger felt this way seriously.

One thing he knew for sure though, he was never letting go of this letter now. That woman had attached meaning to it he could've never comprehended. When he walked in, Hermione ran up to him and hugged him again, and Mr. Granger knew he had never seen her this happy. And that, at the very least, made him happy.

AUTHOR'S NOTE: So just wanted to let you know, Hermione's letter was very similar to what I said to my first REAL crush telling him I liked him. I didn't tell him I had liked him on and off for four years, which made me think that taking the first step Hermione would not say how long she'd like him. I'm fourteen btw. But yeah I wanted the words I said to have a happy ending, since when I said them it didn't, and even though I'm trying to stay canon so they didn't go directly to Ron, they were still said and they got together. I'm stil kinda getting over it and even though I'm sorry if this is annoying this is how I needed to vent.

I hope you liked this chapter! I did even though it's a long one.

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