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Chapter 11: A Huge Surprise
Severus
slowly opened his eyes, looking around. He knew that he was in the hospital
wing, but how had he gotten here, he couldn’t remember. He slowly pulled
himself to a sitting position and that’s when Madam Pomfrey arrived.
“Severus, I’m glad
to see that you’re awake,” she told him.
Severus snorted at that.
“So how long have
I’ve been in this hell hole?”
“A week and a
half,” Madam Pomfrey said, glaring at him. “I’ll be informing your wife and the
Headmaster that you’re awake.”
And before he could protest, she
was gone.
Ginny was
grading third-year essays when the Matron arrived. She looked up and glared at
her for interrupting her.
“This better be
important,” Ginny snapped.
“Your husband is
awake,” Madam Pomfrey said.
Ginny jumped up and ran out of
the office.
“Now, Remus, this
isn’t going to hurt you,” Hermione said, after Remus had changed into muggle
clothes. “My parents haven’t even seen me in my robes and I’ve come here for
six years.”
“But, I like my
robes.”
Hermione smiled sweetly at him.
“I know, dear,”
Hermione said. “I just don’t want to shock them, that’s
all.”
Hermione,
herself, had changed into the jeans and shirt that she usually wore on the
train. She had packed their bags and used magic to shrink them so that they
could carry them more easily. She had gotten her letter, telling her that they
would be delighted in meeting Remus. Once she had locked up, they both left the
castle and Hermione hailed the Knight Bus. Stan Shunpike appeared at once.
“Welcome to the
Knight Bus-.”
“Oh shove it,”
Hermione snapped.
Hermione shoved some
coins in his hands for the trip and then told him where she wanted to go. The
bus bolted like a bullet, making Hermione and Remus fly everywhere.
“I swear I’m going
to sue the person that invented this bus,” Remus swore.
The bus
weaved in and out of places that normal buses couldn’t have managed. Finally it
came to a stop right in front of the Granger’s house. Both Hermione and Remus
bolted for the door, the Knight Bus speeding out of sight as soon as Hermione
had stepped off.
“I think, I’m going
to be sick,” Hermione said, before Remus could say anything about anything.
Hermione raced for the grass and threw up what she had for
breakfast.
“Are you alright?”
“F-Fine,” Hermione
said. “Just don’t ask me to breath on you.”
Hermione
rang the doorbell and a few moments later they heard footsteps and then the
kind face of Anna Granger appeared on the other side of the door.
“Hermione,” Anna
yelled, hugging her daughter. She then caught a whiff of her breath. “God,
Hermione, have you been throwing up?”
“She got bus sick,”
Remus said.
Anna looked up and smiled when she saw Remus.
“Well, why don’t you
both come in,” she said. “And, Hermione, we’ve got loads to tell you.”
Anna closed
the door and then motioned them to the dining room. She made three cups of tea
and put milk and sugar in-front of them. After Hermione had added her milk in
hers her mother spoke.
“We won the
lottery,” Anna blurted out.
Hermione stared.
“What!”
Anna nodded, excited.
“What’s the
lottery?” Remus asked, confused.
“It’s a game where
people play numbers and if they match all the numbers they win a huge pot of
money,” Hermione explained.
Anna turned to Remus.
“You must be a
wizard,” she said.
“Yes, mame, I am,”
Remus said. “I teach Defense Against the Dark Arts at
Hogwarts.”
“And how did you
end up marrying my daughter, you see far too old for her.”
“Mother,” Hermione
said.
Anna laughed.
“I’m not against
it,” Anna said. “I was just wondering how you two met, that’s all.”
“Well, there’s this
law and I decided to marry Remus because he can protect me from Voldemort and his
Death Eaters.”
Anna stared.
“She’s telling the
truth, mame,” Remus said.
Anna shook her head.
“They remind me of
Hitler and his stupid supporters, thinking their better then others,” Anna
exclaimed. “So how was the wedding?”
“Nice,” Hermione
answered. “I’m sorry that you weren’t invited.”
“That’s alright,
dear,” Anna said. “So let me see the ring.”
Hermione went white.
“We weren’t given
rings,” Remus said.
Anna stared at him.
“You weren’t given
rings, why?”
Hermione sighed, not knowing how to break this to her.
“Well, I’m not rich
and so the rich pureblood wizards don’t get a ring,” Remus explained. “Arthur
Weasley is the only exemption to the rule as he got his rings when his parents
died.”
“Well, that’s not
going to do, not at all,” Anna said. “Today, were going out and getting those
rings. I’m not having my daughter without a ring set and I’m not having her
husband without a ring on his finger.”
Hermione knew right away that
Remus had gotten her mother’s approval.
Professor
Dumbledore was delighted to hear that Remus was going off to meet the Grangers.
If anyone could protect them if Death Eaters attacked the Granger’s home, then
he could. However, he turned his attention back to the meeting that he had
ordered.
“So what is the
reason for this meeting?” Charlie asked.
“The Minister
arrived here and told me that a witch by the name of Morgana is planning on
trying to get Ron Weasley into the clutches of Voldemort (several people
shuttered). We can’t have that and I’ve decided that Ron Weasley should be
married to one of our Order members, I’m going to do the same thing for Harry
as well.”
“And who will they
marry?”
“Ron will marry
Tonks, since I heard that she fancies him.”
Several people snickered at that and Tonks went pink.
“Also I believe
that Luna Lovegood is a Pureblood witch and she’ll marry Harry.”
Several people snickered at that.
“Seriousness,
people,” McGonagall snapped.
“Thank you,
Minerva,” Dumbledore said. “I shall have you, Minerva, talk with Ron and then
with Harry when he’s normal again.”
“Can I ask an
off-subject question?” Charlie said.
“Of
course.”
“Where’s Remus at?”
Dumbledore smiled at him.
“The poor boy is meeting his in-laws,”
Dumbledore said.
“So what do you do, boy?” Frank Granger asked
when he returned home.
“He teaches, dear,”
Anna said. “And I heard that when they got married they weren’t even given
rings. I’m taken care of that.”
Frank grinned at his wife.
“That’s my girl,”
Frank said. “So do you drink?”
Remus nodded.
“And what do you
drink?”
“Tea,
beer, wine, coffee, things like that.”
Frank laughed.
“I’m glad to hear
that you drink beer,” he said. “I’ve got to lay off the stuff myself; my wife
doesn’t like a beer belly.”
“So,
Hermione, what are you going to do once you get out of school?”
Hermione smiled at her.
“I was thinking
about starting my own business, something that I can prove that women can do.”
“And what’s that?”
“I was thinking about
designing broomsticks, what do you think?”
All three of them stared at her.
“But, Hermione,
something like that takes money,” Remus said. “And you’re going to have
rivals.”
“What are you
saying, my little girl can’t make broomsticks,” Franks said.
Remus shook his head.
“That’s not what
I’m saying,” Remus said. “A lot of the broom companies are men and Purebloods.
It’s going to take a lot of time and effort to even get a business like that
started.”
“Well I know I can
do it,” Hermione said. “I’ve been reading up on how a broom is made and I know
I can do it.”
“So what are you
going to call it?” Anna asked.
“The Top Witch
Broomstick Company,” Hermione answered. “Like the name?”
“Love the name,
Hermione,” Remus said.
“And we’ll help you
out with whatever you need,” Anna said.
“Me too,” Frank
said.
“Thanks, everyone,”
Hermione said, glowing with pride. “I’m sure that Harry and Ron will be
surprised.”
“Oh, I think they will,”
Remus said, picturing Harry and Ron’s shocked faces.
Note: Hermione designing broomsticks; that was something
that I didn’t think I would write. Well, we’ll see how she does. Next chapter:
Putting her know-it-all brains into her work.
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