Headcannon i felt like writing Hermione gazed fondly down at the photos of her and Rons wedding day. The photo of herself giggled and blushed as Ron hugged her tight,arms wrapped around her waist. She shook her head as the memories rose up and moved to the next photo,where Ron and Harry were grinning foolishly into the camera,arms round one another. My two boys, she muttered, Always were the best of friends. Finally she stood up and shuffled over to the sink. She knew that what was there could change her life. As Hermione braced herself for the impact she felt an ease come over her. And there,in the sink,was the muggle white stick. Blue lines. She had a lot to tell Ron when he got home. Shove a bezoar down their throat_
Posted on: Sat, 02 Nov 2013 17:47:28 +0000
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