"Hermione!" detto Ron as e came to greet her at the door way of their house.
"Yes Ron?"
"Someone left te a message honey."
"Can I have it?"
"Not after te give me a kiss."
Hermione laughed as she gave Ron an affectionate baciare on the cheek. Satisfied Ron handed the letter to her.
"Whose it from?"
"I don't know i though te won't like me opening it."
Hermione opened the letter and read the delicate curvy writing.This is what the letter read:
Dear Hermione,
I know I'm the last person you'd want to hear from, but i had to write this letter. Firstly i hope te and Ron are getting along fine.
Do te remember...

Hermione walked across the the lawn outside the Weasley's burrow. The night was cold and her bag felt like it weighed a hundred kilograms. Every step was muffled and she hoped she could slip away without waking anyone. "Hermione!" called a familiar voice from behind her. Hermione turned to see Ron running towards her, before she could disapparate he seized her into his arms. "Where the bloody hell do te think you're going 'Mione?" detto Ron with a sign of anger in his voice. Realizing that Hermione was shivering, he quickly took off his giacca and wrapped it around her. "Ron" whispered Hermione...

If someone told Hermione Granger in first year that she would end up marrying Ronald Weasley, she would have laughed hysterically…

If someone had told Hermione Granger in second year that she would end up marrying Ronald Weasley, she would have been confused…

If someone had told Hermione Granger in third year that she would end up marrying Ronald Weasley, she would have smacked them…

If someone had told Hermione Granger in fourth year that she would end up marrying Ronald Weasley, she would have blushed…

If someone had told Hermione Granger in fifth year that she would end up marrying Ronald...