Harry Potter and What Happened After - Sahits

never noticed he was too busy staring at the chess board to see anything else.
Finally Ron got a small smirk on his face, "Check," he said as he moved his Queen to attack Mr.
Granger's King.
Now it was Mr. Granger's turn to smile, he nodded his head slightly and moved his bishop to intercept
Ron's Queen.
Ron moved his Queen to attack Mr. Granger's Bishop and said, "Check."
Mr. Granger moved a castle 3 squares left and said, "Check mate. Good game my boy, I haven't had a
challenge like that in a long time."
Ron just stared at the board, his mouth moving but no sound coming out.
Mr. Granger looked up from the board and smiled softly, "Ron, it's Ok, you fell into a classic Kartorof
trap. I sacrificed a piece to draw your defense away from your king, and then moved in for the kill."
"What the hell is a Kartorof?" asked Ron after a few seconds.
Mr. Granger laughed even as Hermione scolded Ron for using that kind of language in front of her
parents. "I keep forgetting that you weren't raised in our world," said Mr. Granger, "you don't have the
same education as we do. In the…Muggle world some moves in chess are named after famous players
who either invented them or used them to win matches. They were usually Russian."
"Oh," said Ron, not really sure what to say. He hadn't lost a chess game in…well his whole life. "I just
play, I've never heard of famous chess players, or strategy or moves or stuff like that. I play the game,
usually planning a few moves ahead in my head."
"That's the key to a good chess game," said Mr. Granger, "if you'd like I have a few books on the
subject, they explain the basic moves and some strategy."
Ron burst out laughing at this. Hermione looked at him like he had gone crazy. She put a hand on his
arm and asked worriedly, "Ron, are you ok?"
"Yeah, I'm fine," chuckled Ron, tears now streaming from his eyes.
"Then what's so funny?" asked Mr. Granger.
"Like father, like daughter," said Ron simply, "Hermione would probably have suggested books also, I
guess she gets if from you."
Now every body was chuckling slightly, even Mr. Granger and Hermione had small smiles on their
faces. "Yeah, I guess I do," muttered Hermione.
Ron had calmed down a bit and now he stood up, helping Mr. Granger to his feet. Ron stuck out his
hand and said, "A good game sir, one of the best of my life. I haven't been challenged like that since
first year. Maybe we can get together after I've read some of those books and discuss them, maybe even
have another game."
"I'd be honored," said Mr. Granger. "But next time, we play with Muggle chess pieces; it's a bit
disconcerting having your pieces move by themselves."
Ron looked over at Hermione, and saw a huge smile on her face. He knew she wanted him and her
parents to get along. It wasn't like they hadn't been, but this was one more thing that Ron and her father
could talk about, one point of interest that the two of them shared. "Sure," said Ron, "It would be
different to play with Muggle pieces."
Mr. Granger nodded and then stuck out his hand, "Until next time. I'll give Hermione the books I was