Harry Potter and What Happened After - Sahits

talking about when she brings us home. Next time we meet you may just beat me, if you've studied
those books well."
"I look forward to it," said Ron, a smile slowly spreading across his face. He took Mr. Granger's hand
and gave it a good shake.
A few minuets later the Grangers were getting ready to go home. Hermione would be apparating them
back to their house.
"Harry, Ginny, Ron, thank you for your hospitality," Mrs. Granger said as her husband helped her get
into her coat.
"It was no problem," said Harry, "it would have been rude of us not to invite you."
"No it wouldn't have," said Mr. Granger, "Hermione's told us how much of a family affair Christmas
can be for the Weasleys."
"Well, you're family," said Mrs. Weasley smiling broadly, "or at least you will be on July 17th."
"A day we look forward too," said Mrs. Granger. "Good bye Molly, Arthur, Bill, Fleur, Charley, Percy,
Harry, Ginny, Ron."
The room was filled with good byes and see you soons and other things that are said upon people
leaving. Hermione smiled at everyone as she walked her parents out the door and with a pop, they were
gone.
This seemed to be the cue for everybody to start leaving. Percy yawned and started towards the stairs.
He was soon followed by Charley, who said that the food had left him tired. Not too long after that Mr.
and Mrs. Weasley said their good nights.
Then it was only Bill, Fleur, Harry, Ginny and Ron sitting in the living room. Ron would occasionally
stare at the chess board, no doubt reviewing that nights game in his mind, trying to see what he had
missed in those last seconds.
Bill must have noticed Ron's occasional glances for he soon spoke up. "Ron, it's Ok, you're still the best
Chess player Hogwarts has seen in a long time, and that's something to be proud of."
"I know," said Ron, "I'm just not used to loosing at Chess."
"It was bound to happen sooner or later," said Fleur, who was curled up next to Bill, her head on his
lap, her eyes closed.
"I know, and I'm glad it was Hermione's father that beat me and not some other student," Ron said, the
relief in his voice obvious.
"Why?" asked Ginny
"Because," Ron said as his gaze finally left the chess board, "I never would have been able to live it
down at school if some other student had beaten me. But Mr. Granger won't make fun of me, neither
will Hermione, at least not too much."
"And what about us?" asked Bill, obviously meaning his family, specifically his brothers.
"I'm used to taking crap from you guys," said Ron simply. He leaned back into the chair he was in. "If
I'm keeping you guys up I'm sorry, but I'm going to wait here until Hermione gets back."
"No," said Harry, "Ginny and I will wait here with you."
"Well, Bill and I are going up stairs," said Fleur, "we're tired." Fleur left it at that as she got up, taking
Bill's hand and practically pulling him out of his seat. She gave him a long, lingering kiss and then