Harry Potter and What Happened After - Sahits

"And that's why we don't tell the muggle world about magic," said Percy a bit too loudly.
"What do you mean?" asked Mr. Granger
"We, wizards that is, haven't yet told the muggle world that magic really exists because if we did, all
the muggles would want magical solutions to their problems," said Percy.
"And why wouldn't they?" asked Mr. Granger. "If you could cure somebody of a horrible illness why
wouldn't you. In fact, why haven't you? Why haven't your healers come to the rescue of the 'muggle'
world with a cure for cancer or for all the other horrible diseases?"
Mr. Weasley put his hand on Percy's shoulder, silencing him before he could start.
"We don't tell the world about magic because while many people would want magical solutions to their
problems, and most wizards or witches would be more than willing to help, there are also people out
there that would despise us because they weren't born with our powers. Look at the evidence, The
Salem Witch Trials in 19th century America is the perfect example." Mr. Weasley took a deep breath,
"The slave, Tatuba, was a witch from the Barbados, and look at the uproar it caused, a whole town was
accused because of one witch who was trying to help a sad girl who had lost her mother."
Mr. Granger's expression calmed a bit, "I guess I understand, but I still think that when it comes to
disease the magical world should share its secrets with Muggles."
"Dad, if you or mum ever gets sick and Muggle medicine isn't enough to help, I'll get you into St.
Mungo's, the wizard hospital." Said Hermione.
"Come on, let's just go inside and celebrate their graduation," said Mrs. Granger.
"Yeah," said Mr. Granger, still a bit dejected, "I'm getting worked up over nothing, I'm sorry Percy."
"Don't mention it, I shouldn't have said anything." Percy said in a genuinely apologetic tone. "Kingsley
has been having the same debate with your prime minister for the last few weeks."
"Ah," said Mr. Granger, pretending to understand. Luckily he left it at that.
The rest of the night was fantastic. Mrs. Weasley had cooked an amazing dinner, as usual, and they all
spent the few hours after dinner working on Ron and Hermione's wedding.
Mrs. Granger, who made her own dresses and was going to make Hermione's wedding dress as well as
the bride's maid's dresses, took Hermione's, Ginny's and Angelina's measurements. Mrs. Weasley, who
would be making all the food, went over final menu choices with Ron and Hermione.
"Ron, where are we planning on living after we get married?" Hermione asked as she was getting
measured for her dress.
"I'm not really sure," said Ron, "I hadn't thought about it too much, what with school and all."
"Yeah, I know, I haven't thought about it much either." Hermione said as her mother measured her.
"Well we're living in the flat my parents left me," said Harry, who was watching Ginny get measured
by Mrs. Weasley. "I'd offer you the house that they owned, not the one in Godric's Hollow, but I think a
full sized house would be a bit much for newlyweds."
"Yeah, it would be," said Hermione, "but I'm sure we'll be able to find something in London, hopefully
near you guys."
"Well until you do, you two are welcome to stay at the Burrow as long as you need," said Mrs. Weasley
around a mouthful of pins.
By the time the measurements were taken, the fabric and color chosen, and the food choice decided on