1. September, 2019 - PRESENT
It was eight in the morning - a normal Sunday. The crack of dawn was precisely warm as on a usual autumn day as it was supposed to be. She kissed him passionately on his cheek. Hermione had always loved the way Ron used to snore beside her. Well, he didn't actually snore but she loved the way he slept like a child and always snuggled under her neck until he found a comfortable position. Until recently, she hadn't been able to spend much of her time with Ron and her munchkins - Rose and Hugo. Of course, being Ministress of Magic requires lot of brainstorming. She had to maintain the sanity of the position by working as best as she could. But since few weeks, something had been constantly bothering her. No, it was not the time to think about it. It seemed to her as if she had forgotten something. But why should she rack her brains in it? It must not have been something really important, then only she was not able to remember it, obviously.
At the Burrow, Mrs. Granger-Weasley always kissed her dear husband a daily 'Morning Kiss'.
"Good morning, Won Won."
"Come on now Hermione. You are not Lavender", said Ron as he shifted a little, still in his slumber.
"Of course not, Won Won."
Ron chuckled. He woke up and kissed her on the lips. She responded in the kiss and closed her eyes for the moment. When they parted away, Hermione cleared her throat as she remembered what she had forgotten.
"Uh uhmm. Mr. Ronald Weasley, please, let go. It is already quarter past eight. I need to go and prepare breakfast. Oh! I forgot I also have to wake up Rose and Hugo. They surely wouldn't want to get late on the first day of September!"
She said as a matter-of-fact.
"Okay, you go then. Let me sleep for one more hour."
"No, you will be getting up and you will go and wake up the kids as well. You will come with me to drop them at King's Cross."
"As you wish, madam."
Hermione felt exasperated, not because of Ron calling her madam. How come she forgot the first day of September? Rose had told her the previous day that she didn't want to get late on the first day of her third year. Even Hugo was excited to go to Hogwarts for the first time.
It was good that Mr and Mrs. Weasley had gone to Ron's Great-Aunt Muriel's place for the past 3 days. They wouldn't have wished to see a scene being created in the Burrow as if Monday-Morning-Blues. She very well knew that Arthur and Molly wouldn't want to see their grandchildren getting up late, and that too on the first day of September.
Whatever, she had to prepare breakfast right now. Bacon and some scrambled eggs with toasts. That will be great, of course. She quickly got up from the bed and got dressed.
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Rose and Hugo woke up and got dressed up by past nine. Ron had been in the bathroom. Hermione had prepared some food with a wave of her wand. She was of course the Ministress of Magic, but that didn't mean she couldn't play the role of a wife and mother seriously.
At last, all the four Weasleys finished their breakfast.
"Mom, I am going upstairs to bring down my trunk. I need to check I've got all the books", said Rose.
"You wouldn't need any books, Rose. Because even when you forget all of them, I'm pretty sure you're gonna get great marks in every subject. After all you've inherited your mother's brains", Ron said as Rose flushed and Hugo smirked. Hermione gave an Oh-really expression. Ron waved his wand to bring down Hugo's trunk in the garden.
"So dad, are we gonna Apparate to the King's Cross?", asked Hugo, his excitement clearly visible.
First-years always started afresh, so that excitement was precisely palpable.
"Well yes kid. But not to the King's Cross directly, we need to Apparate and Disapparate away from the Muggles' eye, you know. We just cannot simply vanish in front of them as if some hocus-pocus is done."
Finally, Hermione and Rose also reached in the garden. Hugo held Ron's hand and Rose grasped Hermione's.
"Ready, champs?", asked Ron looking at his children.
They gave their assent and with a wave of wand, the four of them vanished from view.
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