Vol 1.
“Harry. What are you doing?”
“Drawing my wife.”
“Harry, I'm not that beautiful.”
“Sure you’re not.”
Hermione huffed. Damn loving husband.
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“You leer at my husband again and I will turn YOU into a frog!”
“Hermione, she's blind.”
“Oh.”
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Date: 6 May 1995
Harry often carried me around. He just did. It was our thing. One day however, I, in my arrogance, wanted to see if I could carry Harry on my back (of course there was no way I could pick him up…lest my arms break).
The first time went about as expected.
“Okay! Ready”
“You absolutely sure about this?”
“Yes!”
“Hermione, I weigh 100 kilos. You weigh 60.”
“I don’t care! Get on.”
“Fine.”
I struggled, then struggled some more…then I fell quite pitifully, I might add..
“HONEY!”
After realizing I was a tad bit weak ( very weak Harry!), I started lifting with Harry. I got stronger, so I tried again a few months later…
“Again!”
“Honey…I can’t anymore.”
“Well soldier I don’t care. Fifty more squats!”
“Harry, I will hurl you.”
“HAHA That’s the spirit, luv! Try it and see if you-AH”
Harry crashed into the couch. He turned around frowning.
“You used magic. That’s not fair.”
I smiled. “Who said it wasn’t fair?”
“Said me.” I threw a pillow at him in response.
He pouted dramatically, “You almost killed me! Or worse, expelled!!”
He stuck his tongue out at me.
Before I could even roll my eyes, my husband ran at me. Harry’s so adorable when angry unfortunately…he can be quite thorough in punishing me…so I ran.
“GET BACK HERE HERMIONE.”
Oops almost tripped.
“HERMIONEEEE!!!!!”
Up the stairs. Up the stairs!
“YOU CAN’T ESCAPE ME!!!! I’LL CHASE YOU TO THE ENDS OF THE EEEEEEEEARTH!!!!!!!!!”
Oh Harry….
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“Harry..I don’t think..OH.”
Harry was using his power to its fullest extent. Or was he abusing it?
Hermione had wanted to return to Hogwarts after the war. Harry denied her…if only because Hogwarts had offered him a job as DADA professor. There came many pleasurable benefits plus the sweet sight of Hermione’s shocked face.
“Bad girls need to be disciplined. You especially Ms. Granger…” Harry whispered in her ear, his arms holding her in place.
“...harry…I promise..I’ll…ooh f-fuck!”
Luna paced outside. Professor Potter and the head girl. What a scandal.
“Hermione must have quite the wrackspurt infestation.” Luna said to herself as she skipped down the hall before a most troublesome thought came to mind.
Is it nepotism if they’re married?
Wait. It’s Hermione. She doesn’t need help. But she does get to spend more time with her favorite professor…
Luna pouted.
It is nepotism.