Ron's biggest Regrets

Back at the ministry

Hermione POV

The Daily Prophet

#KRUMIONE GOES VIRAL!

In just one day, the 2017 cutest couple has gone viral. I'm not talking about millions of retweets. I'm talking billions. Yes, that's right, #KRUMIONE is real. And we have waited long enough. It took the pair a month of sweet friendship to work out they both wanted more. Krum is the perfect gentleman according to many of his old girlfriends and Hermione is smart, sassy and super-hot. She's the first minister of Magic to truly rock leather. I hope they stay top of the charts for cutest couple 2018.

Written by Dennis Creevy

Hermione wasn't sure whether minsters of magic could get fired. She really hoped not, as she had spent the last week off work, not even bothering to call in sick. Who fired the minister? Firing, unfortunately, is a major part of her job. She regretted it every time. Who knows why they were slacking or were horrible or took a week off work without a reason. Well, she was pretty sure they wouldn't except 'My ex-husband is an asshole' as a reason or 'Viktor Krum is very attractive'. Actually, she was dreading tomorrow. But she couldn't bear leaving that idiot Lavender Brown, her assistant, in charge of the entire ministry for much longer. To be frank, she never left her in charge of anything, not even her mail, Lavender spent enough time adjusting her outfit or making snarky comments that she thinks Hermione doesn't know about. She yawned. It was time to sleep and stop running away from reality. She regretted the fake relationship, now. She was falling for him. It was annoying and a serious flaw in her plan. But it was what made him so perfect for it. She pulled up the covers and lay awake for hours, thinking of Viktor and his easy smile.

She woke to the smell of cooking and thought just for a moment that Ron was back. She didn't miss him but there was a lingering feeling that just didn't sit well with her. Aria Sade was one of the prettiest girls in the world, why she pick Ron? She obviously had no trouble splitting up marriages, so why not Harry? She knew Aria wasn't in love with Ron or even remotely attracted to him. After all he is just Harry Potter's best friend who happens to be married to the minister of magic. He had an awful wage but Hermione earned so much that she got Ron's yearly salary in 2 weeks. They had never talked about it much, she had oversaw the Auror program for a month a while back, when they were still together and happy. Groggily, She lifted up her head and crawled reluctantly out of bed. She went downstairs to investigate the smell, and saw Viktor - dressed in a Bulgarian quidditch sweater with jeans - with a frying pan and trying to open an egg to not much effect. He could have done it by magic instantly, but it meant more. At least, it did in Hermione's world. That's where Ron went wrong, he had used her money to treat her, summoned romantic gestures with a flick of his wand but had made no real effort. Viktor's hair began to creep into his dark blue eyes, and he flicked it away impatiently and began again with a new egg. He was being so sweet it almost made her heart melt. Even though it was illogical she couldn't help it. He sensed her presence and turned around, giving her The Smile.

Oh. Oh no. Hermione thought desperately. She had, unintentionally, managed to fall heads over heels in love with Viktor Krum, the handsome guy her ex-husband had dragged into her crazy, hectic life. And he was making eggs for her. There was no turning back at this point. Blushing furiously, she realised she had been staring at his perfect face. Suddenly, she got all the girls camping in the library, throwing themselves at him. He was, in fact, a really good looking guy, who cooked, was sweet and sounded exactly like her list for a perfect guy that she made with Ginny, during the 5th year.

Grabbing a plate, she grinned up at him and said

'So... You cook? I can't wait to try them.'

'I did some research for you. I am making crambled eggs.' He smiled nervously.

'Scrambled eggs, actually' She lightly corrected him. Then her heart stopped, yet again. She had made Viktor smile nervously. And, hadn't freaked out and started gaping at him. Oh wait, she just started. 'That means... 3...2...1... cue blushing'

Hermione's cheeks flamed up. Brilliant. Rapidly, she ate her eggs and thanked him again for stopping by. Apparating to the ministry, she slowly started to breathe again. Which. she had noticed was a side-effect of Viktor Krum making you scrambled eggs. She walked briskly to her office, where lavender was lounging her feet on the desk. The walls were covered in pink and the sign on the door read Lavender Brown, Minister for Magic. There was a huge pile of work on her desk and the room smelt strongly of smoke.

She breathed.

'Get out! Right this second! You are NOT the minister! I AM!' You're fired. You're a slob, you smoke constantly, you break several rules daily with your little make out sessions with Kevin. And most of all you are stupider than a potato. And by the way, if you do ever manage to get a job again, don't talk about your boss. I have ears. And you're not getting a recommendation, this month's salary and you are paying for this tackiness to be removed.'

Hermione was out of breath again by the time she had finished. Lavender's cigar had literally dropped from her mouth and she ogled at Hermione.

'Now, Lavender. I don't have all day. That's going to be fixing the damage you've done.' Hermione chastised patronisingly.

After the whole Lavender fiasco, She fired five more people, re-instated ten, made four phone calls to other government's and finished the entire week's worth of work. She took a moment in her office, leaving her door wide open. A small, shaking man wearing glasses knocked timidly and came in.

'I'm Kevin, Lavender's boyfriend and I want you to give us back our jobs. We can't help being affectionate.'

Hermione sighed and ran a hand through her hair.

'Listen, Kevin, you're not her boyfriend.'

'Yes I am'

'Have you ever met her parents? Gone to her house? Gone anywhere except for work with her?'

'No. But it still doesn't mean-'

'Yes it does. She used you. And was a horrible employee and dragged you down with her. For your courage though I will let you finish the month and get the pay check. I suggest you confront Lavender.' Hermione sighed.

'And as for me- I'm going home.'

She was so tired she accidently apparated to Viktor's house. She didn't care she just collapsed on the sofa.

Viktor came in and smiled at her sleeping form.

'Tough day back, huh?' He grabbed a blanket and spread it over her and magically lifted her head and inserted a pillow.