“There’s an echo of what Lily did right at the start of the story at the very end of the story. At the start of the story Lily dies to keep her son alive. At the end of the story, Harry lies, pretending to be dead on the ground and it’s a mother who saves him again because she’s trying to get to her own son” – JK Rowling
they don’t really know each other until Hermione comes to stay at The Burrow before the World Cup and they’re supposed to share Ginny’s room and things are really awkward at first then Ginny asks to pet Crookshanks and they start talking about pets and they don’t really stop talking ever again
Ginny’s the first person to guess about Hermione liking Ron but she doesn’t say anything because Hermione’s so nice and (unlike her brothers) doesn’t tease her about Harry
Hermione is the first person Ginny really opens up to about being possessed by Voldemort and she feels bad because there’s not a lot she can do to help but Ginny assures her that just listening is enough
but when they get back to school and Hermione has access to the library again, Ginny finds notes shoved in her schoolbag all the time with something else Hermione has read that might help her deal with it, and she thinks it’s the nicest thing anyone’s ever done for her
before the Yule Ball Hermione is really stressed about Viktor kissing her because she’s never kissed anyone before and oh God what if she’s awful at it and all the books she’s read say different things about how to do it and what is she going to do and Ginny just rolls her eyes, leans over and says “this” and kisses her quickly
Ginny is the only person to know the whole truth about Hermione and Viktor Krum
Ginny teaches Hermione the bat-bogey hex but the only time Hermione uses it is when she overhears some girls calling Ginny a slut for dating “so many” boys [headcanons aimed at certain sections of the fandom, ahem]
Hermione is the worlds biggest fangirl over Harry and Ginny and tries to push them together all the time once it becomes clear Harry likes her (which I’m pretty sure is actually canon tbh)
when they go back to school in their seventh/eighth year they have such a good time being in classes with each other and studying together and going to Hogsmeade and it’s all just really nice and almost makes up for the horrors of the previous year
Ginny’s Head Girl and gets her own room which she gives to Hermione at night because her post-war nightmares are really bad and she’s scared of waking the other girls in her dorm with her screaming
when they get a bit older and start ~doing things~ with their boyfriends they of course want to talk about it, just to check everything’s normal, y’know? But it’s just too weird to talk about their respective brothers, so they use code words: Hermione’s dating David Hasselhoff (who was her mum’s celebrity crush) and Ginny’s dating Archibald Pfiffering, the captain of the Chuddley Cannons (long story they won’t share)
this works fine until Holyhead play Chuddley and Ginny, as Captain, has to pose for loads of pre-game pictures with him and Ron and Harry don’t understand why she’s so flustered and Hermione keeps cracking up
they go out together at least once a month for some girly time, but they can’t stand being in the wizarding world and always being photographed etc, so Hermione teaches Ginny how to get on as a muggle and she becomes nearly as infatuated as her father with things like the cinema (“the pictures move and speak! It’s amazing!”)
they’re both each others’ bridesmaid of course, only they say they’re each others’ “best woman” because it sounds so much cooler
when Rose and Hugo aren’t babies any more but they’re not school age, Hermione really wants to go back to work but she doesn’t want to leave her children, either, so Ginny just has them at her house every day whilst she writes her Prophet pieces and Hermione brings them all sandwiches in her lunch break and sometimes Ron and Harry pop in too, and they’re all just so happy bc let’s face it, they all deserve that
sometimes Harry and Ginny or Ron and Hermione will argue, but Ginny and Hermione always take each others’ side, even when they’re in the wrong, because women have to stick together, you know?
when Molly gets too old and her family too large for her alone to knit the jumpers, Ginny and Hermione take over and having knitting fests every Saturday from October onward, but they’re always careful to knit each other’s jumper in secret so it’s still a surprise, except Hermione’s is always periwinkle blue and Ginny’s is always Holyhead green
long, long into the future, both their husbands die before they do (peacefully, in their sleep), and Ginny and Hermione move in together and look after each other, and neither of them have to say how much they miss Harry and Ron because there’s no other person who loved them as much as they did, and no other person they’d let love them as much as they did
I want ALL your Romione head canons. The ones from when they were at school, the ones from when they were just starting out as a couple, the ones just before they got married, the married ones, the ones about the babies, the ones about the sex... All of them.
Do you realise what these questions have done to me. Do you
Hermione realises she likes Ron when she throws her arms around him and hugs him after he tells her he’ll help with Buckbeak’s appeal in PoA and realises that his hair smells really good. She does what any sensible woman does in that situation, and completely ignores it
Ron realises he likes Hermione when he’s kissing Lavender and all he can think about is what it would be like to kiss Hermione and it just sort of hits him
but that doesn’t mean they both don’t like/lust after Viktor and Lavender bc it is totally possible to like more than one person at once
when Harry breaks up with Ginny, they chat about it and Ron says something like “well, it wouldn’t make sense to carry on a relationship with everything that’s going on” and Hermione looks him in the eye and says, “no, it wouldn’t but that doesn’t mean she doesn’t love him still” and he says “or that he doesn’t love her” and they both know who they’re talking about
in the days and weeks following the battle, they walk around holding hands and she’ll rest his head on his shoulder or he’ll put his in her lap and none of their friends or family say anything but they’re all so happy for them, even in the midst of all that has happened
they keep sneaking off to snog in private in the most ridiculous places, because they’re both living in The Burrow and there’s no privacy there at the best of times, and in the days surrounding Fred’s funeral, with so many people around it’s even worse. They end up in the chicken coop most days because that’s the most secluded spot they can find and to this day that sound of chickens clucking and pecking around is a really weird aphrodisiac for Ron
they’re also so. damn. happy. when they’re with each other and that makes them so feel so guilty because of everything they’ve been through, but then on other occasions they’re just so grateful to be alive. The only person who really understands is the other, and so when one or other of them breaks down crying in the middle of a make-out session, they just hold each other until they’re done, because they, of everyone else on Earth, get it. Really, they do
the first time they have sex it’s awkward and uncomfortable and anti-climactic in more ways than one and far too quick and just generally terrible, and Hermione is stressing about it to Ginny, wondering if it’ll ever get better or if she’s totally unskilled at it, and Ginny just rolls her eyes and tells Hermione she’s doing it totally wrong. And Hermione just stares, bc as far as she’s aware, Ginny and Harry haven’t done that yet and how did she get that much experience?! So Ginny loans her her stack of Mills and Boon romances, and Hermione learns a few things, and it gets better from there. Much, much better
Hermione realises Ron loves her when they take an aeroplane to Australia to fetch her parents, and even though Ron is clearly genuinely terrified by the contraption, he doesn’t say anything at all and makes sure to look after her when she’s worried about finding Dr and Dr Granger
Ron realises Hermione loves him when she leaps off the Hogwarts’ Express and into his arms at the end of her first term and full on snogs him in front of the entire world (or so it seems) even though she’s 600% an anti-PDA girl bc she’s missed him so much
they live at Grimmauld Place with Harry and Ginny for a little while, then they rent a flat in London which neither of them really like, then they buy a house in Warwickshire 20 minutes away from her parents, so Dr and Dr Granger don’t have to rely on magic to visit them
the first time they have a full on blow-out argument, Hermione starts crying before bed bc she’s read that you mustn’t go to sleep on a fight but she’s still really mad at Ron and doesn’t want to forgive him, and she tells him this and he storms out in exasperation and she cries harder, thinking that’s it
but then he returns 10 minutes later carrying a hand painted sign that says “I love you more than anything but right now I really dislike you and can’t stand to be around you” and she laughs so much she cries (good tears this time, not bad)
in the future, that sign gets a lot of use but it basically saves their marriage
both of them were so loved as children and still do love their parents so, so much, but Ron absolutely refuses to have as many children as his parents (bc he knows the harsh reality of poverty and not enough and constant fighting for attention) and Hermione absolutely refuses to have just one child (bc she knows the harsh reality of crippling loneliness and stunted social skills). So they compromise, and decide they’ll have three
Rose is planned (bc of course, it’s Hermione). When she’s nearly 2, they start talking about having another one, at some point. Hermione gets pregnant within the month
and then the third time just doesn’t happen. They try for years and there’s no real hard and fast explanation as to why it’s worked twice but now just won’t. They’re genuinely devastated, but they realise that they have two perfect children already, and after everything else that’s happened to them they both figure that not being able to have a third child is not the worst
when Crookshanks eventually dies, they’re both so saddened they swear they’ll never get another cat bc they can’t stand such heartache again. Two weeks later, Ron finds a stray kitten behind the bins in the park and the rest is history…
when Rose starts dating Scorpius Malfoy, Ron makes a few jokes about it but generally accepts it; it’s Hermione who’s horrified by her daughter and a Malfoy bc all she can think about is being tortured in his family home. Ron brings her round bc he can see how much Scorpius means to Rose, but he forbids his daughter from ever going into that drawing room
Ron drags Hermione to every Cannons home game, and when they’re old and white-haired and can hardly walk, they stop going bc it’s just too much exertion and too cold in the stands. They chariman of the Cannons hears about this and gives them both free tickets in the Top Box for as long as they live. Ron tells Hermione that this is as exciting as his wedding day, and she loves him so much she doesn’t divorce him for it
when he dies, she refuses all memorials to him except them naming of his chair in the Cannons Top Box the Ronald B. Weasley Memorial Seat and when she tells Ginny this, she swears she hears him laughing
okay so you know how fanon always portrays Remus Lupin as this total chocolate fanatic? I mean it’s cool if that’s how you imagine him, and you are totally allowed your opinions don’t get me wrong, but in the books the only evidence of this is him giving Harry chocolate after the Dementor scene
and Madam Pomfrey tries to do the same to Harry once he gets to school because this is the remedy for a Dementor attack and so Remus most likely packed the chocolate knowing he was going to a place where Dementors were going to be but also knowing that most students were incapable of producing a Patronus to ward them away and he would likely come across a student at some point who had been negatively affected by one and wanted to be able to help him or her
so basically he was spending his (probably v meagre) income on things to help students deal with the Dementors at school, which were only there to guard against his escapee mass-murder ex-best friend who had (he believed) killed his three other best friends
Bill is her first child, and as the oldest of many he matures very quickly. He has to—his father is out at work so much that it often falls to him to be a second parent to his younger siblings. At school, he fits in with a crowd of Gryffindors who are largely older than him, and seems to act older than his age because of them. But despite that, he is the child who remains her baby for the longest, the one it’s hardest to let go of and surrender, and that is partially why she takes against Fleur so much.
She and Fleur come to respect each other more and more as time goes on, after the attack, and they learn from each other, too. But they’re also both incredibly stubborn, and woe betide any other Weasley (usually Bill) who has to mediate between them when they do occasionally disagree.
When Charlie is 5, his Uncles Fabian and Gideon take him to a dragon fair as a birthday treat, and from that day on he is fixated with anything dragon. The obsession quickly becomes somewhat wearing for Molly—but then Fab and Gid are killed, and she hasn’t the heart to tell him to stop, enough dragons, I’m sick of it, because there are so few connections he will have to them, and she can’t bear to take another one away.
She teaches all of her children to cook to varying degrees of proficiency, but Percy is the only one who really loves it like she does. He’s a meticulous recipe-follower and rarely does anything on instinct (a dab of this, a pinch of that is more her style) but the results are nothing short of spectacular. It becomes a strange sort of comfort to her, in the years he is estranged, that at least he will have food on his plate—this, at least, is something she’s given him that he cannot possibly reject.
Audrey’s first baby decides to make an appearance early, when Percy is abroad, trying to get as much work done as he can before the baby comes. Despite frantic searching by the rest of the family, he can’t be found in time, and it’s Molly who holds her hand in the delivery room and calms her down, promising all will be okay. Later, when they tell her the child’s name, she is overjoyed but still surprised, but Audrey hands her little baby Molly and asks, sounding genuinely shocked, if there’s anything else she could possibly be called.
She’s making dinner on 2nd May, 1998 when Fred comes into Muriel’s kitchen, scavenging for something to eat. She tries to shoo him away, but he wheedles and cajoles and tells terrible jokes until she gives him a sandwich ‘just to tide you over, mind’. Later, she cannot remember a word he said then, but she remembers his eyes crinkling as he smiles and the sound of his laughter, and it’s the memory of that one last insignificant day, more than anything else, that pulls her through.
George tells her he can’t carry on without Fred, because he doesn’t know how to be alone. She tells him she doesn’t know how to not be a mother, without Fred. He tells her that she is still a mother, even with Fred gone, and she tells him he’s not alone, even with Fred gone. Together, they bring each other back from the edge.
Angelina and George’s eldest child, Roxanne, is possibly the worst baby known to mankind—if there’s an illness, she will get it. She doesn’t sleep, waking every hour on the hour, and if you set her down for more than ten minutes, she wails at the top of her voice. If it can go wrong, it does. Their family and friends rally round, bringing pre-cooked meals, magical and muggle medicinal cures for illness, offers to sit with her for a while so they can sleep, anything to make it easier. But it’s Molly who’s the true lifesaver: she comes round with a determined expression and a bottle of Firewhiskey and tells Angelina to forget about everything for a day and leave the baby with her. It doesn’t fix Roxanne, but it does fix her daughter-in-law.
At the age of 5, Ron wanders off in Diagon Alley. He is quickly found, safe and well, but Molly tells Arthur that she couldn’t imagine feeling the level of terror she had experienced for longer than that half hour, and surviving. And then, later, she manages it for the best part of ten months and somehow doesn’t die.
When they’re all staying at Grimmauld Place, Hermione asks if she will teach her how to knit. Surprised at the request, she asks why, and Hermione explains about SPEW. She almost makes the same arguments her son later will—it’s not fair, you’re tricking them, they like it—but hesitates, looking at this earnest girl who wants to change the world but doesn’t quite know how to do it. And so she sits down with her knitting needles and a ball of wool, and teaches her.
Everyone tells Molly that Ginny is the biggest tomboy they know, usually half-astounded, half-admiring, but she just laughs. Ginny isn’t the biggest tomboy she knows—she was. Still, she adores that about her daughter…and tries not to sigh too much over the myriad beautiful pink dresses she sees in the shops that would just go to waste.
When Harry is 50, they have a big party—a huge party. Family alone now numbers nearly fifty people, then there’s friends and work colleagues, Hogwarts faculty and Ministry officials, and even with all hands on deck with the preparations, they still have to hire caterers to do all the food. But when he comes to her, a week or so before, to ask if she’d mind terribly, if it’s not too much trouble, and only if she wants to, of course, make him a birthday cake, she cannot see him as anything other than the small boy at King’s Cross, asking if she knew how he could get onto the Platform. So what else can she say but yes?
“Harry glanced at Ginny and motioned to her to accompany him
back outside. As they walked through the kitchen she said in a
low voice, “Ron and Tonks should be back by now. They didn’t
have a long journey; Auntie Muriel’s not that far from here.”
Harry said nothing. He had been trying to keep fear at bay ever
since reaching the Burrow, but now it enveloped him, seeming to
crawl over his skin, throbbing in his chest, clogging his throat. As
they walked down the back steps into the dark yard, Ginny took
his hand.” Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows
