Hermione flings her bag on the couch. Stupid Ron with his stupid idea that every witch in the world wanted to be Molly Weasley, popping out half a dozen kids. Not that she objects to having children in theory. But to be asked why she was working so hard at the Ministry when she’d have to quit after marriage to take care of the children? He’s lucky she only used Avis on him. And they’re done. They’re so done.