"She really should be counted as the 35th; Thicknesse's reign doesn't really count...." Rose could be heard babbling excitedly to her brother, but Ron was not paying any attention. Beaming with pride, he took Hermione by her waist, drew her close and snogged her deeply. Hermione let her eyes drift close and she sank into the kiss, snogging her husband back with relief and ignoring how everyone was devolving into cheers and wolf-whistles. The spouses broke apart dreamily.