Hermione greatly admired that Ron had picked up cooking from his mum. If they ever did get married, she wouldn't have to worry about being the only one doing all of the cooking. It was an alluring thought, to be honest. "I would have stayed either way," she smiled, biting her lower lip - she never could have imagined the day that she would be so in love with someone.
"Well, they'd have been foolish not to after everything we had to go through. Which I suppose is also why I got the job at the Ministry early, as well. At least something more than helping Harry came out of it, though, you know? Even if I do feel a bit young for it all, still."