Chapter 1

"Ginny, I know he's your brother but I don't want to get back together with him," Hermione said before taking a sip of tea.

"I understand, 'Mione. It's been rough for you two. Has he said anything recently about getting back together?" replied Ginny as she sat across from Hermione in the kitchen of the flat that they shared.

"Yeah, he stopped by my work a few days ago. He said that he understood why we broke up, but if I wanted to try again, he'd be willing." Hermione responded. "I'm not too keen on the idea though."

"Tell me about it," Ginny sighed.

Almost two years had passed since the war ended. Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Ginny decided not to return to Hogwarts after the final battle. Harry took the Ministry's offer to become an Auror without sitting his NEWTs. Ron decided to further his Quidditch career and became a Chaser for the Chudley Cannons. Hermione, after taking a serious look at her prospects, had decided to take some time for herself. She now worked in Flourish and Blott's, where she found that she was happy. When she informed Kingsley of her decision, he reminded her that she would always have a job at the Ministry. Ginny also found work in Diagon Alley, working with her brothers at Weasley Wizard Wheezes.

Ron and Hermione began dating right after the war ended. Both thought that their mid-battle kiss was enough to build a relationship off of. And it had. For a while. the first few months were great. Ron would come home from practice, or a game, to find Hermione finishing cooking dinner. They would eat, cuddle by the fire, and fall asleep only to repeat the next day. When their relationship began, Hermione thrived on the repetitiveness of their schedule. Reveling in the comfort of knowing what to expect every day, but as time went on, it began to wear on her. When she would try to change it up, Ron would shut her down stating that the repetition comforted him. She understood there was nothing wrong with that, but she needed more. She couldn't, no wouldn't, spend her days unhappy.

As for Ginny and Harry, they had been dating on and off ever since the end of Harry's 6th year. They fought over everything and nothing at all. They were beginning to see that they weren't as compatible with each other as they thought. But they stayed together to appease the Wizarding World.

"Yeah, how are you and Harry? Haven't seen him here in a while. What was this fight about?" Hermione inquired before taking another sip of tea.

"I don't even remember. I'm tired of the constant fighting. It's draining. We haven't been able to go two weeks without fighting, and I'm not sure how much more I can take," Ginny sighed. "You know, I've been thinking about ending it for a while, an I'm sure he feels the same way. We haven't gotten around to doing it."

"I'm sorry, Gin." Hermione comforted. "We sure know how to pick 'em, don't we?"

Ginny nodded and smiled. At one point, she thought being with Harry was everything that she wanted. Now, she realized, that was only a fantasy.

"So, Mione, how's Teddy? You've been spending an awful lot of time at Grimmauld," Ginny inquired. Though Hermione had a feeling that she wasn't only asking about Teddy.

"He's great, talking a lot more than the last time that I saw him," Hermione laughed. "I can't wait to see him. It's been so long."

"It's only been three days, Mione." Ginny laughed. "And how are the other inhabitants of Grimmauld?" Ginny continued.

"They're fine."

Ginny studied her through narrow eyes. "Hermione, someday you've got to…"

"I don't want to talk about it, Ginny," Hermione snapped.

"Fine, fine. Just know, I'm here when you want to talk," Ginny whispered.

Hermione nodded and finished her tea. She sat in her seat and waited for Ginny to finish, it was Sunday, and they needed to be at the Burrow in less than an hour.


"We're here!" Ginny yelled as the two girls stepped out of the emerald flames.

"Thanks for yelling that right in my ear, Gin," Hermione grumbled.

"Anytime," Ginny giggled.

"Hermione? Ginny? Is that you?" Molly called from the kitchen.

"Yes, Mom. It's us!" Ginny answered.

"Good. Why don't you two take this out back?" she asked as she thrust a large pot into Ginny's hands.

Do you need me to carry anything for you?" Hermione asked, even though she knew the answer.

"No, dear. Everything's almost ready. Head out back, and I'll let you all know when dinner is done." Molly responded as she headed back into the kitchen.

Stepping through the back door of the Burrow, Hermione scanned the area. She knew what she needed- rather who she needed. She needed her Teddy. Cuddling with the young Metamorphmagus never failed to brighten her day.

She felt Ginny nudge her shoulder as she walked past her towards the occupants of the backyard. Looking in the direction of where Ginny headed, Hermione followed with a smile.

It'd only been a few days since she last saw Teddy, and she missed him more than anything. He'd wormed his way into her heart the first time she held him after the final battle. It took Remus a few months to come around after losing Tonks. But Hermione not being one to sit by not doing anything made sure that Remus knew that he was not alone. Hermione would visit them often. Sometimes she cooked, other times she watched Teddy while Remus slept. But every month, without fail, she would keep Teddy for the full moon.

Reaching her destination, Hermione smiled at the blue-haired boy in front of her. He hadn't noticed her yet, as his back was facing her, and he was happily talking to his father. She decided to watch him for a moment more before she made herself known.

Remus had him standing on his lap, and his little arms were moving as he told what must have been a great story. As she watched, she could hear Remus encouraging his speech with quiet "really"'s and "you don't say"'s here and there.

Before Hermione had a chance to speak, she heard Remus' voice.

"Hey Teddy, there's someone here to see you," Remus whispered as he turned the tot around to face Hermione.

When Teddy laid eyes on Hermione her heart stopped. The smile on the young boys' face could warm anyone's heart. She knew that if no one else loved her, that little boy did.

"Mi!" he squealed as he hopped down from his father's lap and raced to the woman.

Hermione scooped him up into a tight hug and spun around in a circle. "Oh, Teddy! I've missed you so much."

"Mi, home pease?" the toddler asked.

"In a few days Teddy. I promise." Hermione gave him one last squeeze before shifting him on her hip and turning around to face Remus.

Remus Lupin had been Hermione's Defense teacher during her third year at Hogwarts. And if she was being honest, she had a minor crush on the older man back then. And if she was being even more honest, she might still have one on him now. He was also another reason why she spent a lot of time at Grimmauld place.

"Remus," Hermione smiled.

"Hermione," he replied. Taking a step closer to the young witch, Remus continued, "We need to talk about what happened."

Hermione shook her head. "Not here. Not now," she responded. She knew it was inevitable. They would have to talk about it someday. But today was not that day.

"Please, let- "

"Not. Now." Hermione bit out, before turning and walking away with the toddler still attached to her hip. She found an empty chair to sit in, far away from Remus, and placed the toddler on her lap. She didn't want to talk about what happened, not yet. She would rather he forgot all about it, but he was hell-bent on talking with her. If only she could stay away longer, maybe he'd forget.

"Avoiding him isn't going to make it go away, ya know?" a deep voice said from her right.

"Maybe it will, maybe it won't. It doesn't hurt to try," Hermione replied as she turned towards the voice.

Sirius sat down next to her and opened his mouth to continue talking.

"I've already told Remus, I don't want to talk about this now. Teddy doesn't need to hear anything that we talk about. So please, drop it." Hermione begged.

"We won't drop it, but if you come over tonight after Remus puts Teddy down, and talk to us, we can sort everything out. I promise," Sirius offered.

"I'll think about it," Hermione replied as she set Teddy on the ground and watched him run off to play with the other children.

"DINNER!" Molly called as she stepped out from the house.

"Later, Sirius," Hermione said as she stood and walked away.

AN: What do you think?