Disclaimer: I don't own anything to do with Harry Potter, if I did Harry and Hermione belong together.

As the 6 friends sat under the tree in the backyard of Godric Hollow, it slowly dawned on Harry that he was not having this intense discussion with his girlfriend, Ginny, but rather with his best friend Hermione.

"Harry, you have to admit that Divination is a dumb subject to take for four years if you do not have the ability to see the future." agrued Hermione, looking at her boyfriend, Ron, who was engrossed in deep conversation with Luna.

"Not intirely a waste of time, I did learn something in that class believe it or not."replied Harry who repeated Hermione, glacing at his girlfriend who was talking to Draco.

Malfoy had become their friend after it was discovered that his own father had him under the Imperious curse. Which is why he acted that cruel to them for their first 5 years at Hogwarts.

"Oh yeah. Then what did you learn?" Hermione was ready for a fight, one that she was determined to win.

"Yeah, I learned how not to be a quack." Laughed Harry. He knew that he couldn't outwit Hermione but he could sure as hell charm her. Especially since he got butterflies in his stomach whenever she smiled and he smiled whenever she laughed. He knew that he loved her, had since she helped him deal with Sirius' death (well that's when he admitted it to himself, honestly it was more around second year when she was petrified.) But she loved Ron, so that meant keeping his feelings a secret, he would rather be her friend than nothing at all.

Instead of arguing back she laughed at him. "Oh Harry, can't you think of a better excuse for wasting four years that could have been put to use studying a more relevent subject?"

"Why would I want to study more when I could lie my way through high scores?" laughed Harry, bracing himself for the smack that he knew was coming.

And true enough she did cuff him, "Harry James that is absolutely..."

CRACK

"Excuse me, Mister Potter, Miss Granger. Headmistress McGonagall requests your presence immeadiately" said a nervous house-elf before disappearing again.

"Okay, Ginny, Ron, Luna, Draco, we'll be back as soon as we're done with McGonagall." answered Harry, as he stood and helped Hermione to her feet.

"Okay"

"Yep"

"Sure"

"No problem" were the answers they recieved.

Harry and Hermione apparated to Hogsmade then preceded to walk up to the castle. "I wonder what she wants us for?" inquired Hermione once they approached the front doors.

"I don't know but I hope that it's not bad. Cause it was bad enough when she was my professor, now she's just my grandmother." replied Harry, remembering the day that the trio discovered that James was McGonagall's son who was thought to have died at birth, but really it was a trick of the Death Eaters.

"True" said Hermione, as they approached the stone gargoyle that guarded the enterance to the headmistress' office. As if knowing that they had arrived the gargoyle jumped to life allowing them to pass. Hermione, being the first up the stairs since Harry was a gentleman, knocked on the door.

Upon entering they immediatly noted that McGonagall, Shacklebolt, Moody, and Mr. Weasley were awaiting them impatiently. "Aw, Mr. Potter, Miss Granger we've been expecting you. I know that this is going to be weird but it is something that needs to be seen. Please come out." said Shacklebolt, as he pointed to the door to the side.

Harry and Hermione turned to see the door open to reveal an older version of Harry holding a baby to his chest. "Hello."

Instead of replying Harry turned to face his grandmother. "Grandmother, care to explain why there is a man who looks exactly like me standin in your office holding a baby?"