Hey everyone! This is part 2 of the series. Like I said at the end of the last story, I don't know how long this story will be. As long as my juices keep flowing, that's all I can tell you. I am going to try to keep each story in the series between 15 and 20 chapters as I think that they make the readers keep reading and not quit because the story is too long. This particular story picks up 4 years after Baby on the Way? left off. I hope you all enjoy and review!

"Mum!" eight-year old Hermione Jane Granger called as she walked into the suburban home, closing the door behind her.

"Yes dear?" her mother, Amy Granger, replied from somewhere upstairs.

"Where are you?"

"I'm upstairs in my bedroom, dear!"

Hermione placed her bag in the living room and ran up the stairs. She pushed her parents' bedroom door open and walked in. Her mother was sitting in the bathroom, staring at something she was holding. Hermione sat on the bed and messed with the tassels on the comforter nervously.

"Mum, why do you look like you've been crying?" she asked, concern filling her young body as she stared at her mother, who was still staring fixedly at whatever she was holding.

"Oh, it's nothing, dear," she replied, tearing her gaze from her hands and wiping her eyes. "Don't worry about it. Is there something that you needed?"

"No, everything is fine. I found out that I got the lead part in the school play, but it's nothing. Why were you crying Mum?"

Mrs. Granger ignored her daughter's persistent question and instead expressed her joy.

"You got the part! I'm so happy for you Hermione! Now you know that this is a big responsibility, right? You need to do your homework before rehearsals so that you are not up till all hours of the night working on it."

"I know, Mum. The director and our teachers told us that at the assembly today. Now, why were you crying?"

Amy didn't see any way to get around the question. She had used all of the possible questions to stall her daughter, and now she had no choice but to tell her.

"Honey, do you remember Dracyn?"

"Of course, we visit her grave every Sunday. Why?"

"And you know that I've tried to get pregnant ever since but I've never been able to?"

"Yeah…Mum, you're not…pregnant, are you?" Hermione asked, her voice rising in excitement.

"No, honey, I'm not. I haven't been able to since then. There have been a couple of times when your father and I thought that we would be having another child, but they have all been misreadings."

"So, I'm not getting a baby sister or brother?" Hermione asked, disappointed.

"Unfortunately, not yet. I'm beginning to think that maybe the only way that you're going to get a younger sibling is to adopt. I really don't want to resort to that. As much as I would love to have another child and by adopting I would be saving an unfortunate child from horrible orphanages, I really want my own child," she said. She was more talking to herself than to her daughter.

"Oh, but Mum, I really want a sibling!" her daughter cried.

These words brought tears to her eyes as they once had four years ago when Hermione told her those very same words.

Much had changed since then, however. Ever since they had lost Dracyn, the family had spent as much time as possible together. Another thing that had changed was Hermione didn't ask as often for a baby sibling as she had when she was younger. She knew that even though she wanted one, it hurt her mother to think about Dracyn and Michael.

Her mother changed the subject quickly, however.

"How was school?" she asked, continuing to wipe her eyes.

"Good. I got an A+ on a test Mum!" she said excitedly, pulling the paper out of her bag. Her mother took it and looked at the perfect paper.

"Congratulations, honey," she said, not quite as excited as her daughter. "Do you have any homework?"

"A little bit, Mum. But I was hoping you would let me go play with Keli (pronounced Kaleigh)."

"You know the rules, young lady. No playing until you have finished all your homework and you have proved it to either your father or I."

"Yes, Mum. I'll go do it now."

Hermione trudged down the stairs, not as cheerful as she had been. She retreated to her father's desk to complete her math and spelling homework.

Once again, an introduction. This will, like I said, be between a 15 and 20 chapter story. I don't know whether there will be a 3rd part, but I will let you all know! Read and review! Be honest as to how you like it!