Hermione was in St. Mungo's preparing for labor.

Her husband, Ron, walked into the delivery room tripping over his own two feet, grabbing Hermione for support, groaning all the way.

"Hey I thought I was the one in labor!" said Hermione.

With a few more moans and groans, the stork flew in and dropped off an oddly shaped package with a smiley face sticker stuck on the front. Ron hastily grabbed the package and started ripping it open as if Christmas had come early.

"Honey! Be careful, that's our baby!" Hermione said.

Ron was just sitting staring at the baby, blocking Hermione's view with paper.

And he stared… and he stared… and he stared…

"Hermione you should have a look at this."

In his lap sat the most adorable baby she had ever seen. He had jet black hair, darling green eyes, and a birth mark on his forehead oddly shaped like a lightning bolt.

They both thought he looked exactly like…