This is the chapter that I mentioned in one of the chapters of Growing Up. I hope this turns out as good as it was in my head. This is just my opinion as to why Hermione doesn't mention any siblings in the course of the series (correct me if I'm wrong because that would mean that I completely missed it and need to reread the book!) Hope you enjoy! Read and review and tell me what you think!

"Mummy!" the 4-year old exclaimed when her mother walked through the door of the day-care center.

"Hermione!" her mother replied. "How was school today?"

"Great, Mummy! Can we go now?" she asked.

"Of course, but what's the rush? Can I talk to your teacher for a moment? Just go wait by the door."

"But Mummy!" the toddler protested.

"I'll just be a second," her mom told her gently. "Go wait by the front door, hun, and I'll be right there."

"Fine," she pouted. Hermione slowly walked over to the door and sat on the bench. Finally, after what seemed like centuries to the young girl, her mother walked back over to the door, laughing at what the teacher had said.

"Are you ready yet?" the impatient 4-year old asked, hopping off the bench onto the floor.

"Yes, dear, I'm ready. Come on," her mother replied, laughing at her daughter's eagerness to leave the day-care center. She took Hermione's hand and walked her to the car. She reached out to open the car door for the petite child, but before she could pull the handle, the child stopped her.

"No Mummy, I can do it myself!" she said independently.

"Okay," the patient mom replied.

As Hermione stood on her tip-toes and reached out above her head, she cried out: "I need help, Mummy!"

Her mom laughed and pulled on the handle. Hermione scrambled onto the step and stepped up into the car. She turned around and sat down in the toddler booster seat. It had recently replaced the baby car seat and Hermione felt a great achievement as it signaled her growth from a 'baby' to a 'big girl' as she told her parents.

Mrs. Granger began to buckle her daughter into the seat, but once more was stopped by her daughter's words of: "I can do it myself, Mummy!" Hermione took the seatbelt from her mom and managed to hook it into the other side after several minutes of impatiently missing the slot.

The ride was mostly quiet on the way to their midsized suburban home. The silence was interrupted, however, mid way through the ride. Hermione asked the same question she had asked for a long time, ever since she started going to day-care.

"Mummy am I going to have a baby brother or sister yet?" she asked, clearly disappointed in the answer she knew was coming.

"No, dear, you're not going to get a baby sister or brother yet. But your father and I are trying. We know how much you really want one."

"Yes, Mummy, I really really do! All of my friends have brothers and sisters! Why can't I have one too?"

This conversation always tore her mother's heart to pieces. For some reason, though, it hurt even more that particular day. The way her daughter had told her that she really wanted a sibling made her pine for her daughter. She wanted to be able to say that she knew how she felt, but that would be a complete lie. She had had a minimum of 5 siblings living in the house with her, 2 that were in college when she was born and 3-4 after she married and had her first child.

Hermione did of course, have a brother. A brother she had never met, of course, but a brother at that. Hermione had no idea that she had the older sibling, since the sibling had died. One of her sisters was her son's age, and her youngest brother and sibling was Hermione's age.

Finally after what seemed like 4 agonizing, pain-filled hours, the car pulled into the driveway and cut off. Hermione and her mother got out of the car and walked up to the door.

Obviously, this was just a sort of introduction. I'll update later, I hope this will turn out to be as good as it is in my mind. I hope you all like!