AN: Let it be known far and wide - I own nothing. My name is not JK Rowling, for if it were, well...I wouldn't live in Missouri and currently be freezing my buns off. I'd have my own island in the Caribbean somewhere. (wink)

Well, here we are again. Welcome to the revamped Reunited. There will be some changes made, but some things are staying the same. For instance, there will still be a Drarry romance. Honestly, Harry and Draco are just adorable together, so I couldn't change that. And, obviously, there will be a SS/HG romance ahead. There will also be scenes that earn that 'M' rating up there.

Alright. Take a read and let me know what you thought. Enjoy!

Warning for this chapter: Language ; Adult scene

Friday - 11 AM - Granger residence - London

"And don't forget to..."

"To get the bank deposits from Gina on Thursday after the clinic closes." Hermione finished, nodding. "I know, Mum, I know."

"I'm sorry, sweetheart, I just...I just want everything to go smoothly while we're gone." Helena said, clenching and unclenching her fists nervously. "Oh! And don't forget to water my plants..."

"On Tuesday at ten, yes, Mum." Hermione said, chuckling. "You've told me this about a hundred times, not to mention the list you left in the kitchen, and the fact that I did used to live here. I got it, I promise." she said.

"Maybe we shouldn't go." Helena said, frowning. "I mean...they don't really need me at that conference. Or, your father can go and I'll stay. I should stay..."

"Mum, relax." Hermione said, hugging her. "It's only a week, and I swear I won't let anything happen to Aiden, and if it does - which it won't - I'll call you." she said. "Right after I call emergency services." she added with a chuckle, pulling away.

"Hermione..."

"Joking, Mum, joking!" Hermione laughed, holding her hands up. "Nothing will happen, I swear. I'm perfectly capable of taking care of my baby brother for a week, and if I need something, Molly is literally less than five seconds away."

"Well, alright." Helena agreed, still frowning. Letting out a breath, she nodded. "You're right, love. And, don't think I don't trust you, because I do, it's just...he's my baby, and he's still just a baby, and..."

"I got it, Mum." Hermione said, smiling softly. "But everything will be fine. You'll have fun doing dentist stuff, we'll have fun doing baby stuff, and we'll see you in a week."

"Alright, alright." Helena smiled. Kissing Hermione on the cheek, she patted her on the other cheek. "I love you, sweetheart."

"I love you, too, Mum." Hermione smiled.

"Alright, Helena." Matthew said, handing the couple's three month old son to his wife. "Kiss the baby goodbye, and then we need to get going." he said, wrapping his arms around his daughter. "Oh, I gonna miss you, my little Mia." he said, squeezing her.

"I'll miss you, too, Daddy." Hermione laughed, kissing his cheek. "Just make sure you bring me a souvenir."

Kissing the top of her head, he nodded. "You got it, love." Pulling away, he plucked her chin, winking at her. "Helena, let's make a move." he said.

"Oh, okay." his wife sighed, kissing her baby's cheeks once more. "Mummy loves you, and will see you in a week, but in the meantime, your sister's going to take excellent care of you." she said, reluctantly passing him to Hermione.

"You know I will." Hermione said, playfully rolling her eyes at her mother. "Hello, my baby. We're going to have so much fun this week, yes we are." she said, laughing when he squealed at her. "You guys have fun at the conference." she said, walking with her parents to the door.

"Oh, it's gonna be wild." her father said sarcastically, grabbing the keys from the hook in the foyer.

"I'm sure it won't be too boring, love." Helena said, playfully smacking her husband on the behind as she chuckled. "Oh! One more thing, Hermione. Aiden has a doctor's appointment on Friday for his check-up, so don't forget that."

"I won't, Mum." Hermione said, chuckling as her dad began to drag her to the car.

"Oh, and I left the hotel's number on the fridge. And if you have any problems, call Mrs. Walker down the street, and..."

"For god's sake, Helena, she knows." Matthew grumbled. "We're gonna miss our plane if we don't leave now." he said, nearly pushing her into the car. "Bye, love." he called, running around to his side of the car.

"Bye. Love you!" Hermione yelled, waving as they pulled out of the drive.

Following Wednesday - 3 PM - Granger residence - London

Three month old Aiden Granger wasn't happy, a fact he was making known - loudly. It seemed that no matter what Hermione did, the baby just got more and more upset, and his cries got louder and louder.

"Shhh, come on, Aidy." she said in a soft voice, rubbing soothing circles on his back as he buried his face in her shirt. "What's the matter, huh?" she asked, walking back and forth across the living room. She noticed on the third time around, though, that Aiden's cries quieted when they were in view of a photograph of their parents.

"Ah, I see." she said softly, smiling. "You miss Mummy, huh, big man?" she chuckled. Grabbing the photograph, she went to the chair and sat, placing the photo in view of the upset baby. "Alright. What say we try this again?" she asked, holding his bottle up to his mouth, smiling when he eagerly opened and began suckling, all the time staring at the photo of their parents.

Staring down at the baby, Hermione couldn't help but smile. For as long as she remembered, she'd wanted a baby brother or sister, but her parents had always been too busy to have another child, stating that she was enough for them, and their family was complete. Hermione had always gotten a bit upset by that, but it got better when she met Harry. There was something about Harry that called to the sister side of her, and she had made him her brother in her heart, a fact that was fully reciprocated by Harry.

That all changed just about four months ago, though. On the night of her Hogwarts graduation, she had met her parents for dinner at a very upscale restaurant. While it was mostly a celebratory dinner in honor of her achievements during her time at Hogwarts - Head Girl, War Heroine, NEWT record setter, - it was also to tell her that her mother was unexpectedly expecting, and how she had around two months until the newest Granger made their appearance. Her parents had kept it a secret during her Christmas visit that they were pregnant. The two had explained they had kept it secret in case anything went wrong, and at her disbelief, Helena had stood, proudly showing off her nearly eight month baby bump.

That night, not only did Hermione find out about her new sibling, but so did the entire restaurant when Hermione uncharacteristically squealed, launching herself at her parents as she cried tears of happiness.

Hermione was on cloud nine for the next several months. In addition to the impending baby, she had gotten a job with the Ministry in the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, and had provided influential evidence in several trials of Death Eaters. All her fears she had during the last several weeks about the Golden Trio drifting apart were laid to rest during that time when Ron, in a surprisingly touching moment, pointed out that they were still working together - he and Harry catching the bad guys, Hermione helping put them away.

On top of everything else, Hermione had gotten herself her very first flat. She felt it only right that since she had a job, and was nineteen, that she be on her own, not living with her parents. So, she had looked in both muggle London and Diagon Alley, which led to her finding one she adored in Diagon Alley, just a few blocks from Weasley's Wizard Wheezes. It wasn't huge, but it was perfect for her. It was a three bedroom, which gave her two spare rooms - one that she turned into her personal study/library, and one to be a guest room for any of her friends who might need it. Hermione had, in just a short period of time, turned it into her own - a place she felt peaceful in, and a place in which her friends always knew they were welcome, day or night.

Then, just three short months ago, on the twentieth of June, at four in the morning, Aiden Matthew Granger made his appearance a few weeks early. Hermione couldn't believe how quickly she had fallen in love with the boy, wanting to be there to see his every moment. As she swayed back and forth as she stood in her mother's hospital room, staring down in adoration, she silently promised to be there for him no matter what happened, when it happened, where it happened, or how it happened. She swore to be someone Aiden could count on, and someone he could look up to.

And even if it had only been three months, she thought she was doing pretty good so far.

Shaking herself out of her thoughts, Hermione finished feeding Aiden, immediately followed by a burp that would have made their father proud. Once he had done that, she walked back and forth across the room until he was asleep, when she carefully carried Aiden across the room, strapping him into his cushy little bouncer, buckling him in before starting the relaxing music, hoping he'd sleep for a bit. She had a few papers to go over, and wanted to get some of it done while Aiden was sleeping.

Hermione had gotten so involved in her reading that she didn't notice almost an hour had passed until the doorbell rang. Grimacing as she glanced at Aiden, she was relieved to see that the ringing hadn't woken him. Raising her arms above her head, she stood from the sofa and walked quickly to the door, hoping whoever was outside wouldn't ring the bell again.

Opening the door, Hermione was surprised to see two uniformed officers standing there.

"Uh...can I help you, Officers?" she asked.

The older of the two smiled grimly at her. "Are you...Her-my-knee Granger?" he asked, checking his pad.

"Well, it's pronounced Her-my-o-knee, and yes." she answered.

"Ah, like the Shakespeare character?" he asked, making a note.

"Yes." she nodded.

The younger officer - who didn't look much older than herself, she thought, - looked at the paper in his hand. "And, are your parents Drs. Helena and Matthew Granger, DDS?"

"Yes." she said warily, narrowing her eyes. "What's this about?"

"Oh...well...perhaps we might go inside to talk?" the first officer asked, nodding toward the inside of the house.

"Sure. Please, come in." Hermione said, standing aside to let them pass, her heart beginning to beat wildly, and her stomach falling.

Whatever the two officers wanted, it wasn't going to be good.

Wednesday evening - 6PM - Ginny and Dean's flat - London

"Oh, yes, Dean!" Ginny yelled into the bed, her husband slamming into her from behind. "Harder!" she moaned, feeling her climax getting closer.

Dean grunted as his hips sped up and he pounded his cock even harder into his wife, making her yelp.

"Dontstopdontstopdontstop." Ginny moaned. "DEAN!" she screamed as her climax hit her.

"Fuck!" Dean growled as her walls constricted around him, triggering his own orgasm. Collapsing on a still shuddering Ginny as he tried to regain his breath, he pressed a kiss to the back of her sweat soaked neck. "Gods, I love you, Ginny."

Ginny huffed out a laugh, her body still trembling with the force of her orgasm. "I love you, too, Dean." she smiled. "Do...do you think...you can get...off me, now?" she panted.

It was Dean's turn to laugh, his now flaccid length sliding out of his wife, making her hiss. "How was that for a welcome home?" he asked, lying next to her, wrapping his arm around her as she curled into his side.

"Oh, it was great, love." she smiled. "I might have to go away more if that's how you welcome me back." she teased.

"Not a chance." he said. "How was the..." he started, the ringing of his telephone interrupting him. "Damn." he sighed. "I'll get that, and then you can tell me how the game went." he said, reluctantly sliding out of bed.

"Don't worry, I'll be here." she said, watching his naked form walking into their living room. "I don't think I could move if I wanted." she added to herself.

Grumbling as he walked, Dean reached for the telephone that sat on a table in the corner. "Hello?" he answered brusquely.

"De...I...sor...I...Gin..." he heard from the other end.

"Hermione?" he asked, frowning. "What's wrong?" he asked, hoping she'd be able to speak through the sobs coming from her end of the line.

"I...dead...please...Gin..." she cried, her words not coming out clearly.

"Alright, Hermione. Give us five minutes, and we'll be there." he said. "You're still at your parents, right?" he asked.

"Yes...I..." she broke off.

"Alright. Just hang on, Hermione." he said, hanging up once he heard her hang up. Walking back to the bedroom quickly, he went to the dresser and got some fresh clothes. "Get dressed, babe." he said hurriedly.

Ginny sat up, holding the sheet around her. "Why? What's going on?" she asked, confused.

"That was Hermione on the phone." he said, pulling on a pair of black pants. "She didn't sound good, Gin."

Summoning a pair of jeans and a light jumper from the wardrobe, Ginny threw them on, not bothering with knickers. If her best friend was in trouble, or pain, she needed to be there, underpants be damned. Running her fingers through her hair, she grabbed her wand.

"Alright, let's go." she said.

"Right." Dean nodded, grabbing her hand.

As the two appeared in the Granger's backyard, they broke into a run, not bothering with knocking as they entered through the backdoor.

"Mione?" Ginny called, walking further into the house. "Mione?" she called.

A sob from the living room got her attention, and as she entered, her heart immediately broke.

"Oh, Mione." she gasped.

There, sitting on the floor, tears running down her face, her eyes red and swollen from crying, her body shuddering as she took each breath, as she clutched a small plastic baggie to her chest like a lifeline, was Hermione.

Review please.

I know it starts out a bit sad, but it gets happier, I promise.

XOXO - Onyx Obsidian