A/N I hate author notes so I'm going to try to keep them sparse. This is just the prologue, I hope you enjoy it. I'm going to try to get the first and second chapters up either today or tomorrow, then the chapters will come a bit slower.

Hermione Granger walked into the Great Hall early one Saturday morning. Glancing around she noticed three things. First was that her daughter was sitting in her chair. Second was that she needed to speak with Deputy Headmaster Snape. Third was that she needed some coffee.

"Sweetheart? Why are you sitting in mommy's spot?" she asked her daughter 'she has her fathers hair," she mused. "Daddy said I could…" she whined.

Sending a glare across the table at the girl's father, she said, "You can sit here with me, I just need you to stand up a minute so I can sit down. Okay Bella?" The child stood, then crawled into Hermione's lap.

Finishing breakfast, she caught Professor Snape's eye. "Professor, please meet me in my office in a few moments, I have some things I wish to discuss with you." He asked.

She smiled at him. "Of course, "

He smiled right back at her, amazed at the change in this "bossy insufferable know it all" he had met 15 year before. Her hair, for one thing, had finally mellowed out, as had her temper. He knew her now as a beautiful woman who loved their daughter and friends with a passion.

After their meeting Hermione was stopped by Headmaster McGonnagal. "Ahh Hermione, I was just looking for you."

"Headmaster, I had some thing I-" Hermione was cut off.

"Hermione, I was wondering if you could talk to the sixth and seventh years tomorrow. I'm afraid they don't understand the workings of the real world. I had hoped you could tell them about how the world works, and you're experiences before you came to work here. Would you be interested?"

"Minirva, I would be honored to talk to them. When should I be where?"

"Could you meet them all in the Great Hall, after breakfast tomorrow morning?"

"I'll be there, Oh Minerva?"

"Yes Dear?"

"Would you wish me to tell them about Harry and everything that happened with Professor Snape and I?"

"Yes, I had hoped you would. Will that be a problem?"

Hermione thought for a moment, "I'd like to talk to Se-Professor Snape about it, but I don't think it will be a problem. I'll see you tomorrow"

"Severus, I'd like to speak to you this afternoon, do you have a free period?" Hermione said as she walked into his private Potions lab.

"All right, is it something we can discuss now?"

"I suppose…" Hermione trailed off with a pained look.

"What's wrong Mione?" Severus took his cauldron off the fire, walking over to her.

"Minirva wants me to talk to the sixth and seventh years, about what the world is like and what happened with Harry and you before I came here." A few tears slipped down her cheek. Severus wrapped his arms around her, soothing her.

"It'll be all right, do you not want to talk to them?"

Hermione shook her head, "No, I want to talk to them. I'm just not sure about telling them about us. I told Minerva I'd have to ask you about it first."

"If it's all right with you, it's all right with me." Severus kissed her. "I just want you to be happy."

"I know," Hermione pulled away from his embrace. "I love you," she said before walking out.

Hermione walked into the Great Hall before the students arrived. Pulling out her wand, she sent the chairs and tables to the sides of the room. Conjuring up cushions, she placed them in several piles around the room. As the student arrived, she asked them to grab a cushion and find somewhere to plop down on the floor. "Is everyone here?" Hermione asked. Hearing that everyone was, she said, "Good. As you all know, Minerva asked me to talk to you about the ways of the world. What I'm going to do is tell you a story. This really happened to me, and it involves Harry Potter, our son Harry James, Professor Snape, and I. Do you have any questions before I begin?"

One of the Slytherin's raised their hands, "Professor Granger, How long is this going to take?"

"If you don't wish to hear this, you don't have to. I do insist however that you at least stay for one hour. That's all I ask. If you want to leave after one hour, you may. Any more questions?" Since there were none, she began her story.